There aren’t enough ways for me to thank Sleater-Kinney for returning from hiatus, even if it was to a sleepy hyperreality still needing to be shaken awake with punk power and poetics.
An enduring destabilization of cli-fi, Herman Melville’s metafictional Moby-Dick is a must-read in any format. Dark Horse is working the comics angle.
Let’s turn back to the greatest jam band on the bones, and a master of literary horror, reanimated.
Although he is one of the most immediately recognizable directors in film history, David Lynch originally wanted to be an artist.
Halloween found me wishing happy birthday to the one and old only Ralph Bakshi, whose anti-sermon shook the toonscape.
Adults and children rarely see the Real World as it is, much less as it should be. If what they see is what makes them who they are, then they should watch Peace On Earth before every new year.
It is no irony that Jackson’s cinematic adaptations of Tolkien’s work have arrived in a world at war
“Tesla’s true story is more surreal than any fictional account I’ve seen of him.”
A psychokinetic steampunk upgrade with a fearless female hero leading the charge.
Happy Halloween! Looking for a nicely timed freakout?
The situation is made worse by the bot’s relationship with the hottest human cheerleader in school, and by his realization that he can analyze Jackson Pollock‘s splatter art in multiple dimensions but still can’t penetrate its meaning.
What gets lost in the remake’s dark dissection of human relationships complicated by ubiquitous surveillance and callous commodification is, simply put, ambition.
By the time The Age of Stupid‘s flashbacks are over and the viewer is stuck in a ravaged 2055, the urge to do something immediate is palpable and powerful.
The Iron Giant is beyond naivete or political correctness. It’s a hilarious, tear-jerking and sci-fantastic analysis.
The movie took cyberfiction staples like those found in William Gibson’s Sprawl trilogy and mashed them together with anime, wire-fu, postmodernism, metaphysics, Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland, Jean Baudrillard’s Simulacra and Simulations, and a torrent of other texts and contexts.
It takes nerve to craft a horror story about children in this day and age.
Bye seeing you.
David Lynch’s Absurda Studio releases a compilation of his weirdest work.
The actual band that performed Little Tibia and the Fibias’ most excellent “The Mummy” has yet to be identified.
From Nelson Riddle and Prince to Danny Elfman and Siouxsie and the Banshees.
It’s a dream world now. But like I always say, everybody has access to a piece of paper and a pencil. But how many great stories are written?
we may never experience this kind of cinema storytelling again in our lifetime.
Gibson, as Neale’s documentary is happy to point out, is so much more than the father of cyberspace.
I like great simplicity in all my work. I don’t like lots of florid detail.”
that rare nuclear holocaust flick you can watch with the kids.