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‘Scream Queens’ Season 1 Finale Recap: Nothing Made Sense and Everything Hurts

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In retrospect, how else was this season of Scream Queens going to end but with a parody of — nay, a loving  homage to — the infamous Sorority Email of 2013? Sure, last night’s two-hour finale also revealed the final Red Devil’s identity and M.O., but Emma Roberts’ final raging monologue feels like the true culmination of what Ryan Murphy was trying to accomplish here. And if there’s anything “Dorkus” and “The Final Girls” taught us, it’s that Murphy, Brad Falchuk, and Ian Brennan never gave a sauce-soaked cotton ball about plot anyway. 
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‘Scream Queens’ Recap: Dead Gay Boone Returns

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“The Ghost of Dead Gay Boone” has a nice ring to it, huh? Unfortunately for Boone, though conveniently for Nick Jonas’ busy schedule, “Ghost Stories” sees Chanel #3’s hysteria become reality—sort of. Ghosts still aren’t real and Boone turns out to not be gay (???), but by episode’s end, he’s most certainly dead.
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Divas Being Leaders and Blowing Things Up in the Desert: A Music Video Treasury

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Are you a badass lady with either an impressive vocal range, enviable rap flow, or some flashy couture you’ve been dying to wear under the oppressive heat of a thousand suns? Does your song have a sick beat? Do you want to prove your absolute, unassailable diva-hood by leading troops of loyal followers through the desert, then standing alone in a wide shot, sand and chaos swirling about you, while you remain calm as ever in the eye of the storm? Alternately, do you like music festivals and fluorescent colors?
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The Surprising Musical Theatre Pasts of Your Favorite Movie and TV Actors

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I saw Matilda: The Musical on Broadway recently, and it was overwhelming. The set and songs were captivating, of course, but what truly had me floored was the titanic force of the child actors — many of whom were navigating their very first decade of life. They sang with more passion than some trained adults, and danced with that particular type of high-octane energy only available to schoolchildren on a sugar rush. It was impossible not to feel like the audience was being treated to a sneak preview of tomorrow’s superstars.
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Remembering Cory Monteith, An Icon for Teenage Acceptance

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For me, it was River Phoenix, particularly of the Stand By Me days. The other day I put that movie on while I was sorting laundry, and I admit, I am still a little proud of my tweenage self for that crush. Twenty years on, he’s still a really good actor, stormily romantic even before that sky broke open. I still remember the twist in my stomach when I heard he’d overdosed on a sidewalk, the first edition of a feeling I’d come to understand is just a part of paying attention to celebrities at all.
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