And by decent I mean kickass…
And dark.
Really dark.
But that’s what one should expect with a Claire Denis production, non?
Oui.
Literary Zen XII
I don’t know why people expect art to make sense. They accept the fact that life doesn’t make sense.
films
The Graduate by Charles Webb – A Review
BOOK | FICTION | LITERARYTHE GRADUATE by Charles WebbRATING: ★ ★ ★ ★ When The Graduate, a book published in 1963 by recently deceased author Charles Webb, popped up as a Kindle Unlimited recommendation the other day, I thought to myself, why not? I mean, shouldn’t every fan of the movie version, a film which … Read more
Leave has Left the Building
And by building I mean Amazon Prime. Sadly, for reasons yet unknown to me, Amazon has decided to eliminate its entire catalog of short films, films which includes Leave and which happens to be an awesome film with an awesome director and an awesome cast and crew and which yours truly wrote and executive produced … Read more
Finally saw Joker
I’ll keep this short: It’s a masterpiece. All the controversy surrounding its release – incel triggering and/or otherwise – is laughable. My faith in Hollywood’s ability to create magic has been restored. I wish I could have attended its Cannes premier so I could have participated in the 8-minute standing ovation it received at the … Read more
Alter
Yeah, I DNF most horror films because, let’s face it, most horror films are crap…
But last night I watched a rather decent one written and directed by Irish/Welsh film maker Liam Gavin called A DARK SONG.
If I were the ruling megalomaniac of the world…
I would appoint a very select and trusted group of high-level advisors who were each intimately familiar with my intellectual and creative sensibilities and desires and whose sole purpose would be to continually study and field test all germane and pertaining resources and outlets so that they could come to a consensus among themselves and … Read more
Hurts so good…
House of the Rising Sun – A Review of Sorts
So, last night was a night just like any other night where, at 8pm(ish), I shifted the butt from the office chair to the recliner and happily fired up the new Fire Stick (a Prime Day upgrade (half-price and 2 free months of HBO!) from an old stick that had been rode hard and put away wet if you know what I mean) and the big screen and, with much hope and anticipation, began yet another heroic search through the multitudinous movie apps for something fun and entertaining to watch for the night.
You feel me?
(I recently finished watching The Wire (for the third or fourth time, can’t exactly recall) so I’m still feeling a bit Omar-esque. Hence the, “You feel me?,” if you know what I mean).
Long story short, it wasn’t long before I surfed upon a flick starring Dave Bautista and immediately had to put on the brakes.
Born to Be… #EasyRider50
I was a month and seventeen days shy of my fourth birthday when Easy Rider premiered fifty years ago yesterday, so, unfortunately, I cannot provide any personal insight of the actual groundbreaking event.
In fact, it would be another twenty years or so until I finally saw the flick.
And then another thirty years or so would pass until I at last watched it again…
Which brings us to yesterday when I watched it in honor of its golden anniversary.
But it’s not like I’m a fanboy of the flick or anything…