January 2012
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December 2011
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The Cement Garden (1993)
November 2011
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I am five back issues of mid-2000s 10 Men magazine certain my neighbor is some sort of park/creek trailside slayer.
October 2011
5 posts
If my high school guidance counselor could see how much money I just spent on magazines, she’d ask me which girl from the 2006 cheerleading squad did I just sell into white slavery.
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September 2011
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August 2011
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“Outside the party the paparazzi have arrived. They do not have to chase anybody — there is nowhere to run. We are on a dark hillside in the middle of night. “And what would happen,” asks a rueful young director, “If an actor just stood out there all night? Took a photo from every possible angle, naked, told them every last thing they wanted to know. Would that be it?...
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“Ask a Soviet engineer to design a pair of shoes and he’ll come up with something that looks like the boxes that the shoes came in; ask him to make something that will massacre Germans, and he turns into Thomas Fucking Edison.”
-Neal Stephenson’s Cryptonomicon
July 2011
5 posts
In loving memory.
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June 2011
12 posts
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Crash (1996)
Came around after dark, you are nothing but a lark
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Inaugurated Dead President
Several months ago on a witchy weathered California night not unlike the one I write this on, I rediscovered something on YouTube I had thought to be long lost; the commercials I was once so captivated by when they aired on the WB (and elsewhere) on nights in the late 90s. Sometimes whimsical and always crafted to spill into memory, Cotton Incorporated’s late 90s ad run featured portraits of...
May 2011
17 posts
“Ronnie Cooke-Newhouse: Do you care about critics and commentators?
Rei Kawakubo: It would have more meaning for me to hear what critics have to say if their values and their ways of living were deeper and more serious.”
Excerpts from Interview Magazine
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