Showing posts with label Movies and Television. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Movies and Television. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 30, 2008

Wrasslin with Mortality


Watched The Wrestler last night. T'was entertaining. A nice comment on our Immortality Projects a la Ernest Becker and The Denial of Death. You know, the whole "human civilization is ultimately an elaborate, symbolic defense mechanism against the knowledge of our mortality" kind of thing. Julie and Sam are out of town, but I'm feeling too groggy to revel in my bachelor living or fully pursue my own futile immortality projects such as "spiritual practice," "art," "teaching," and "getting off my ass from eating chips and playing Wii to do something useful like cleaning up the damn house."

Monday, December 22, 2008

Yeah, okay, it's pretty much the best show ever


Whew. 5:20 p.m. and just finished the last episode of The Wire. I did a midnight-5:00 a.m. shift for the first 5 episodes and then started back in around 11:00 a.m. today. Dang. If all those police and criminals can stay out all night carrying on, then I should damn well be able to sit up on my couch with a half-rack of Coke and some Doritos, fool. As people with greater critical faculties will tell you, it's one of the best shows ever. If you don't believe me, check out Warren Hedges' Immanent Domain post on The Wire. I'd say, it's right up there with The Golden Girls, and Omar Little is the Wire's Estelle Getty.

Okay, that is a fair amount of television to put down in 17 hours, but you know that's how I do. So I think I'll stagger out of my room and try to talk to a person that's not on a screen.

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

argh Paul Benedict



Dang. Now Paul Benedict who brought us both the Mad Painter from Sesame Street and Bentley from The Jeffersons has died. Grrrrrr. Damn cold, stupid universe.

Tuesday, September 9, 2008

Been a bit


And a good summer. Building a shack in the back yard, riding bikes with Sam, all-night Battlestar Galactica and Spore jags, working on an animation with Casey and Jennifer, on-going mid-life crisis--sorting through death and personal-cultural responses to it. Good times. School looms, but bring it on. Also, I haven't checked blog or email for about a month. My apologies. This is a background in progress from the in-progress animation. Silky. Me want draw more landscape outside, but me too afraid to tremblingly confront me inadequacy before pulsating expansive nature.