The Sound of My Fury

I cannot believe what I have just received in the mail today. Somehow I was unaware that Premiere magazine is no more. And as I have a subscription through the end of next year, they are foisting me off onto US Weekly. I'm getting a tabloid instead of a real magazine about movies! The least they could have done was foist me off within the same genre! I don't care about the celebrities, except when it comes to what they have coming out in the nearest cineplex! I don't care who's dating whom, who's cheating on whom, who's making out with whom, who's in rehab again, IT'S ALL NOTHING BUT STUPID RIDICULOUSNESS. I just want to know about movies, okay? Is that too much to ask? And I liked doing it on paper. I liked being able to take it with me if I felt like it. I liked the pretty pictures and the fun articles. NOW what do I do? Huh?! HUH?!?!?
Where can I go to find information about movies BEFORE they hit the theaters? I don't want to hear critical review. Frankly, I have little use for critics. I canmake up my own mind about what I like. Leah Rosen is the movie critic for People magazine and she is my polar opposite in movie taste. So if she loves it< I can pretty much guarantee I'll hate it and vice versa. I just want an overview of the storylines and some fun stories from on-set. I don't think that's asking too much. And I am going to miss Libby Gelman-Waxner's column like you wouldn't believe.

I'm in mourning. It's just not right.