There is less going on in Kuffs than you might think. My original name for it was Iago 2000, but Shakespeare’s people wanted too much for the licensing. My next choice was The Adventures of Shithead, but I had a friend named Shithead and I thought people gave him a hard enough time as it … Continue reading
I’ve been moving into a new apartment for the last few weeks. Tomorrow marks the last day of the month, meaning it is the last day I can spend in my old (far inferior) apartment. The move has been wonderful. The new apartment is just head and shoulders better than the last. I’m in good … Continue reading
Had some company over the weekend: my wife’s longtime gal pal, her 10-year-old daughter and a 12-year-old friend. So Friday night we were trying to pick out a movie to watch, and the girls said they had never seen “Jaws.” I mean, how can you never have seen or heard of “Jaws” — the first … Continue reading
So I took off Friday afternoon, spent the night in Madison with friends, and arrived in Chicago (technically Rosemont) around 11pm (which, just so you know, is two hours earlier then I usually wake up). This year was the busiest, but there were also fewer dealer tables. Most of all I missed seeing my friend … Continue reading
You might get “The Fall”. I just saw it today, it’s produced by David Fincher and Spike Jonze (if that isn’t strange enough) and is worth checking out. I went in not knowing anything about it and enjoyed it quite a bit. Perhaps you’ve all heard of it and I’ve had my head in the … Continue reading
The 1970 film Machibuse (Ambush but often known as Ambush at Blood Pass) is notable for three reasons. One, it features Toshiro Mifune in a character that may have been intended to a reapperance of his Sanjuro character from the Kurosawa film Yojimbo and it’s sequel. Two, its a star studded production, almost the whole cast were … Continue reading
Mini-review of Hearts Of Darkness: A Filmmaker's Apocalypse.
Review on the documentary Bigger Stronger Faster.
So there I was, standing in line outside of the beautiful Majestic Crest Theater on a stifling hot Sunday evening in Los Angeles. I was growing impatient because ever since I heard that the new X-Files picture was going into production a little over a year ago, I’ve been salivating just thinking about what Carter, … Continue reading
Fascism is a subject that seems to plague Clint Eastwood in his crime films. Or perhaps it’s the specter of Dirty Harry that hangs over his Bruce Wayne. It’s hard to say. But it’s also impossible to think Sam Peckinpah would have cast Eastwood if it weren’t for Callahan, and it’s impossible to think that … Continue reading