Unless you're some hip independent film director with fabulous hair and a skeletal model girlfriend who likes the heroin, being an outsider can be a lonely endeavor. The social media sect, vengeful Big Tech overlords and preening politicians pontificate on how society is now all inclusive. Anyone that spends at least four minutes a day... Continue Reading →
THE BLOOD CALL by Georges Surdez: Booze is thicker than water
Have we had enough of climbing the walls of our houses, apartments, condos, trailers or whatever the fuck kind of domicile we have been holed up in lately? Are the metaphorical muscles in our figurative arms and legs burned out and exhausted? Why not go outside and get some fresh air? Well, I’m writing this... Continue Reading →
TARMERICA: A Soft Opening for the Apocalypse
Are we chilling at a cocktail party, wearing designer masks and standing six feet apart, celebrating the soft opening of the apocalypse? This glorious shindig takes place in a clinical and creepy art gallery. Vast renditions of this bitch bug hang on its sterile walls, scarier and more surreal than any fevered dream Dali or... Continue Reading →
TARMERICA: Land of the No Tell Motel, Home of the Depraved
I can sometimes play the trope of the obnoxious American. I like to write, drink, read and say all sorts of problematic things that slither into my sinister mind. I've done some shady shit over the years. Stuff that I wouldn't be thrilled for any future girlfriend or employer to find out about. I've found... Continue Reading →
RUSSIAN ROULETTE by Georges Surdez : This is a short story. Gunshot quick.
Russian Roulette is an extremely short story by pulp writer Georges Surdez. The tale is as brief as the muzzle flash from a revolver. One could probably finish reading it by the time a bullet is done bouncing around the insides of a man's skull, shredding the brain into oatmeal, after it enters through their temple. Russian... Continue Reading →
THE ANGRY WORLD: Chappelle’s “STICKS AND STONES” Gives Side-Eye to The Church of the Perpetually Offended
Unless you're still waiting for your 56k modem to open your homepage, you've probably heard the uproar over Dave Chappelle's latest Netflix special Sticks and Stones. Every fat fingered jerk on the internet has weighed in on the subject. Armed with a water gun filled with my own tragic hubris, I've decided to throw my sweat... Continue Reading →
Film Ramblings:CHRISTINE(1983) An American Born Nightmare Machine
John Carpenter's Christine is a film about an American born murder machine. A 1958 Plymouth Fury. The car's model and color are perfect visualizations of this voracious killer that harbors a jealous streak that one would need a thousand odometer clicks to cross. The red chrome glistens like spilled blood as she chews up asphalt... Continue Reading →
A Secret Communique From Mr. Pulp
I am obsessed with Tierra del Fuego. I also love maps and globes. I remember in grade school looking over at the standard public school issue globe on the bookshelves and noticing the southern tip of South America. It was a world away from my home on Long Island. I envisioned what it must be... Continue Reading →
Film Ramblings:MARTIN(1977) Romero’s Tale of Ordinary Madness
"Some people never go crazy. What truly horrible lives they must lead." Charles Bukowski When I go to the cinema of politics to see what shitty movie these fat old geezers have playing, I park my ass on the right side of the auditorium. Living in New York State, about thirty miles east of... Continue Reading →
Film Ramblings:ONCE UPON A TIME IN HOLLYWOOD(2019) The Alternate Realities of Regret and Political Correctness
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 →
ANGER AT THE END OF THE WORLD 