So Jenny dies of AIDS, right? Spoiler! Although, if you haven’t seen this film yet, fuck off, I don’t feel bad for ruining it for you in the slightest. Back to the topic at hand. It seems the demise of Jenny is up for debate, as I was having a conversation earlier this evening and … Continue reading →
It seems a few folks enjoyed the last entry of “Tarantino-ing,” so I suppose I’ll indulge you in another fantasy rebirth of a dying celebrity career. Today’s chosen one: Ethan Embry. Throw those tomatoes all you want, bitches, but you know it’s true! While I can’t say definitively that the guy has done a whole … Continue reading →
Normally, the sighting of a celebrity is a non-event for me. They are just people, after all, so what do I care, really? And besides, I’ve never met anyone truly impressive. Though getting to shake Gene Hackman’s hand and tell him I loved him in Get Shorty (it was big at the time, along with … Continue reading →
Ok, not really his day, persay, but I’ve been toying with the idea of writing a blog about the idea of Tarantino-ing someone’s career. And who I would choose to do that to, should I be granted the funds to do so. And when I read that bit about his Inglorious Bastards interview, I decided … Continue reading →
So internet connections have been problematic here. As you could have guessed from my magical two week absence. And it bugs me. The things I’ve missed out on since not having television access are staggering. Even worse was the lack of internet. A few things I missed: Madonna and Guy Ritchie splitting (something I would … Continue reading →
The Loom of Fate wants to know, “What the fuck have you done lately?” In which my response is, “When did Morgan Freeman become Samuel L. Jackson? And why are you insulting me?” So I saw Wanted. And not only does James McAvoy insult the audience by dumping a pointless voice-over on us throughout the … Continue reading →
Yes, we went to the drive-in last night. Couldn’t pass it up, really, as it was a double feature of Get Smart and Harold and Kumar Escape From Guantanamo Bay, two films I’ve yet to see but had a vague interest in doing so. The two were sort of perfect films for the drive-in, as … Continue reading →
This isn’t so much a blog as it is a HOLY FUCK moment for me. And an attempt to get more people listening to greatness. I was browsing the iTunes store a few minutes ago and noticed that the new Holy Steady album, Stay Positive, is available early online (the street date is July 12). … Continue reading →
If you live in Chandler, Oklahoma, I hate you. I hate your mom. Your dad. Your brother. Your whore of a sister. And your pets. Fuck your pets. This is about our cross country trip, so if you’re looking for snarky movie chat, look elsewhere. I might dip a reference or two in, but the … Continue reading →
So I’m here now. After a long, long, long drive with a German Shepherd and a surprisingly talented navigator (considering her sex) by my side, we arrived. And then we had no internet. For days. And then a week. And then it seemed like a lifetime since I’d had my fix. Until today arrived. and … Continue reading →