crud (and CIWI19 p. 1)

The mule I consider to be good Eastwood lark.  Maybe slightly more than lark.  Maybe a good bit more than lark.  It feels like a very sweet little coda to a great career.  I do wish he’d do a few more takes sometimes but I understand that’s his style.  There were some pretty and curvy ladies in some scenes too which I loved.  I’m a bad person and I really hate myself.  Once upon a time in mexico is a movie I’ve seen multiple times, one of my all time favorites and has a very specific and special significance to me which I won’t go into here.  it is a deeply important film for me.  I’m sure I’ll watch dozens more times.  It has a really great soundtrack too.  Buy the album!  And cook Puerco pibil!  I made it recently and it turned out good but I don’t really care that much cause I’m not a foodie.  However this trend on these particular entries will not last. 

Cruising I watched while drinking some really awful sangria thing and then I think I watched the gus van sant psycho remake later on when I was drunk.  Cruising I loved though and recently acquired the special edition blu ray.  It really feels like an ominous grim thing now and something which could never be made today.  Love the germs soundtrack too.  Do I qualify?                             

Psycho (remake).  Well looks like I was right.  I grappled with this one for years but now I see it as a bold experiment very much ahead of it’s time.  American Psycho I’ve watched multiple times as I think it is quite hilarious.  I think it is a great book, a true classic, but only a good movie.  The Ritual was a solid horror movie with some effective creepy moments and a monster I dug.  I would recommend it to any horror fans.  The House That Jack Built (theatrical cut) did it’s job well and pretty much what I expected from Von Trier.  Matt gave a GREAT performance and he was scarier than Bale’s Bateman if I have to compare the two.  There is also one very creepy and grotesque image in a fridge that remains etched in my brain.  I really liked this one. 

Death Proof is a movie I just adore and I’ve watched it many a time.  it always makes me hungry for nachos.  I’m a big Kurt fan.  I think this is an underrated gem and I would like a 457 hour cut!  Sideways was a great movie and one I shall return to.  The Last Wave was an odd one.  there was some haunting apocalyptic imagery.  And then I thought of a later period episode of millennium.  I always enjoy things bathing in paranoia.  In Between was a great film.  Honest Stories about women are very appealing.  I need to rewatch this again soon.  They’re not much alike but I have this kind of linked up with Princesas (which makes me cry) in my stupid mind. 

Nico, 1988 is exactly the type of biopic I like.  Great artist too.  I, Tonya of course I’d seen before.  I love it as an examination of the slipperiness of the truth, some good comedy too. 

Blown Away is just 90’s action crap, really bad, the U2 stuff was funny.  Mowgli I enjoyed.  It was an enjoyable version of this tale.  Don’t imagine why I would ever revisit it.  Feel kinda bad for Serkis that his passion project was beaten by the Disney thing.  Children of Men is a great looking movie.  Hisss I actually loved and wish she’d been given the chance to showcase her true vision.  Breaking Up was an enjoyable riff on a familiar thing but I’m partial to these types of movies and the actors.  Don’t think it’s really a hidden gem but it was a good watch.  Glass was by far the best of the trilogy. 

I would rank HBO’s miniseries The Outsider as among the very best of Stephen King adaptations.  Man, La Infernal looked lovely in that recent interview with the Caribbean.  A deadly obsession is taking hold.  My right forearm is growing tight and numb.  I recently started reading a gritty sweaty western novel and I liked the first fifty pages so much I immediately ordered another book by the same author!  That’s bold of me!  I’m getting into George Michael’s music these days.  I’m also finding that avante garde jazz is the only music which can match my current headspace.  Or is it?  The more I learn the less I want to know.  Soon, I’m going to buy a lot of 90’s comic books online.  I think my focus will be more horror gothic stuff or something: Hellblazer, The Demon, Ghost Rider, The Question and Vengeance of Vampirella.  These will be my focuses.  I need to look at lots.  Questions are always scarier than answers.  I think.  Need to read about aardvarks too.  And swamps.  I want to get the separate issues of From Hell.  Man, I love From Hell.  Sand.  Too long without sand. Milica keeps utterly annihilating my best resolve.  

I’m listening to the new Pearl Jam album.  Earlier I was listening to the new Nine Inch Nail albums.  These really took me back.  Yet there is still vitality here.  I’m outlining a new project.  Sometime this miserable fucking month.  I purchased several pairs of pantyhose recently.  I need a sponsor.  Oh encasement. Reverse.  I was watching the newest Sion Sono movie last night.  Apropos of nothing (or is it?) I need to join a suicide club.  Outer Dark did build to an eerie apocalyptic finale.  But I must say I think it’s a bit hypocritical of ol McCarthy to criticize some of the others for…something… magical realism or something.  I don’t know what I’m talking about anymore. 

Oh there was just a glance, a sacred second, a wave.  It was everything.  Camel.  Need to last as long as possible.  Remember descending, powdered blue.  I may again know the jackal who is not the jackal.  Tropical hot dog night had me this week.  And zorn.  Only certain things match my headspace anymore.  I am such a loser.  These days I’ve mostly been subsisting on Candy Bloom videos.  No, that’s not quite the right word.  Because it is joyous.  I’m so very thankful for her.  The other who obliterates my resolve. I am deeply madly truly in love.  I’ll see you at 18 o clock later on.  Oh please let it be so!