So as big of a Bret Easton Ellis fan as I consider myself I had never read Less Than Zero. I know, I know, words like ‘classic’, ‘seminal’ and, well, a lot of other words tend to hover around Ellis’ 1985 debut but I’ve been saving it. I think I tend to find things when … Continue reading
David Lynch’s 1999 film The Straight Story is, to a degree, an anomaly for the director. In a repertoire that thrives on identity usurpation, women in deadly distress and an ever-present nighttime noir the endless expanse of The Straight Story’s rolling Midwestern hills, fields of golden wheat and an almost constant degree of sunlight make … Continue reading
Let’s talk about Survivor. You know, ‘Risin’ Up – Back on the Streets‘. This song defined a generation and it’s about time the goddamn guys who wrote and performed it received the accolades they deserve! Probably the –Hmrph– most important band of the decade of raygun, Survivor was the epitome of hard-working, blue collar rock-n-roll … Continue reading
Re-watching Inland Empire brought on the thirst. Not the thirst for sprite, the thirst for rapper-funded energy drinks or even the thirst for suki suckhouse. No, the thirst of which I speak is none other than the David-Lynch thirst, and once it has its hooks in me I begin eying the collection and my calender … Continue reading
David Lynch’s work is not for everybody. That being said, to many of us Lynch is a master of the cinema, translating odd and often impenetrable images from his subconscious to the big screen and usually scaring the hell out of us while he’s at it. I saw Inland Empire in the theatre’s in 2007 … Continue reading
At what point does an artist become a caricature of themselves? I found myself pondering this question recently while re-reading (for the first time in quite a long time) Frank Miller’s classic The Dark Knight Returns. Uh-oh. Can you see the battle lines being drawn? No, you probably can’t, and that’s because I can’t think … Continue reading
The End. I liked it. I was pretty skeptical for much of the final episode – over the course of it I was becoming increasingly worried that what they were building to was an alternate Universe where everyone from the show would get to live happily ever after together – the dead resurrected, the bad … Continue reading
I’m having one of those days where I fall into the bitstream of the internet and don’t make it out until I have become completely overwhelmed by sheer volumes of amazing music. I’ve been on an album buying frenzy lately – buying and ingesting to the point that I’m burning out new albums I’ve waited … Continue reading
Now with a title like that I ask you ladies and gentlemen, how the hell can you go wrong? You can’t. The Brotherhood of Satan is a perfect example of that subtle style of camera exposition so well-helmed in the early-to-mid nineteen seventies and re-introduced into the vernacular today by guys today like Ti West … Continue reading
No, not the same show. That would have been… insane. Not that the Fuck Buttons weren’t insane, so let’s begin there. Tuesday: I get out of work and hustle up into Silverlake to meet up with my friend Chris. We share beers with some old friends and then head off to the Troubador for the … Continue reading