So this past weekend I went to HorrorHound Weekend in Columbus, Ohio. It was really amazing and fun and better than Cats. I got to meet a buttload of people more famous than me, including PAM GRIER OMG, and some other people that probably only horror fans would know. Continue reading horrorhound weekend columbus: a thing that happened
Category Archives: movies
why i hate hi-definition
High-definition is not a new thing. It’s been around for a few years now. But I hate it. I think it’s stupid. It’s awful, and it’s making me feel old and crabby. And here is why. Continue reading why i hate hi-definition
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i consumed a lot of movies last year
It’s true. Everyone likes movies (for the most part), but there’s a big difference between being a movie fan and being a film buff. It boils down to semantics, ultimately, but really, there are people who just watch a lot of films and then there are people who absorb film. Who revel in the language of the form. Who make the films they consume a part of their lives somehow.
And other hifalutin’ concepts. Continue reading i consumed a lot of movies last year
the worst part of my day (NSFW)
…is not even that bad in the grand scheme of life, but man was I horrified to open up iTunes tonight to burn a disc for Co-Worker Mark only to see that my ENTIRE ITUNES LIBRARY IS GONE FROM ITUNES. MY COMPUTER ACCIDENTALLY THE WHOLE THING.
Bricks shat in 3…2… Continue reading the worst part of my day (NSFW)
imagine nothing ever changing
Recently, there was a big kerfuffle over Cee Lo Green, whom I love, changing some key lyrics to a really popular song by John Lennon, whom I don’t love but don’t necessarily hate either. I won’t hash over the gory details, because it’s kind of common knowledge by now, but it made a lot of people really, really upset. I mean really upset. Like this morsel of butthurt: Continue reading imagine nothing ever changing
[guilty] pleasures
I’m done with this phrase forever. People who feel like they have to justify their taste in music or cinema by using this phrase: knock it off. I have questionable taste in everything. I’m owning it. I don’t care if everyone knows that I love the greatest hits over the b-sides or that I don’t always go see every subtitled art film out there. In fact, I say: less artsy, more fartsy. Continue reading [guilty] pleasures
the all-day last-minute movie marathon of DOOM
Here I sit on New Year’s Eve, like every other person in the world, in my pajamas and watching movies before they expire from instant watch. It’s sort of been a panoply of cinema, an array of films including Raging Bull and Amadeus and that one about the guy who goes fucking nuts on live TV and becomes a hero and a martyr: Continue reading the all-day last-minute movie marathon of DOOM
