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If the critique of our reliance on technology is the obvious takeaway from Her, the less obvious but perhaps more interesting critique seems to be of our culture’s attitude toward romantic love.

We can rest easy, knowing that our government wants us to be safe from forced implantation of microchips. But it’s not about civil liberties, it’s about dispensational paranoia and fear of the “Mark of the Beast.”

Conservative favorite challenging John McCain for his Senate seat pulls a Santorum.

Pushback against Beck’s social justice comments only fuel Beck.

Whether Dobson was forced out or not, a “new face” has been in the cards.

How do we learn to move beyond the commodification of education, of wisdom teachers like the Dalai Lama, of compassion itself? Does the Dalai Lama as mega-brand, as rock star, as spiritual presence, reinforce such commercial constructions or invite their dismantling?

The slippery slope, not so slippery. Again.

Psychologists, counselors, politicians, friends, parents, or would-be moralists make way for Elder Callister.

Hannibal has “beautiful” crime scenes, but it does not really romanticize suffering. Its version of Hannibal Lecter is a great aesthete, but the beautiful tableaux he creates are polluted, just as the elaborate dinners he prepares for his friends and acquaintances secretly involve the cooked organs of his victims.

She didn’t need to go to Mecca to learn about Islam.