Here are the next five in chronological order. You can read the original post here. Five More of My Favorite 20 of AFI’s Top 100+ Stagecoach (1939) Though there are moments of visual sublimity in The Searchers (1956), I’ll have to go with Stagecoach here as a personal favorite. I’ve never been much of a … Continue reading There Are Things Swimming In Us That We Love. The AFI Top 100, Part II.
My three-year-old’s versions of Titanic (1997) are more enjoyable for me than the actual movie. Her versions are like the clips of Drunk History I’ve seen. Deep down I knew this wasn’t a movie made for me and there’s nothing wrong with that. Hence the twenty years it’s taken me to sit down and watch … Continue reading My Heart Will Go On and On (And On and On): Some Thoughts on Watching the AFI Top 100 and a List
Over the last few years, I’ve posted mega-lists of works I’m either just starting to chew on or digesting. I’ve tried to write about this more frequently this year. I decided I’d also do a set of mid-year lists of favorites so far. Titles in bold are ones I particularly liked. Animated Interplanetary Revolution (1924) … Continue reading Mid-Year Viewing
Needing to read and release pressure from the finals cooker I selected my Complete Science Fiction Treasury of H. G. Wells and decided to start with some Island of Dr. Moreau. I’ve always liked the cover art to this one and it has nostalgic properties since my late grandmother gave it to me for Christmas … Continue reading It was as if all the pain in the world had found a voice /or/ Kiw da wabbit
Erick Forsyth still is or has been a boxer, bartender, organizer, writer, blacksmith, photographer, and soul disc jockey. He’s probably had a whole range of curious employments I don’t know about. Currently, he’s running The Three Graces Studio, which specializes in blacksmithing and ironwork, wet plate photography, and writing. His ironwork is impressive and photography … Continue reading A Project That Could: Erick Forsyth and The Three Graces Studio
I’m rereading a collection of Bruno Schulz’s writing. It’s dense, lyrical, strange. I had to type up this section below about the reading experience. This reminds me of certain experiences as a young reader, or being an older listener to music of my youth, music that had seemed vital, but only feels frail and false … Continue reading for that single moment we love them ever after
Even Dwarfs Started Small (1970) I expected to not like this as much the second time around, though it’s been about two decades since my first viewing. I think I like it even more. This is not a movie for everybody: cruelty, violence, and an all little person cast, which then throws up the “exploitation” … Continue reading Recent Viewing: February
School is incessant. Essays pile up. Standardized tests becloud the horizon. My feet are unfailingly wet. Either my children have hydrokinesis and practice on my socks, or they are careless around water. Despite the times, Friday saw the release of Jasper Lee’s Mirror of Wind LP. Jasper’s most well-known music is on the score for … Continue reading That Time of Year You May In Me Behold
My Ántonia Willa Cather 1918 A vision of the American West that was already gone when this went to print. I love novels from this period. Cather makes the scenery come alive, similar to what Wharton does in Ethan Frome, though often achieving opposite effects. To oversimplify, one could say Ántonia is hot and Ethan … Continue reading Recently Read: January Edition
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