I had such a huge crush on Sherilyn Fenn back in 1990.

I loved Audrey Horne so much that I watched every shitty movie Sherilyn made prior to and immediately following Twin Peaks: Two Moon Junction (the blond phase), The Wraith (the uncharacteristically tan phase), Just One Of The Guys (the, like, totally bitchin’ phase), Meridian: Kiss of the Beast (the slightly kinky phase), Boxing Helena (the totally kinky phase), and so on.… Read the rest “”

Laura Dern was never my sexual cup of tea, but she made me suspend my disbelief twice in the ‘90s: in Wild At Heart and Rambling Rose. Of the two, RR is the one everyone has forgotten, which is strange, since it was practically designed in a lab for Tumblr.… Read the rest “”

Dead Again (1991)

Strauss: “‘To die is different from what anyone supposes. And luckier.'”
Baker: “That a line from your opera?”
Strauss: “It’s Walt Whitman. I can’t take credit for everything, Mr. Baker.”

I’ve had a shitty couple weeks: got sick, managed to hurt myself while sick —you blood fetishists would have loved it, but I was less amused— and have generally felt like warmed-over garbage.

So instead of dirty stories and provocative commentary from me, you get more pop culture bullshit.… Read the rest “”

Infinity War

Every now and then, I take the dog for a walk in the rain, and I’ll find the trail is empty… the side streets are vacant… even the birds are quiet. The world is still and peaceful beneath my feet, like all the life has been drained from it.… Read the rest “Infinity War”

Any Wednesday (1966)

From my “shit you people have never heard of” list:

Released in 1966, Any Wednesday was already old by the time I saw it as a kid. One of our local TV station managers apparently felt that he needed to squeeze every dime from the licensing fee he paid for the movie, because he ran it in the afternoon, every Saturday for a month.… Read the rest “Any Wednesday (1966)”

Pop Culture Stuff

UnReal is special to me for many reasons, among the biggest being that I identify with Quinn and Rachel more than all of the male characters combined. Shit, I’d be content to be Quinn, and there are only a handful of fictional women who meet that standard.

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sex, lies & videotape is:

still the only Steven Soderbergh film that’s worth watching
one of only two Andi McDowell movies worth watching, neither of which is Four Weddings and a Funeral
part of James Spader’s ongoing attempt to chronicle all the aspects of my personality on film

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domestic–doll:

bedtimestoriesforbrokengirls:

So Kevin Smith had a heart attack —fair warning: if he dies, expect me to go from zero to mid-life crisis in under 24 hours— and Heather Locklear tried to beat up a cop.

My youth had a rough weekend.

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So Kevin Smith had a heart attack —fair warning: if he dies, expect me to go from zero to mid-life crisis in under 24 hours— and Heather Locklear tried to beat up a cop.

My youth had a rough weekend.