Aaron Seriff-Cullick
Aaron Seriff-Cullick
Recent Stories
SERIFF-CULLICK: Slow down, Yale
So listen up, Yale. You know what happens when you abandon a few of your 10 million extracurriculars, or when all you have for dinner is a half-dozen French toast cupcakes, or when you skip lecture to go shopping for those hot pink genie pants you’ve always wanted? Nada. Literally nada.
“Paris” still a cliche, still irresistible
I have known many quality French people in my life. But if I had to choose a favorite, it would be my Aunty M.
LVE 4 EVR?!?
Every time I watch “Space Jam,” I make plans to drop out of school to become a basketball star. The euphoria of MJ’s triumph over those pesky green aliens convinces me anything’s possible and anyone can make it big — the same goes for “School of Rock,” “Save the Last Dance,” “Remember the Titans” and countless other preadolescent films. I expected that same feeling of exuberant empowerment when I saw the recent remake of Alan Parker’s hit ’80s film, “Fame.” Instead, I emerged from the theater with the grandiose feeling of “huh?”