( In case I slip through a time-warp and spend ten years somewhere else and then have to come back to the same moment in my life again and pick up where I left off, here is where I am, right this very second. )

I is tired. I can barely focus. I keep half-nodding off, staring at webcomics or scrabulous games, unable to form the words or make sense of the pictures. It's been a long day, the end of a long week, a week with precious little (idiotically little) sleep.

Man Made, the mediocre found footage stream-of-consciousness 16mm Editing project is done ( Read more... )

The elliptical feature outline went from bones to a little bit of meat tonight, as I watched Hong Sang-soo's Woman Is the Future of Man. Or maybe it'd be more accurate to say it went from a couple of tail bones and a skull to a more complete skeleton. Mixaphorically speaking. It also became a self-conscious gangster story, which I did not see ( Read more... )

Okay, first, it's 4am and I'm not tired. It's been a long day and I know I should be, but I'm not. I'm never tired, or else I'm exhausted and can't sleep. Sleep is stupid. Stupid sleep.

Tonight I watched Hiroshi Teshigahara's Pitfall, his feature film debut and his first collaboration with Abe Kobo, and man, I was really excited by it ( Read more... )

Violence is an absurd but unavoidable part of this world; love is what we all chase, but we all fail to get, or keep, it ( Read more... )