I checked out the new Quentin Tarantino film Once Upon a Time in Hollywood. Regardless of what the professional movie reviewers had said about it, I was expecting many of the usual artifacts QT keeps on the dusty shelves in his manic, movie museum mind.Knowing the basic plot description, I was expecting cool dialogue,... Continue Reading →
THE ANGRY WORLD: A Final Transmission from GUN 929
Ghost ship dawn in the desert Cold and still placid corpse on a marble slab Smoking a joint at the airport perimeter Semi-automatic rifle strapped around my sore shoulder GUN 929 carved on its stock with a hunting knife Two trinkets of salvation in my jacket pockets King James Bible stained with alien slime dented... Continue Reading →
Film Ramblings:BULLY(2001) Trawling for Trash in an Unclean Suburbia
Larry Clark's Bully is a fascinating, disturbing and sickening film to watch. It plays like an Afterschool Special penned by the Marquis de Sade. It views suburbia as the crusty sheets on a seedy motel bed. A group of aimless teenagers drift through life like plankton in a dirty ocean. They drink, fuck, smoke weed... Continue Reading →
THE ANGRY WORLD: The Death of Fleeting Ghosts
Hangovers storm through with the frequency of cold spring rain Another listless day imprisoned in my car Burning off miles trying to get away from myself People that love me just want to help That is pain I refuse to endure I would rather drink piss warm house gin garnished with herpes I roll through... Continue Reading →
THE ANGRY WORLD: The Loathsome March Winds
The Loathsome March Winds bite like a poisonous spider Icicle fangs dripping with toxic waste from a deserted factory Its frozen webs whipsawing cars on the Causeway Bridge and slicing commuters in half who wait for the delayed LIRR trains My house is pummelled by angry fists from an invisible witches coven Mother Nature can... Continue Reading →
THE ANGRY WORLD: Christmas in Boiler City
A cold drizzle chilled frozen citizens and kept man eating bugs under subway platforms It washed blood and human meat down the sewers littered with discarded ornaments There was no remedy for the cavernous potholes that swallowed buses or crystal meth sharks that chewed up and spit out junkies I stumbled into a liquor store... Continue Reading →
THE ANGRY WORLD: Owner-X, Cosmic Criminal
Drunken revelers soiled the city streets polluted bloodstreams got them acting like scattering ants avoiding a child Celebrating three decades ago when cable news extinguished God to appease politicians who prayed for our worship I stuff my backpack with contraband Bukowski, Bradbury and The Bible A rusty revolver and damaged ammo Forbidden by a faceless... Continue Reading →
THE ANGRY WORLD: Happy Hour in Boiler City
On the deadest of dead end streets I drunk stumbled into a dark and lonely saloon Gingerly rubbed my bloodshot eyes that had gone piss yellow On an empty dance floor filled with starry night dreams Christ was on the cross smoking a cigarette Dude exhaled a smokey blue crown of thorns Looked at me... Continue Reading →
THE ANGRY WORLD: Strong Tequila in Boiler City
The sewer spit out mutant worms Conquering Boiler City in a New York minute imitating a rabid army of Visigoths legalizing anarchy Death pouring out of their slimy segmented bodies lined with teeth or claws and biological weaponry Slithering through streets filled with garbage and crime crushing buses and cars with the glee of an... Continue Reading →
Film Ramblings:DEAD SILENCE(2007) Conjuring Up Some Creepy Dolls
Watching some scenes in James Wan's Dead Silence, I felt like a tarantula was slowly crawling down the front of my trousers. Like getting molested by some sinister circus freak, cold shivers twisted my body like my privates were hooked up to a live car battery. Dead Silence showcases Wan and writer Leigh Whannell's fondness for dastardly dolls and... Continue Reading →
