Mr. Coombs

Mr. Coombs is living. That's about all he can count on these days.

Fine-Toothed Coombs: Do It For Van Gogh

I almost didn’t get my hands on a copy of Blue Velvet. Not that the film was particularly elusive, I just didn’t feel like expending a whole lot of effort. There was a brief moment where I thought about reviewing a production of The Velveteen Rabbit instead. You know, that story about the stuffed animal who … Continue reading

Fine-Toothed Coombs: On Cinema

So right now I’m three sheets to the wind and I feel like apoligizing. I’m the kind of drunk who feels like shouting their drunken antics to the public. That’s just behind super-rapist as the worst type of drunk. You should have to be forced aware of my antics, and for that I apologize. In … Continue reading

Fine-Toothed Coombs: I Got Nothin'

Gotta be honest, just doin’ this one out of habit. However! Let’s make this fun! Much like site-runner Devin, I have one of them there formspring thingies. So, please feel free to ask me anything. Or, perhaps you’d like to tell me what to talk about next blog. Let’s make this an open forum. Give … Continue reading

Fine-Toothed Coombs: The Lost Blog

At current, I’m drinking a bottle of champagne and listening to ‘Jesse’s Girl.” I consider this the hidden blog. If you read it, good for you. I am spectacularly drunk, moreo than usual. You might be asking, “Why, Devin, why?” but I doubt it. I’m just really drunk. So, I figured I’d post this just … Continue reading