What do you write about when you have nothing to write about? It’s not as if there aren’t pressing concerns. There are pressing concerns everywhere, pressing so tight I’m wearing them like a turtleneck. The problem is there’s no particular urgency at the moment. Like some mutant fish living in the Gowanus Canal, I’ve become normalized to these strange, twisted times.
Read the full post >>I saw Coraline in 3-D last night at Union Square. Dark, fantastical, fanciful, animated- right up my alley and as good a coming-of-age film as I’ve seen in a long time, not that I make these sorts of films a habit but when they’re dark, fantastical, fanciful, I’ll give them a shot (being animated doesn’t hurt either).
Read the full post >>Friday night I met up at midtown with ex-coworker Chris and his girlfriend to go see the Liam Neeson flick, Taken. It was Man on Fire “light”, the diet version of that darker, more extreme film.
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