Category Archives: Film

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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Were you in …?

Aileen: Were you here in Hiroshima? Louyguy: Of course I was. Aileen: Were you also in Nanking? Louyguy: Yes, I was there too. Many other places as well, all with photogenic names. Aileen: That’s right. How silly of me. Louyguy: … Continue reading

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The books that changed everything

Pretty soon I started reading John Steinbeck, Ernest Hemingway, William Saroyan, Truman Capote, Upton Sinclair and many other American writers. Continue reading

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A look around, departure & let loose poem

so foregoing the white floc and only taking a sip from the
white armagnac that had come by post from that
part of France in a small bottle labeled “eau de
muses” to prevent any kind of customs troubles 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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