I KNOW WHO KILLED... MY EVENINGFor many, the movie theater has a sanctimonious appeal. They're Cathedrals of distraction and we express our devotion to them by attending their flickering sermons in the dark, on a weekly basis. Once there, our experiences are steeped in tradition - from what we eat and when we eat it, to where... More..
Jack and Jill Go To the BeachThe seed was sprouting roots again."We're here".Jack lifted his head up slowly and rubbed his eyes against the unwelcome glare of a late June sun. They had completed the journey in a somber silence, he with his head down and eyes closed, bobbing lifelessly with the movements of the tiny car, thoug... More..
the tides they are a changingI want to scream I want to write I want the world to hear the trembling of my rusted soul but all I can do is lie in bed and stare at the hairs on my arm, occasionally mustering up the conviction to open a book, or a laptop to strain through a movie chosen in the poor taste of brighter moods. I wa... More..
Riding the ripple of controversy surrounding its gratuitous misogynistic sequences, the latest "torture porn" flic arrives in theaters this week on the heals of Hostel II's dismal box office performance. Stubbornly hoping to breath new life into a shallow sub-genre of horror that possesses no real capacity to evolve (beyond s... More..
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