This weekend I realized, way too late, that I didn’t have any dish towels that were clean. After this realization, I thought about all the small things in a kitchen that you forget about, until you need them, like said dish towels, or a measuring cup, or knife sharpener. It’s easy to get great knives or cookware, but what about the extra stuff? Well, here’s a bit of a checklist.
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If you’re anything like me, you’re reading this hunched over a makeshift desk, periodically getting up to stretch and crack your back. As we think fondly of our desk chairs and standing desks and ergonomic laptop stands that lay dormant in our offices, the fact that our at-home setup is less-than-ideal is ever present in our daily lives. Back pain from a crappy work set up sucks, so let’s go over some Scouted-favorite ways to relieve some of those aches.
The cinematic sight of 2020 (to date) occurs late in Capone, director Josh Trank’s thrillingly subjective portrait of the last year in the life of 20th-century America’s most famous gangster. Addled by neurosyphilitic dementia, 47-year-old Al Capone (Tom Hardy) struts out into the front yard of his palatial Palm Island, Florida, estate in a bathrobe and a diaper, an enormous carrot in place of a cigar in the corner of his mouth, and a gold-plated Tommy Gun in his meaty fists. His hair askew, his face scarred, and a glazed look of confusion and fury shining in his black eyes, he opens fire on his friends, family and house staff, murdering many of them in a hail of senseless bullets. As terrifying as it is hilarious, it’s a spectacle of madness unleashed, and thus the epitome of this deliriously wild and entrancing look at the final days of Chicago’s notorious kingpin.
Proof that grand villains don’t necessarily receive grand endings, Capone (debuting on VOD on May 12) is a demystification of its mythic underworld figure, here depicted by a phenomenal Hardy as an ailing giant lost inside his head. Trank’s tale picks up with Capone—here affectionately referred to as “Fonzo,” a riff on his full name “Alphonse” (and the original title of the film)—at the end of his road in 1946. Having served eight of the eleven behind-bars years he received for income tax evasion, Capone retreated to his Florida mansion, where syphilis turned his brain into veritable mush, and it’s there that the writer/director finds him, stalking the halls of his home, gripping a fire poker, in search of people concealed just out of sight. As it turns out, this initial hunt is part of a game of hide-and-seek with adolescent relatives. Yet it’s a fitting introduction to Capone, who—ravaged by disease and unsure of the boundary between fantasy and reality—suspects spies lurking around every corner, behind every tree, and on the distant banks of his backyard pond.
Capone is a story of seclusion and delusion, and immediately adopts its protagonist’s unreliable point-of-view. In his imperial home, full of Roman columns and ornate fireplaces, Capone is surrounded by those closest to him: wife Mae (Linda Cardellini), who loves and loathes him in equal measure; son Junior (Noel Fisher), who pities him; Doctor Karlock (Kyle MacLachlan), who sees little hope for his recovery; bodyguard Gino (Gino Cafarelli), who fears him; and other friends, gardeners and movers who treat him with a mixture of respect and concern. No matter this coterie, though, Capone is alone, routinely pissing and shitting himself, and trapped inside a mind that’s constantly playing tricks on him, causing him to forget who he (and his wife) is, and producing symbolic visions of regrets, tragedies, and triumphs that bleed, bewilderingly, into the real world.
Filmmaker Donick Cary’s amusing doc also boasts a series of Drunk History-style recreations with comedians acting out tripping tales from the recently-departed, including Carrie Fisher and Anthony Bourdain.
One of the most hilariously out-there stories comes courtesy of comic Nick Kroll, who remembers sunbathing on a beach with his buddies tripping on mushrooms when they start to approach him from the ocean.
A few days after Fox News host Pete Hegseth called on “healthy people” to muster up the “courage” to go get infected with coronavirus in order to achieve “herd immunity,” Hegseth agreed with Fox & Friends co-host Brian Kilmeade on Monday that Americans need to take on a “military mindset” and enter public spaces.
Promoting his latest military-themed special on Fox Nation, the network’s online streaming service, Hegseth was asked by the Fox & Friends crew if there was a similarity between military combat and the current pandemic that has killed roughly 80,000 Americans.
“I was going to say, all of you guys in the special, you’re used to fighting an enemy who you can see coming at you, but this is so different because it’s invisible,” co-host Steve Doocy noted.
A Democratic group has accused the Department of Homeland Security of violating federal regulations by revealing private information about immigrants to reporters at conservative news outlets.
On Monday, Democracy Forward, a left-leaning anti-corruption advocacy group, sent a letter to the DHS Office for Civil Rights and Civil Liberties requesting that the agency open an investigation into the department’s press office.
The organization said that according to emails obtained through Freedom of Information Act requests, DHS communications staff had on at least ten occasions provided or confirmed to reporters details about the citizenship and immigration status of people accused of crimes in the U.S. Such disclosures, Democracy Forward alleged in its letter, may have violated federal regulations prohibiting the department from disclosing private information about individuals to the media.
It’s one of the most hilarious weddings in TV history, featuring some seriously bad dancing down the aisle and an unfortunate high kick.
Now fans of the famous The Office wedding ceremony (itself based on a real-life video clip that went viral back in 2009) are in for a treat, thanks to Office star John Krasinski’s hit new web series Some Good News, which featured a recreation, of sorts, of that wedding on its Sunday night episode.
Krasinski’s scheme was kicked off when two viewers, Susan and John, got in touch with the show and told Krasinski that when John popped the question to Susan, he did so outside a gas station convenience store, just like Krasinski’s character, Jim Halpert, did when he (finally) asked Pam Beesly (Jenna Fischer) to marry him.
When Rosie O’Donnell first appears in I Know This Much Is True, it takes a few seconds for your brain to adjust. We’ve been inundated with two sad Mark Ruffalos, one depressingly horny Juliette Lewis, and a horrifying act of self-mutilation (this is from the Blue Valentine guy, after all). And now here’s Rosie as a hard-nosed social worker setting one of the Ruffalos straight. And she’s not only holding her own but… blowing him off the screen?
“My first scene on the show was with [Ruffalo] in the office and it’s a 12-page scene!” she tells me. “I was so worried, because I’d never had that many lines in a movie before in a row. Usually, the friend comes in—ba-dum—and then you’re out!”
At 58, O’Donnell has entered an exciting new phase of her career: character actress. It began on SMILF with her turn as Tutu, the outré mother of Frankie Shaw’s Bridgette. But after two seasons (and rave reviews), the series was abruptly canceled following allegations of misconduct against creator/star Shaw. I Know This Much Is True sees the comedy icon and longtime Trump foe flexing her dramatic muscles like never before.
So this is the way that one of aviation’s greatest leaps of technology comes to an abrupt ending, thanks to the coronavirus:
In late April, a small crowd gathers at the edge of the airport at Alice Springs, Australia—known in Australia colloquially as simply “Alice.” It’s one of the remotest and hottest spots on this sun-cooked continent, geographically at the dead center.
Cellphone cameras are trained on the runway’s final approach over desert and tinder-brittle brush. The sheer size of the raw red landscape diminishes the size of the approaching jet, even though this is the world’s largest airliner, the whale-profiled Airbus A380, in the livery of Singapore Airlines.