Category Archives: Cinema

Trans Europe Express

I boarded the train in X. Smoking was much more common in those days. In France, in particular, some people would smoke even in nonsmoking compartments. Even though I had a seat reservation, I changed compartments after two men, who … Continue reading

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Oh memory

Trieste, somewhere near Piazza dell’Unità d’Italia, a youngish woman exiting a gelateria with a cone stacked high. Made me think of a sack due to the shapeless brown dress, which seemed to cover a heavy structure. And immediately I thought … Continue reading

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A confession. Sort of.

I know it’s not really an excuse, as if I gave a damn anyhow, but one night when my dad had grounded me and both my parents the jerks were out I got fucking drunk while listening to music and … Continue reading

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The target

“Target is crossing street. Following.” “Love that swaying little ass of hers.” “Shut up, Jeremy.” “Wonder what she’s done that we’re going after her.” “Target keeps looking back, seems nervous.” “Reminds me of Diana. Lady Di.” “Don’t need your puerile … Continue reading

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Slighted again by fate

From the diary of a ducktail pincher Found the bags under my eyes enlarged when looking in the mirror while brushing teeth at around 7 a.m. Went back to bed after some hesitation and slept two more hours. The Italian … Continue reading

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Monica Bellucci II

I won’t deny that the main reason I checked out Agents secrets tonight was that I was curious to see more of Monica Bellucci after Malèna. This 2004 French-language movie, directed by Frédéric Schoendoerffer, turned out to be a taut, … Continue reading

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Holly Brown’s Lonely Life

or: Memories of Stardust Memories “Why am I so alone?” “Loneliness kills in the long run.” Where are the parties of the fifties, which I attended with pointed breast armor, standing in a corner, besieged by five Charlton Hestons and … Continue reading

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