June 2013
Not that I wish death on anyone but why are so many awful, mouth-breathing actors allowed to live while the best ones keep dying young?
I just watched Park Chan-wook’s Stoker and it’s a damn near perfect film. It was more effective at being terrifying / arousing than a vampire story. (Trust me, that’s not a spoiler.) And despite there being an actual masturbation scene in the movie I literally achieved orgasm at least twice during the brief Philip Glass-scored piano duet scene. I’ve only ever seen his Oldboy so Stoker makes me want to go back and check out the rest of his back catalog. Oh, and I couldn’t care less about Wentworth Miller’s pretty face but he needs to be writing screenplays full time. For those who might actually be interested, Stoker would make a nice & creepy double feature with Jonathan Glazer’s 2004 film Birth.
The is the most touching song about a father and a son that I know. (And once you know that it was written by Shel Silverstein it makes perfect sense.)
Russian dashboard videos teach us valuable lessons about evolution by means of natural selection.
