Hoo boy. Last night I finally checked out The Machine Girl, the much-talked-about new blood-drenched horror/black comedy schlock-fest by writer/director Iguchi Noboru. In brief - it was god-damn ridiculous. I could almost stop talking there - that is either going to sound like a good time or it isn't - but I guess I'll write down a few more words ( Read more... )

Okay, the guy done the hall is either playing recordings of Chinese karaoke or is, in fact, singing along very loudly, in Chinese. It is physically painful, especially in it's loudness, as it leaks through the hallway and through the outside from his window to mine. So off key. SO off key ( Read more... )