Results tagged “liveblogging”

We're live blogging this finale (a Margaret and Rachelle tag-team, old-skool style!), with frequent text-message updates from our correspondent in the field, food contributor Laura Oppenheimer, who's at the taping. Do we need to tell you that this post contains spoilers about tonight's Top Chef? 9:02 Dale's first Chicago shout out while riding the gondola. "We're riding up and we get higher and higher and higher. The view just gets more spectacular. I'm a flatlander,...

Happy Father's Day! For those of you who have dads, are dads, or know dads, this one's for you, from all of us at the Gothamist network." It was a week of bizarre, embarassing headlines at DCist. The trial of the local administrative law judge who sued his cleaners for $54 million over a pair of missing pants left everyone shaking their heads. Then the capital city was nearly brought to its knees, twice, by...

The night started out fine, except for the weather. We've been running into that a bit lately -- beautiful summer-like days, until we really need to be outside. Then it's fall/winter all over again. But we were not going to be stopped. We went to the press room to get our credentials for the night, stopping briefly to eat a piece of deep-dish and getting recruited to break ranks and do double duty, live blogging...

Chicagoist is not immune to the nostalgia that strikes all media entities at the end of the year, as evidenced by the orgy of posts this week that looked back at significant happenings in food, booze, theatre, art, music, movies and photography. The desire to pontificate on this year's newsworthy events in Chicago is a powerful one, but we're saving ourselves for tomorrow night. Chicagoist co-editors Rachelle Bowden and Scott Smith will be guests on...

Unlike the Grammys, people seem to really “care” about the Oscars. Tubthumping pub-dwellers insist both shows “only recognize crap and not real art” but with respect to the Oscars, it’s not entirely true. Not that it matters as the ratings for the Oscars rise and fall on the box office success of the nominated films. And even those who haven’t seen any of the best picture nominees have an interest in the Oscars—even if they’re...

When Chicagoist was growing up, we begged our parents to buy us a pair of parachute pants because we thought they were so cool. Nevermind that they looked ridiculous on us and didn’t fit quite right; we proudly wore them to school and were mocked openly by our classmates. We were reminded of that traumatic childhood moment this week when Oscar producer Gil Cates was forced to respond to comments Chris Rock made in Entertainment Weekly about the Oscars being “idiotic” and “a fashion show.” Cates assured the masses that Rock’s comments were just “humorous digs.” You know, the Academy got uptight when Letterman did that whole Uma/Oprah thing a few years back. So we’re wondering what the reaction will be if Rock calls Jack Nicholson “Ol’ Dirty Cracker.” But hey it’s all part of keeping it “hip-hop loose.” Yeah, that always works real well.

With the Super Bowl over for another year, America’s pop culture radar is now flooded with innumerable awards shows, most of which are utterly pointless aside from their function as commercials for whatever corporate entity is presenting them. In order to avoid exhaustion, Chicagoist avoids most of them except for the Grammys and the Oscars.* Not because they’re the most entertaining or honor those most deserving but because there’s not much cultural insight to...