The 15-month delay between the end of its third season and the start of its fourth makes “Vegas Rat Rods” sound like “Game of Thrones.”
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The Wright brothers dreamed of flying.
For TV nerds, the fall season used to feel like Christmas as a kid, a time when anticipation turned to wonder at the gifts the networks were about to bestow.
The fall TV season is here, and with their new shows, the broadcast networks are being more inclusive than ever.
I don’t want to say CBS is completely bankrupt when it comes to originality, but this is the network that’s about to launch a Dick Wolf procedural about the FBI that’s called “FBI.”
It’s television’s biggest night.
“The Predator,” the sequel/reboot opening Friday, shouldn’t be mistaken for 1987’s “Predator” or 2010’s “Predators,” which, unlike the “Alien”/“Aliens” combo, wasn’t a direct sequel. That would have been 1990’s “Predator 2.”
During the 1960s, as turbulent a decade as our nation has seen, enough Americans were able to set aside some of their differences to put a man on the moon.
Film festivals, at least in the Silver State, tend to be homegrown affairs. The Silver State Film Festival is, well, not that.
Rosie Mercado’s life is overflowing with the types of ups and downs that could occupy Dr. Phil McGraw for an entire sweeps week.