Attention world: In addition to my writing about movies for fol.lowfoc.us, I have launched with my friend Lewis Manalo a new film criticism site, Split Edit. As such, (A Superhero Named) Tony will begin to have a lot less movie-related writing on it.
And behold: Split Edit on Twitter.
This week’s Movie of the Week is Cat People.
This week’s Movie of the Week is Rififi.
Just posted in the last couple days at fol.lowfoc.us:
// Movie Notebook: RASEN, on the forgotten (and forgettable) sequel to Ring
// Breakfast of Champions, about Jim Jarmusch and Coffee and Cigarettes
Over at fo.lowfoc.us, a new weekly feature, Movie of the Week. This week’s movie: Orson Welles’s Touch of Evil.
See also: Last week’s inaugural, Killer of Sheep.
Jump over to followfocus to check out my farewell to one of the greatest video stores ever, Kim’s Video.
I love a scary movie as much as the next nerd who uses the word “superhero” in a URL — maybe more. Interest in the genre began in my junior high years, the midst of the 1980s slasher franchise trend when Freddy and Jason ruled all and straight-to-video cheapies were bountiful. With that kind of training, I quickly overcame childhood fears and dove in for all the blood and guts I could. Then came Freddy’s Nightmares.
“…the zombie-take-all scenario isn’t just a fear–it’s a fantasy too, exposing our secret desire to guiltlessly blow away row after row of hungry, stupid humanoids, with no repercussions. When is it gonna be most okay to shoot someone in the head? In the zombie apocalypse, that’s when.”
–Program notes for ZOMBIES! ZOMBIES! ZOMBIES!, Thursdays in October at the Silent Movie Theatre.
October is a big month for the Cinefamily. Other programs of interest include The Man of 1,000 Faces, Japanese Ghost Stories, George Romero, Val Lewton, Holyfuckingshit: Evil Children and more. Can’t think of a better way to escape the media mania of election season.
// graphic by Matthew Forsythe for Flak Magazine
“The Tyger” by William Blake, as sung by Allen Ginsberg w/ Steven Taylor & Jim Jones. Recorded by The Jack Kerouac School of Disembodied Poetics, July 1988.
Wherein crossbones mark the spot. c. 2005
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