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Not a graphic guy. Lots of filmmakers who revere the old studio films are cut away guys

lol PERFECT

one thing i have to say is she should post on bluesky

student introduced to a concept he clearly doesn't know, turns in 5000 words, and leaves the room to go to "band practice" in two minutes me: "excuse me, before you go, this is a less bad than usual." "it's because I used claude not chatgpt."

they got any of these with all the nouns strung into one unpronounceable word

My wife has To Say Nothing of the Dog and Passage and has suggested them to me for a long time. To Say Nothing of the Dog has moved to my future read staging shelf

Gotta do something while we memory hole Uberto Pasolini's The Return

isn't that the thing with the American Revolution, the English could have bombarded American ports indefinitely, but the cost-benefit of a pesky, faraway, resource draining and frankly annoying opponent didn't seem worth it

Watching the cult BBC program The Prisoner (like 1 to 2 percent of Bluesky.) Love that its premise is every episode a TV producer named No. 2 instigates another cunning scheme to modernize James Bond for contemporary audiences.

Taking a long walk on this post

you can see the sort of shine of fat in there, which is making me really hungry

i'd have gotten in trouble for drawing that plane on the baord with chalk in 4th grade

love the look of it. i'll have to make it this week

Yeah, caught that it was chorizo-type right away altho in Texas that means a fattier uncooked ground sausage

This is Trump's Nexus from Star Trek Generations

My opinion which is pretty much gonna get me yelled at anywhere is it's bad that our two parties are 1) basically how Bill the Butcher felt and talked about Ireland and 2) is it even moral to make claims of benefits of statehood at all, in fact is politics or any extemporary expression moral at all?

What's going on, I'm so excited to find out

by the anti-fascist Alberto Moravia* ran out of words

The '51 novel The Conformist by the hero is pathetic. Bertolucci's '70s film, he's still pathetic, but he's embodied by Jean-Louis Trintignant, shot by Vittorio Storaro, and doesn't suffer the fate of the hero in the novel (killed in an air raid) bc it would be too on the nose; thus art becoming lax

A lot of the mid-century European work on fascism (in which the Russians and the Italians were more dapper than the Germans) were digesting real Nazis. Those artists had been there. Modern Nazi tattoos are the remnants of that digestion.