“Tell me again about the flying machines.” “Do I have to?” “Oh, yes, Margaret-Mary! That I do long to hear.” “Could you at least call me Maggie?” “Maggie is undiginified, darling. A woman should always carry herself with the utmost bearing. Margaret-Mary has weight to it. Maggie is what one …
The world today is a violent place. Terrorism, war, genocide and bloodshed are in the headlines every day. But in the rush to find a culprit — drugs? a turning away from religion? video games? — no one has considered the most obvious suspect of all: national anthems. In nearly …
It should have been an amazing success. Thanks to the out-of-court settlement of a number of lawsuits, the permanent destruction of the audition footage, and the unfortunate hot dog coma of a major production company executive I am not at liberty to name, I can finally talk about my near-miss …
Ever since the dark days of the Second World War, the controversial figure of Adolf Hitler has been a rich vein of Hollywood portrayal. While the judgment of history on this remarkable man — misunderstood genius? political visionary? overly effective patriot? — is still pending, it cannot be denied that …
Congratulations. By picking up this pamphlet, you have made a very courageous act: you have admitted that you are susceptible to one of the many myths about mechomorphism (or MM). And admitting that you have a problem is the first step towards correcting that problem. Through understanding, acceptance and constant …
The recent death of Dennis Farina led me to watch Michael Mann’s Manhunter for the first time in years, and from thence Jonathan Demme’s The Silence of the Lambs. Thanks to time, tide, and certain mores of the Internet Age, the former is now often trumpeted as the truly great Hannibal Lecter …
“Your hair is very nitid by the candlelight, Rebecca Moraine.” “Uh…thank you.” “Did you know that your surname indicates an accumulation of earth and stones carried and finally deposited by a glacier?” “No. It’s French, I think.” “Are you enjoying your crustacean meal?” “Not really.” “What is the matter? Has …
April 22. Went to the thrift store to buy a new Sunday suit. Afterwards Nestor and I stopped at the Sizzler for dinner. I was going through the tublets of fixin’s for some cucumber slices and I set him down by the three bean salad. He was munching on some …
“You can’t tell me this shit can’t get done without people beatin’ on each other, killin’ each other, doin’ each other like dogs — and without all that, you ain’t got Five-0 down here on our backs every five minutes, throwin’ us around and shit. You think Five-0 care about …
When is food too more cooked, lick with ice. Problem areas will be rapidly discarding. When is food not enough cooked, cook for more. When is food too salty, cut raw potato and add to bubble. Discard when bubbling is of the past. When is food to sweetly, put in …
So, it’s bores again, did we? A particularly fine-fettled specimen of the bore, who can easily be found in the used clothing and liquor-dispensing sectors of our cluttered metropoli, is The Man Who Saw Them Before They Sold Out. Surely you have seen him, in his all-too-well-fitting pants and his …
And now, this site proudly presents the first of an occassional series of ravings by your crazy uncle Henry, entitled “Henry, You Don’t Mean It”. Henry can be reached at the TV store down by the coffee shop, where he angrily contradicts pre-recorded news broadcasts. *** When I die, I …
The first of an occasional series of posts about crime, both in its real-world manifestations and its portrayal in popular culture. The title of the series comes from the great 1950 noir The Asphalt Jungle, in which the moneyman Roland Emmerich describes crime as “a left-handed form of human endeavor”. *** …
Hi! I’m Blue! You may remember me from the color of a sunny sky, or the clothes you wore when you were a baby if you were a boy, or from the color scheme of a sports team you may enjoy. Perhaps you’re familiar with the feeling of calm and …
Regular readers of this site — hey, you three! — will know that I regularly feature long-form film criticism of movies both old and new. You may not know, however, that I see about ten movies for every one I write about, and time simply doesn’t permit, nor quality …
