ARTS&ENTERTAINMENT Iain W. Reeve, Internet Super-Highway Hitchhiker power the website’s stellar ontent, which is really just good, clean, ¢ -hec Golly gosh. It is divided into all ee of wicked categories like creatures on my cat, toys on my cat, nature on my cat, and the ominous miscellaneous stuff on my cat. In fact, it even inspired me to start putting stuff on my cats. A fact that, from one look at the picture here, they are none to pleased with. They should just be happy I didn’t decide to start my very own sedans on my cat” section. _ For sticking it to the world’s most stuck-up domesticated animal, and for making me laugh out loud with no sexual - content or cursing, I give Wola wemmpas cat.com and eight out of ten, Send your submissions for “I Saw In On Li Interweb” to avditor@gmatl.com. Liz Phair—Somebody's Miracle Sajia Kabir, OP Contributor Leave it to Liz Phair to release the best summer album of 2005 in October. Her career, which began promisingly enough with the much-feted Exile in Guyville in 1993, has been a case of “two steps forward, one step back,” ing in the sexploitation sell-out that was her recent epony- culminat- mous album. Somebody's Miracle aims towards pure pop, but it’s great pure pop, with Phair abandoning the Matrix pro- ducer-songwriters—who hung like an albatross around her neck on Liz Phair—for producer John Shanks, who also co- wrote three of the songs. For the first time in her career, Phair inches slightly out of her corner of 90s women’s rock, with the bluesy “Got My Own Thing” and the new-wave pastiche “Count On My Love.” The first single, “Everything to Me,” has a rootsy intro, but the loveliest musical moment on the album has to be the bridge in “Lazy Dreamer,” with its moody keyboards. “Closer to You” is a simple song of love and acceptance, while “Table For One” recounts an alcoholic’s regrets with- out being mawkish. Oh, and did I mention that Liz Phair has, after 12 years, finally learned how to sing? She might not regain her hipster cred with the Village Voice crowd, but she’s definitely re- established herself as a master pop craftswoman. Can You Dig It? Say “Yes” or Mil shove a bat up your ass and turn you into a popsicle Kevin Welsh, OP Contributor The true measuring stick for any film is the test of time. Many films are produced and released to much fanfare, enjoy great returns at the box office, benefit from a resur- gence of interest once released on DVD, then are quietly relegated to their respective genre section at the local video store where they collect dust until they’re blown out in the discount bin. Blockbusters and Academy Award winners are often the only films to escape this cycle—with the excep- tion of bona fide cult films. With the DVD boom, nearly every film ever has now been re-released. However, some titles return yet again to DVD in Special, Ultimate, or Collector’s editions. These editions come packed with extras and insights and cater not to the general moviegoer, but directly to their legions of fans. Films like Children of the Corn, Escape From New York, Airplane!, The Hills Have Eyes, and others have all received special treatment more than 20 years after their box office run ended. Fans have seen these films countless times, know all the lines, and sometimes (especially the case with Children of the Corn) try to convince themselves that this time it will actually be good. Yet, they watch them again and again. Recently, though, the 1979 film The Warriors has enjoyed a resurgence of interest from multiple angles. The film is being remade by MTV Films (booo-leave it alone!), has had an ’Ultimate Director’s Cut DVD released (yay-about freakin’ time!), and, on October 18, will finally be the sub- ject of a videogame courtesy of Rockstar North, the happy, well-adjusted people behind the infamous Grand Theft Auto series. No parenthesis here—that’s just plain rad. The Warriors is loosely based on the tale of Xenophon, a Greek soldier whose army became cut off from their allies and found themselves 100 miles behind enemy lines. In the film, The Coney Island Warriors are called to the Bronx by Cyrus, the leader of the Gramercy Riffs, for a meeting. Over 100 gangs are present, and Cyrus attempts to unite them to take over the city but is assassinated during his speech. Blame falls on our heroes, who try to make their way back to Coney Island with every gang in the city hunt- ing them. Continued on Pg 16