finish the screen

I don’t know where to begin.  I hope you’ll forgive me as I am under appreciable mental strain.  Though I suspect I’ll be writing about these things for a very long time; hopefully this will not be my only chance.  

She said thank you and blew a kiss.  This made me cry too.  I know I am deeply delusional.  What am I talking about?  

I really like Scream 4.  I’ve read 3 Burroughs books now.  Trying to do this shit nice and proper and chronological-like.  I am about to begin The Naked Lunch.  This excites me.  Michael Mann’s Miami Vice movie is quite underrated though I predict its stock will rise in the coming years.  It is a beautiful tone poem of a film.  I hear Scholastic is garbage when it comes to rhyming dictionaries and one should always go with Penguin. I prefer to give up on people because they’ll always disappoint you in the end.  That is simply their nature.  We’re awful.  Awful.  

Danny Elfman was just brought on board to provide the score for Justice League.  This is intriguing.  Elfman of course provided the scores for Tim Burton’s Batman movies and those remain some of my favorite movie scores of all time.  Though in recent years I feel Elfman’s scores have become a bit less…impactful.  This means Junkie XL is out which is a bit sad.  I loved his scores for Mad Max Fury Road and 300: Rise of an Empire and though the score he made (along with Hans Zimmer) for Batman V Superman: Dawn of Justice wasn’t quite as good as those it still had very memorable themes for Lex Luthor and Wonder Woman.  In my fucking opinion that is!  I cannot recall a single thing about Elfman’s score for Whedon’s Avengers: Age of Ultron so I’m hoping he can bring back a little more of the bombast of his earlier work.  Or am i?  Heck, I liked a lot of what he did in Corpse Bride.  What a cute flick!  His Red Dragon score is interesting too!  What a shitty flick!  And his work on Hulk is unique!  What a great write I am, describing something as unique!  I miss the days where blockbusters were filled with grand sweeping memorable scores that were a character in their own right.  The recent Wonder Woman movie had a quite a good score so perhaps this is a good sign?!  I like his Sleep Hollow score.  I’m just gonna throw that in there.  Just throw it right the fuck in!

I’ve had Michael Mann’s 2009 flick Public Enemies on in the background all week.  It’s a film I’ve grown to admire greatly over the years though those who know me best know what an unabashed Mann fanboy I am.  Still, I find Christian Bale gives a great, undervalued and subtle performance here and it is one of the very last times I found Johnny Depp interesting.  Maybe the very last!  More importantly (for me) I adore Mann’s use of digital.  I think I loved it even when it was first released and so controversial but maybe that is my own revisionist history.  What a brave fucking film!  I love it!  I have it on right now and I realize I’ve undersold Depp in this because he’s actually great!  But what the fuck do I know?!  Gorgeous nighttime photography!  Same as Blackhat.  

I cannot keep from sinning.  I’ve got 74 million in cash and I’m writing code.  The question is: what for?  Suddenly and without warning I found myself in Malaysia (this was a stroke of luck as I was previously very worried about being arrested in the States for some war games in Thailand).  I’ve been on a bit of an Ice-T kick lately.  I find him to be a fresh and invigorating voice of the streets.  Fresh may not be the most appropriate of words as I’ve chiefly been listening to his work from the 80’s and early 90’s.  But maybe that’s what makes “fresh” the only word that fits!  I am intrigued by the new Body Count album.  Watched New Jack City the other day.  Seems youthful.  Not fully formed.  Still, Van Peebles has a bouncy, colorful, Lucky Charms or Trix cereal feel that I found playful, fun and frothy.  I sorta get it.  I don’t know.  Bounce bounc like a Yo-Yo.  That was a Vanity Fair reference there.  Not the magazine but to something else.  Red.  Fish.  Now I’m in Jakarta.  I am Mr. Misanthrope.  Richard Misanthrope is my name and I was tasked by secret and covert officials in tweed suits to hunt down three quasi men who previously robbed a data disk with 9000 kb’s of information which could upset not only the national political scheme but also foreign eastern fiscal policy.  I stopped by for a few drinks along the way and had brief  bit o’ fun with a Mexican prostitute.  Then I went home and made a sandwich but instead of eating it I just stared at it for a very long time and then decided it was time to turn in for the night.  Love disc 2 of the recent Purple Rain deluxe.  Electric intercourse.  That last Twin Peaks.  Perfection.  Still waiting on the new Encanto....

Tour dates announced my….  I think I’ll have to take out some money from those low risk mutual funds in which I invested.  Buying ore on the dollar.  Oh we are all so very sad.  Let’s devote the majority of our time to something we don’t care about.  That’s the ticket!  I gots to be careful.  Breach of contract is right around the corner.  It can be truly said that Ecuador has stolen my heart.  Ecuador in all it’s shininess.  Not just there though.  But often there.  I always look for the shine.  Did they play up the rivalry a sufficient amount?  The Jackal has the shininess again.  And opaque black hands.  Red on top.  My precious Rhapsody in Blue was the last great sin (I think).  We’ll never really see each other with the banshees.  But that’s okay.  The birth of evil inside nuclear destruction.  Nuclear birth.  Atomic birth.  I vomited out some eggs.  I wasn’t there when it (he? She?) died.   Her head was bleeding while – 

I don’t have the answers anymore.  I never did.  Haha, how trite, hahaha!