This week we review Hirokazu Kore-eda’s The Truth and the Will Ferrell comedy Eurovision Song Contest: The Story of Fire Saga.

Though Run the Jewels’ vision of a world that is not dominated by division and greed might be imperfect, it is a vision of hope.

What can we joke about? How far is too far? Our answers tend to be personal, which makes it hard to discuss why some humor is offensive.

COVID-19 forces us to ask, who deserves authority and how is that authority granted?

The Quarry suggests that the awareness of our own sinfulness violently awakens us to our need for a new life.

We look at the latest cinematic political satire from former Daily Show host Jon Stewart and celebrate the 45th birthday of Jaws with a retro review.

Behind each laugh is a lot of work. What is the work of humor, and what does that mean for us as we create and cultivate our own laughs?

These hearings, like everything McCarthy had done up to this point, were fueled mainly by McCarthy’s desire to further his own career.

I feel a searing of my own conscience as I read The Ickabog, especially in the context of events unfolding across America with the murder of George Floyd and the subsequent protests.

The video makes it harder, not easier, for watching Christians to envision how their faith calls them to engage with the surrounding world in a time of crisis.

Our hearts, bodies, and minds need to desire the right things, so that when we are confronted with information that plays on alternate desires and fears we are not persuaded.

Comedians and late-night hosts have been pausing the jokes to sincerely address events and issues. This raises some interesting questions about humor.

Steak-umm has dramatically subverted our expectations of advertisers’ behavior, winsomely reminding us of our interconnections and shared humanity in an environment that thrives only by desensitizing us to that reality.

Buckle up for terrible space puns asWade and Kevin tackle Space Force, and go on a voyage into the mind of famed writer Shirley Jackson.

No matter his graphic language, depression-stoked benders, and religious satire, Father John Misty still orbits Christianity with a gravity he can’t escape.