at least in heaven i can skate
Hsiao-kang speaks to his fathers ashes assuming that his ghost still clings to its edges with his celestial fingertips, giving him a much needed warning when they are about to enter a tunnel. His father is soon to be reincarnated as mice and fish and walls and maybe even time, his mother says. Hsiao-Kang pisses in bags and lackadaisically sells watches. Shiang-chyi enters the game at this point. They meet when she wants to buy a watch and he sells…
"Well he's got all the money in the world, but there's one thing he can't buy... a dinosaur."
— Dr. Richard Hammond
all i want, as a "cinephile", are films with dinosaurs in them, films with jeff goldblum in them, films in which san diego is descended upon by something voracious like a t-rex or capitalism or amanda bynes. Only like 1% of films have dinosaurs in them, it happens every year and we as a global consciousness are letting…
— Ronald Reagan
don't let anyone undersell it to you, it is ridiculously hard to find the clitoris on a television set. he finds himself telling women things. the women already know, but they let him ramble on anyway. she wants the goods but he's painted double yellow lines around everything even remotely resembling a phallus in the tri-state area. he finds maintaining a conversation with an attractive human being a circular expedition, one minute he's hailing a cab…
"you should not have destroyed the great phallus."
— Jess Franco
he's not sure where he is but he's sure that to some extent he's conscious, striking things from the tables of his esteemed colleagues with his priapic wonder, home-runs on certain occasions, he wants to be good but the blueprints were on the ipad and the damn things out of juice again. he makes a cocktail,
post-poning the holidays won't…
I always manage to get incredibly anxious and wary over the prospect of rewatching the films that I love. To the point where my favorite films intimidate me, they scare me. Because if I saw such a clear reflection of myself in them at one point in my life what if when I look back into them I can't see my reflection anymore? What if I changed and didn't notice? What if the love I felt so strongly before turned…