Photo by Di Zhang

Photo by Di Zhang

 

In a world ...

Full of trash-talking critics, social networking trolls, and nitpicky moviegoers, there's at least one voice that keeps it positive. DeAnna's. Over the past six years, she's been screening, reviewing, and writing up articles about must-see television and landmark cinema, as well as conceiving and packaging entertainment stories about everything from Sundance's buzziest indies to Jake Johnson's booziest memories. And, here, you get to consume them all. 

But that's the work stuff. More about her personally: She calls New York City home; lives for horror flicks good and bad; and loves all things furry, fuzzy, and four-legged. She'd rather attend any film festival than laze at a spa, watch Requiem for a Dream over The Notebook, and binge-watch a Netflix Original than binge-drink at the club. Unless, of course, that drink is 140-proof, high-end Snake Juice, and that club is Pawnee's sickest nightclub, Snakehole Lounge.