Writer-director Bong Joon-ho’s follow-up to the splendid creature feature The Host finds him moving from the realm of Ishiro Honda to that of Alfred Hitchcock. It could be argued that he’s still tracking monsters and assessing the damage that they … Continue reading You can stand up or you can run, you and I both know what you’ve done
As the sort of cop-out posts from the past couple of days clearly indicate, this is as extremely busy week for me, making the process of putting word together pretty and cogently to be hard. With that in mind, I’m going to defer to someone else’s older post for today’s musical selection. Luckily, while researching my post at the other site, I stumbled upon a song I’ve been wanting to hear for a long, long time. Enjoy. Continue reading One for Friday: Cheating Off of Someone Else’s Paper
Clowny’s got that right. (I found this elseWeb.) Continue reading You better stop, look around, here it comes, here it comes
Some weeks are so, so busy. This is one of them. When my job gets busy, it often gets busy in highly unique ways. As always, any comic book covers that appear here originate from the Website that justifies the … Continue reading Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands
There’s more where that came from. Continue reading Days are just drops in the river to be lost always
Noah Baumbach has certainly been going to some dark places with his most recent efforts, at least his most recent directorial efforts. He’s also been collaborating with Wes Anderson, co-writing the screenplays on The Life Aquatic with Steve Zissou and … Continue reading Let’s get together and talk about the modern age
Stalag 17 (Billy Wilder, 1953). This unlikely comedy set in a Nazi prison camp has a more famous echo that showed up on CBS around twelve years later. It’s not hard to see why someone might think this could turn into a nifty recurring show. The hook about prisoners of war who’ve cooked up their own unique society in captivity, complete with schemes to dupe the guards and cobbled together contraptions to better hide their small luxuries, is further enlivened by the colorful nature of the characters, a common result when Wilder’s is one of the names on the screenplay. … Continue reading Fraker, Hood, Wilder, Yeatman, Zinnemann
There’s more where that came from. Continue reading With good friends you can’t lose, this could become a habit
There was a lot that I didn’t know about music when I arrived at my college radio station. Without knowing that a microphone with a broadcast capabilities was my destination, I’d spend the prior year or two cramming. I subscribed to Rolling Stone (in part, because Paul Schaffer told me to), I listened to the one local radio station that treated the release of a new R.E.M. record as an event, I stayed up late on Sunday nights to watch MTV’s 120 Minutes. Without really knowing it, I was researching, trying to understand the secret life of music that scooted … Continue reading One for Friday: Scruffy the Cat, “My Baby She’s Alright”
#39 — Barton Fink (Joel Coen (and Ethan Coen), 1991) More than any other filmmakers, the nineties were all about the Coen brothers. At least that’s what it was like for me. There were more influential directors, to be sure, and … Continue reading Top Fifty Films of the 90s — Number Thirty-Nine
Coffee for Two 