Lisa M. Puskarcik

The Wedding Date Review

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It’s My Best Friend’s Wedding all over again, only with a different redhead. This time around, in The Wedding Date,

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Move over, Martha. Get out of the way, Ralph. There’s a new girl in town (assuming that the term “girl”

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Directed by Gary Winick Columbia Pictures It is school picture day, 1987: electric blue canvas backdrop, thick brown bangs

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What adjustments must a late-night talk show comedian make in catering to an audience of four-year-olds? Not many, as evidenced

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In celebration of Women’s History Month, The Harvard Coop has dedicated a small display to recent women’s literature. The titles

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I hope I’ll never know what it’s like to have a New York nervous breakdown, but if the price of

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It shouldn’t be surprising that an Irish poet and dramatist as prolific as William Butler Yeats elicits similarly verbose responses

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This year, the electronic elves at Barnes & Noble’s online bookstore have recommended an interesting compilation of biographical, fad diet,

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I never thought I’d be one of those people who, at age 20, would start the obnoxious “when I was

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The holiday season is a special time for celebrities—not in the heartwarming, family-oriented, spiritual way, but in the Hollywood media