Ok so I wrote the following for Deathscribe 2011—which is, for those who came in late, a contest for live performances of original short – horror themed – radio plays. And since your friend and humble narrator was once again  rejected. Which is getting to be an annual event where this particular contest is concerned. So anyway, Until

Ok, it sucks to have to write what I’m about to write and to be to completely honest, I suck for having decided to write it. But there are things that need to be said in no uncertain terms and things that simply cannot be societally tolerated under any circumstances and you and I are

Are You So Much a Fucking Loser, You Can’t Tell When You’ve Won? One or two of you may just recall my attempt to describe a certain – mostly useless –portion of the American Left in terms of the profoundly negative effect said sect and it’s quasi religious belief system evidences whenever it rears its

Guys, I have a question and it’s not really an earth-shattering question but it’s been on my mind so here goes: It’s weird that We Are the Night (aka Wir Sind Die Nacht) is an anti feminist, anti lesbian, lesbian vampire film … isn’t it? I mean, it is odd, that a pair of screenwriters and a

Ok so there’s this post debt ceiling budget deal post up at The People’s View called: Paul Krugman is a Political Rookie. Or How Barack Obama Left John Boehner Holding the Teabag, Again. And it’s interesting and nice to see and all that because your friend and humble narrator here is as you may have

Ever since being basically forced to sit through the otherwise utterly forgettable Tom Hanks vehicle  Larry Crowne (what, don’t judge … that said forced) I’ve kinda been wondering if Gugu Mbatha-Raw’s Talia was the black “manic pixie dream girl” the folks over at Racialicious have kind of sort of been searching for-asking about since mid

Hadn’t exactly occurred to me before Alyssa Rosenberg wrote this post espousing the virtues of the unbelievably tripped out Jim Shooter Dazzler treatment that’s been floating around the internets all week, but in addition to being Baz Luhrmann on peyote and maybe some crystal meth insane (but in a good way) the aforementioned treatment-approach solves

Ok so there are two things on your friend and humble narrator’s mind today. First … the question of how to effectively respond to the sorry spectacle of Cornel West having engaged in a petty fit of (anti President Obama) pique that was – in no uncertain terms – a full throated defense of the sclerotic community

Back when I first saw Neil Marshall’s Centurion something struck me as odd. Not bad odd you understand but odd as in off and or inexplicable odd. It wasn’t until months later when I found myself watching a representative slice of this film called Lesbian Vampire Killers that the odd thing in question began to

This is going to be one of those rant post that started off as one rant and ended up as another. You see, the other day Alias (the show not the series) came up in conversation with a buddy of mine who’d never seen it. And over the course of singing the praises of its