I didn’t know what a brute I was
Today, I will once again direct you elsewhere. Continue reading I didn’t know what a brute I was
Except in parts when the moral kicks in
I definitely think the Hollywood Foreign Press Association got one of the Best Performance by an Actor in a Motion Picture – Drama nominees right today. To see more of my thoughts on that particular performance, I must direct you … Continue reading Except in parts when the moral kicks in
Top Fifty Films of the 90s — Number Three
#3 — Pulp Fiction (Quentin Tarantino, 1994) Before he was a brand, Quention Tarantino was just a filmmaker, and when Pulp Fiction arrived in 1994 he still had the capacity to surprise. It was only his second movie, after all. … Continue reading Top Fifty Films of the 90s — Number Three
College Countdown: 90FM’s Top 90 of 1989, 66 and 65
66. Syd Straw, Surprise Syd Straw originally intended to go into the family business. When she moved to New York City at the age of nineteen she planned to become an actor like her father Jack Straw, whose most significant credit was a supporting role in the 1957 film The Pajama Game. Before long, Straw decided that she might be better off pursuing a singing career, a decision that quickly yielded dividends when she earned a prominent place in the ever-shifting line-up of Anton Fier’s band The Golden Palominos. That in turn helped her make plenty of impressive connections so … Continue reading College Countdown: 90FM’s Top 90 of 1989, 66 and 65
It’s not quite the way to say your goodbyes, it’s not quite the way to behave
I think it’s embarrassing that Hollywood is looking to children’s toys and games for inspiration, but I now think I’d be okay if French cinema followed suit. (Due credit: I discovered this thanks to a Tweet that justified my Twitter account all by its lonesome.) Continue reading It’s not quite the way to say your goodbyes, it’s not quite the way to behave
One for Friday: Pere Ubu, “Oh Catherine”
Pere Ubu was one of those bands I couldn’t quite wrap my head around when I was at the college radio station. This was partially because the station’s music library, my giant encyclopedia of sonic wonders pressed into individual vinyl volumes, wasn’t especially well stocked in efforts by the Cleveland band, especially lacking in those releases that would be considered seminal like The Modern Dance or Dub Housing. But, truth is, I may have been so lacking in background knowledge about the group that they could have been there and I wouldn’t have known to give them a listen. Also, … Continue reading One for Friday: Pere Ubu, “Oh Catherine”
Top Fifty Films of the 90s — Number Four
#4 — Schindler’s List (Steven Spielberg, 1993) In Empire magazine a couple of years ago, Francis Ford Coppola condescendingly asked Steven Spielberg (buffered by the safe distance afforded by an interlocutor) if he was going to ever make a “personal” … Continue reading Top Fifty Films of the 90s — Number Four
Them gasoline boys downtown sure talk gritty
To check my current facility with sentence structure and grammar and junk like that today, you’ll need to look elsewhere. Continue reading Them gasoline boys downtown sure talk gritty
Mighty Marvel Checklist Hyperbole Check: The Incredible Hulk #138
As part of our ongoing consumer service for those who may be considering buying comic books published nearly forty years ago on the basis of entirely outdated promotional boasts found nestled within the pages of mighty Marvel mags, we examine … Continue reading Mighty Marvel Checklist Hyperbole Check: The Incredible Hulk #138
When all the fires are fanned, when we’re shucking our plans, when we’re too weak to stand on our two feet
Danny Boyle makes the worst movies that I kinda like. 127 Hours is drawn from the actual experience of Aron Ralston, an outdoors enthusiast who gained fame in 2003 when a solo excursion to Utah’s Bluejohn Canyon went awry, leaving … Continue reading When all the fires are fanned, when we’re shucking our plans, when we’re too weak to stand on our two feet
