So here’s the thing about Lenny–he was lucky. And he was happy-go-lucky. Back in the day, Lenny was totally cool with couch surfing. He lived in a few basements too, basements that he was supposed to remodel in exchange for rent and never did. Consequently he moved around a lot, but was never homeless. He […]
Sometimes, ever so rarely, a movie will come along from a junk genre, like exploitation–I’m thinking Texas Chainsaw Massacre here or, possibly, Wolf Creek–or slasher–Halloween, Nightmare on Elm Street–or Blaxploitation–Across 110st Street and Sweet Sweetback’s Baadasssss Song, a movie that transcends it’s genre and wades into mainstream cinema. I have a soft spot for such […]
I hate to be a kicker I always long for peace But the wheel that squeaks the loudest Is the one that gets the grease –Josh Billings (1870) He struck an impressive chord with his designer frames, tailored button up shirts and v-necked sweaters; his slacks sharply creased, his shoes polished new. If he erred, […]
Remember, remember always, that all of us, and you and I especially, are descended from immigrants and revolutionists. —Franklin Delano Roosevelt
In general, I don’t enjoy talking about or writing about politics. I rarely discuss them with my friends and family because–shock, shock–I have friends and family with opposing views on the subject matter; views that differ from my own. Is that selfish? Yes, it most certainly is. In fact, I’m so selfish that sometimes I […]
Before zombies, vampires were the ghouls who ruled. And some of them were quite sexy. For instance, I found Frank Langella’s portrayal of the Transylvanian count very appealing. Then again, I was thirteen when I saw Dracula (1979) and much like my taste in cuisine, my opinion of what constitutes sexiness has changed. So, for […]
He wanted to remove his suit jacket but driblets of sweat running down the middle of his back deterred him. It unnerved him too, though he refused show it. There was no way he was going to allow himself to look like that idiot who jumped on tables and waved his arms around like a […]
Into the flames are thrown promises broken bone, life taken And breath Yet, hands that fan wag fingers Forgive Forgive Obey
Kelly is in a bind. She drugged her pimp and beat him up. She didn’t roll him, but she took back the money he stole from her. To add humiliation to bumps and bruises, she yanked down her headshot from the gallery over his mantel and tore it to pieces. Now she has to get […]
There’s always jazz in film noir–in black and white classic film noir, that is. Even in the post classic noir era of the 60s when rock and R&B inspired pop was du joir, it’s always jazz. That’s because the film directors were old guys. (With the exception of Ida Lupino, God bless her). Jazz was […]
All Things Thriller 