Mid‑tier acts like Wednesday and Sleigh Bells are scrambling to hold onto health insurance and rent while the man whose name is in the Epstein files gets to remain their boss.
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Overlong and undersexed, Emerald Fennell’s Wuthering Heights betrays her audience of edgelords and perverts.
Chair Brendan Carr has been threatening the talk show since Jimmy Kimmel’s suspension in September.
It’s hard to mount a culture war when your big counteroffensive looks like a youth-group lock-in made up of kids who found God in a megachurch but lost their personality somewhere in suburban Atlanta.
