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I recently learned of a remastered blu ray of ozploitation classic Mad Dog Morgan.  This revelation made me cry tears of joy (because after Mad Dog Morgan all one can do is die).  I hope it works on my blu ray player.  But if it doesn’t…I don’t know, it wouldn’t surprise me I guess nor would it do anything to mitigate my self hatred.  This reminds me of the time I was a city ( a great flood in the maritime city, a tear ran down my cheek while I watched her dance in lingerie) in a music store and found a great copy of The Gold Experience.  I cried tears of joy then (because after The Gold Experience all one can do is die).  Now that the boiling summer is upon us I’ll have to break that album out again and after I buy me a Mercury I’m gonna cruise it (the Mercury) up and down the road while cranking that album and probably an associated single EP, the last of which has my preferred version of the big beautiful hit.  That last little phrase there makes me think of big beautiful women.  In fact very recently – before writing these powerful words – I was watching some Brazilian big beautiful women videos.  Or was I?  the more I learn the less I want to know.  I recently ate soup. 

I see now…the cards…destiny.  Memories playing tricks on all of us.  I would Eve’s Bayou on my list of great movies.  It’s a tremendous piece of work.  adore it.  Naples.  That is the destination.  Naples is the key to everything.  And all at once I realized…permission to idealize…permission to create a construct…something illusory in my mind’s eye.  Something illusory that I will worship and need and fill all my time with…exterminate all rational thought as a great and wise mine once said (there are bugs crawling over everything, in all the corners of the spaces I occupy, is that an accordion I hear playing?).  yes, this double identity, dual identity.  Double…I’m traveling down that oddly familiar and haunting road. 

I found an old note to myself instructing myself to buy old Flash comics on ebay.  I haven’t gone through with that yet.  I never have the BALLS to really do anything. 

I keep returning to the new rose hotel.  This is going to be a central inspiration.  Information.  It’s all about information.  Being talked to by the French or Italians.  Maybe like to learn Italian someday.  Big fan of Italian food.  Blackout again, so similar, works much better than initially believed.  Watched the movie Bitter Rice recently and absolutely loved it. 

Yamila, I swear. 

Goodfellas of course seen before and of course masterpiece.  It’s about comradery!  Years later certain legs would haunt me!

The Villainess was GREAT action.  Loved it.  Never confused despite it being slightly confusing, need to watch again. 

The Handmaiden is GREAT non action movie.  Really cool hip edgy storyline.  Love this one. 

Legend was fine.  Nice makeup and sets. 

Tag was GREAT odd movie.  Have the dvd and need to break it out again.  Something with ice, right?  Really good as I work through the man’s filmography, hate trilogy, right?  This one felt unique its length yet it had a far scope. 

The Player rocked my face off.  It was really…uh..i dunno, hollywood and stuff.  All the right elements, just highly enjoyed, shouldn’t have waited so long. 

Sicario 2: Day of the Soldado was crap UNLESS I grant it a very postmodern existential interpretation it which case it is possibly and likely accidentally great.  good score though a few strong scenes and a great performance by Isabela Moner

Mandy pairs well with a movie from this year about space.  Love this one.  an after midnight movie. 

True Detective Season 3 (8 episodes).  I dig all 3 seasons.  Not sure how to rank. Messes things up in the end but fascinating throughout

All the President’s Men is dense and wonderful and one of a long line of pretty much perfect 70’s movies. 

Burning – often in my head, one of my favorites. 

Creed 2 – eh.  Wish the Russians were given more. 

Widows – unexpected delight says I!  need to buy!

Rocky 4 – utter crap. 

Manhunter – one of my favorite.  Brett Ratner red dragon is awful. This is grand Mann cinema.

Rocky 3 – strikes the right balance of camp and classic Rocky.  I enjoy all the homoerotic subtext as well.

Rocky 5 – not as bad as 4, I can see where this could have been much better, kernals of stuff

Rocky – rightfully deserves its classic status.

Us – the first (but not last) huge disappointment of last year.  Have watched since and stand by that.  Doesn’t work for me.  lifeless. 

I really like the Tennis album I’m listening to right now.  It’s such lovely and comforting pop.  It reminds me of something but I can’t think of what because I’m too stupid.  Also, this river reminds me of another river.  I’m drinking bourbon right now.  Its pointless and stupid to compare but I’ll do it anyway.  Oh, wait, no I won’t. I do like Lady Gaga’s new album.  Still loving Charli’s new album (faithful readers will recall I gave it the much coveted 10/10 score a few posts ago).  I’ve mostly been listening to THE BOSS lately.  It helps during these sweaty blue collar days.  Reading alan moore comic books at night has also certainly helped. 

Going off what I wrote about yesterday, I forgot to mention that of course what may be played off against is very important.  Crucial!  And the current crimson iteration is not to my liking and feels so…cheap and easy and rote.  That would undermine so much and I think this may be a huge reason why I am bizarrely not entirely behind this. Of course nothing is set in stone at this point so it may not even matter. Only time will tell.  Time, patience, the right berries.  Ah, I have it.  Loving echoes from swimmer.  And one of a kind.  Giants.  So lovely, one of a kind.  Giving me the...

Regret not..when I had the chance.  Maybe some day again. 

I ate ham sandwich for breakfast.