When television captured the popular imagination of the 1950s, a rash of movies satirized Hollywood while also mythologizing it.

In LA, you think you're making something up, but it's making you up.

The most telling thing about 'Fargo,' both the now-classic movie and the television series, is that it doesn't take place in Fargo.

David Cronenberg's 'Maps to the Stars' is a Hollywood monster movie in which Hollywood is the monster.

For half a century, the Sunset Strip was the asphalt timeline of American popular music. My most distinct memory, from more years ago than I'll confess to, is waiting for a table at the Olde World, which occupied a wedge of territory at Sunset and Holloway Drive, where the daiquiris became more vicious the longer you sat in the sun.

Walt Disney had a nuclear imagination before the advent of nuclear, some comprehension of apocalypse and rapture deep in his genes.