As usual, when trying to sort out my internal problems, i resort to writing about Al Jolson ( Read more... )

is to my surprise a greater work of art than the Sistine Chapel and the Guernica put together. I hate to say it, but Eddie Cantor is kind of a genius.

Work study is such a goddamn joke. Not even in the waste of time sense, it's literally hilarious. When you're not lugging 16mm prints of 'Blow Job' back and forth between NYU and the MOMA, you're sitting around trying to read in between the sound of drills and the sporadic asbestos showers. But construction can't stop, because then we can't move ( Read more... )

It keeps coming to my attention that there is a remake of All the King's Men coming out sometime this year. Needless to say this disturbsme no little, and in fact, quite some. For the usual reasons, a natural aversion to remakes in general and people feeling the need to tamper with perfection (i.e. Silk Stockings >shudder<), and then some more ( Read more... )

-Mom isn't speaking to me, or if she is, very coldly, on account of my not going to prom. I wonder, would she really rather have me go the way i'd go if she knew how I was going (prospectively)? Who's to say ( Read more... )