Category Archives: movies

movie bloogin’: phantom of the paradise / goodbye, william finley

bloog, movies, music

I got a movie bloog elsewhere online, but I’ve made exactly one post to it, and now I realize how silly it is to have a bloog over there when I have a bloog over here that I can use for whatever the fuck I want, including movie-type stuff. So here is a movie-type stuff I hand-wrote using real pen and paper at my jerb today, because I was bored and we all got told that we couldn’t be on our smrtfones so much because work. LIKE WTF, THAT IS HOW I KEEP TRACK OF ALL OF YOU DURING THE DAY. I would typically say “YOU’RE NOT THE BOSS OF ME” here, but heh heh, they actually are the boss of me, so YAY GAINFUL EMPLOYMENT I LOVE MY JOB ALL HAIL THE ALMIGHTY DOLLAR DOLLAR BILL Y’ALL.

Anyhow, bloog! Continue reading movie bloogin’: phantom of the paradise / goodbye, william finley →

i consumed a lot of movies last year

movies, owning it, true

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 →

imagine nothing ever changing

blaaag, lol, movies, music, owning it, true

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

homoerotic, movies, music, owning it, questionable

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

crazy old people, food, movies

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 →