My Lunch with the 'God of Story'
We caught up with screenwriting guru Robert McKee, whose new book, Dialogue, proves he should be required reading for storytellers of any kind.
The Founding Fathers may have dreamed up the greatest democracy since Ancient Greece, but they also drank constantly and smelled like trash.
For five days, everything I ate, drank, wore, read, and watched had Donald Trump's name or face on it.
Every year, the Mayan villagers in Todos Santos, Guatemala, throw a wild, week-long rager. At the end of the party, the bravest townspeople stagger onto their horses to face off in a drunken—sometimes deadly—horse race.
For a week each year, the Mayan villagers of Todos Santos, Guatemala, get wasted and race horses during their Skach Koyl festival. Sometimes people fall, sometimes people die. I decided to join them.
Bernard Poolman tried to fashion himself as the next L. Ron Hubbard and failed gloriously.
A British hustler named William Hope used pre-photoshop editing techniques to create ghastly ghost photos that people believed were very real in the early 1900s.
Who knew Abe Lincoln had such a stunning bod?
I died on August 19, 2011, near my house in Mesa, Arizona. I was fully engulfed by blackness. That's all there was. I was not in my body, I was not with my body, I was not part of my body, but for a while I was still somehow aware of it all.
VICE staffer River Donaghey is releasing an album with his band Pocket Hercules next week, so we asked Aaron Carter, of "That's How I Beat Shaq" fame, to give the record a listen. He didn't like it.
I sampled food from restaurants that have fallen afoul of the Health Department, and enjoyed almost all of it. Then I puked.
A Facebook group that's all about sharing quirky Wikipedia articles and fun factoids is also a seething conflict zone rife with furious arguments and ban-happy moderators.
His family thinks he's ruining his life, his girlfriend is going to leave him, and an army of hateful European teenagers want him dead. Why won't he stop?
Nate "Igor" Smith has sat down at diners with everyone from Lena Dunham to Stoya, and he's photographed them all. Now he's turning to Kickstarter to raise money to turn all those photos into a book.
The van is parked in front of strip clubs, cul-de-sacs, and in alleyways—two bands face off until a champion emerges or the cops break it up. Or until the game dissolves into a drunken roman candle fight.
With Independence Day tomorrow, it's (almost) time for hot dogs and grilling. I called up Kobayashi, perhaps the greatest competitive eater of all time, to show me how to eat as many wieners as possible so I can celebrate July 4th to the fullest. It was h…
If you love getting the kind of drunk where your head aches and you can't breathe through your nose, but you HATE consuming liquid, then by all means please cram a bunch of powdered alcohol into your face, like I did.
In 1964 Ken Kesey piled into a multicolored school bus with his friends and singlehandedly kickstarted the hippie movement. Now, Kesey's son, Zane, is turning to the internet to Kickstart a new bus trip.
The real star of the National's new documentary, Mistaken for Strangers, is its director, Tom Berninger—little brother of the band's lead singer. Nobody is as vulnerable and real as Tom. He puts on display all the embarrassing stuff that the rest o…