I know how these guilty pleasure posts are supposed to work. I make the argument that no pleasure should be considered guilty, then go on to name a movie that isn’t actually that terrible – and in fact underscores whatever meager badass credentials I have. I’m not...

I like my cheese spicy with extra gunfire, so my choice for Guilty Pleasure would be "Desperado," the 1995 hit with Antonio Banderas and Salma Hayek. The movie is the middle episode in the "El Mariachi" trilogy, directed by Robert Rodriguez. In the trilogy, a...

Guilt and Guts When Jeremy asked me to contribute an essay about a guilty pleasure, I was happy to do it, but afterwards, as I began to think about it, I realized I don’t really have any. Guilt, like shame and fear and envy and hate, is a negative, mostly useless...

I’ve written twice on my blog about one of my favorite Guilty Pleasures, and I’m happy to be able to write about it again here. It’s a movie called The Good Humor Man, and it stars Jack Carson and Lola Albright. I saw it first when I was eight or nine years old,...

Guilty isn't really a word I much associate with the movies. (Music is  another story. I have CDs of artists I liked when I was an adolescent that I don't even let my wife know about.) Maybe porn would have  qualified once, but even that doesn't inspire guilt any...