Beethoven's "Symphony No. 5" is considered one of the most recognizable and influential pieces of music created in history. In 1976, Walter Murphy and the Big Apple Band scored a No. 1 hit with "A Fifth of Beethoven," off the blockbuster Saturday Night Fever soundtrack. Murphy adapted the first movement of "Symphony No. 5" (you know, the duh-duh-duh-DUUUUUH), threw some disco bells and whistles behind it, and brought a 168-year-old composition squarely into the 20th century, reflecting the exact moment in time of its release.

Like one of those optical-illusion drawings from a novelty shop — It’s an old crone! No, it’s a pretty lady with a feather in her hat! — Father John Misty’s true essence has always been a mystery. Is he an earnest troubadour plumbing the depths of folk sincerity? Or a sly Andy Kaufman art joke, a Dada trickster in a fitted blazer? Only the man born Josh Tillman knows for sure, and he’s too clever or cryptic to tell.

If you follow Josh Tillman, the artist better known as Father John Misty, on social media, you’ll come across some absurd dispatches. On any given day he might post his own made-up lyrics to the House of Cards theme or put Spotify on blast for including him on a playlist titled “Indie Brunch.” In fact, his stream-of-consciousness ramblings became so consuming last fall, he decided to take a six-month Twitter sabbatical.

[SPOILER ALERT: Read on only if you’ve already watched Sunday’s “Ouroboros” episode of Fear the Walking Dead.] Flight 462 has finally landed. Crash landed, that is. AMC had told us that one of the people from the webisodes that also aired during commercial breaks on The Walking Dead would make his or her way to Fear the Walking Dead, but what we didn’t know is that there would be an entire episode based around the wreckage.

Warning: This article contains spoilers about Sunday’s season 6 premiere of Fear the Walking Dead titled “The End is the Beginning.” Morgan Jones is dead. Okay, that’s not entirely accurate, but by the end of Fear the Walking Dead’s season 6 premiere, the Morgan Jones we all knew and loved was gone, and he even said so himself! “Morgan Jones is dead,” the person formally known as Morgan Jones told Virginia on the other end of a walkie talkie.

Warning: This article contains spoilers for Fear the Walking Dead series finale. The final season of Fear the Walking Dead was about big returns from the seemingly dead. First, there was original series lead Kim Dickens as Madison Clark — presumed dead at the baseball stadium in season 4 — who reappeared. Then it was Daniel Sharman’s Troy Otto — presumed dead via hammer in season 3 — who somehow made his way back.

He’s Come a Long Way, Baby The greatest thing about Neil Patrick Harris‘ ”My Hollywood Survival Guide” wasn’t that it was a bitingly clever retrospective, which it was. Instead, the best part was that it spoke to me personally. I’m a high school math teacher, and I feel like his seven tips to doing well in showbiz are just as applicable to the field I chose (especially my favorite, ”Don’t Be a Douche”).

Warning: This article contains spoilers about Wednesday's episode of The Challenge: Spies, Lies, and Allies. There are two golden rules on The Challenge. If you quit, you'll never be invited back (TJ hates quitters!). And if you fight, you're gone. And since Fessy Shafaat pushed Josh Martinez's face during a drunken fight on The Challenge: Spies, Lies, and Allies, he was kicked off in this week's episode. "It definitely sucked, but I understood,"

As cushy as attending film festivals may sound, for those of us who cover them they can sometimes feel like fear-drenched endurance tests. You’ll attend four (sometimes five) movies a day and race from theater to theater nagged by the constant fear that the one film you’re missing will be the one gem that everyone will be talking about. It’s a constant state of grass-is-greener envy. I’ve learned over the years to try and push that aside and accept whatever gifts the movie gods give you, but it isn’t always easy.

Somewhere in the cosmic dust of the internet, there’s a video of Fiona Apple dancing at home with her dog. She’s all in red with her hair casually pulled back, doing a jaunty little Newsies jig that turns into a sort of interpretative Martha Graham kick-sprawl on the floor; the dog, a glossy black mutt, leaps and scrabbles around her, nearly deranged with Big Canine Energy. It’s sweet and strange and a little bit unnerving (is Apple’s arm about to get ripped out of its socket?