My Peacock
It was a shitty day. Not in a bad way, in the literal way—brown, smelly, and unforgiving. But it didn’t stop me from making amends with my peacock. Two moons ago I was with my peacock, drinking down at the Read More …
It was a shitty day. Not in a bad way, in the literal way—brown, smelly, and unforgiving. But it didn’t stop me from making amends with my peacock. Two moons ago I was with my peacock, drinking down at the Read More …
Paul Thomas Anderson is not known for making easy pictures. Even his most accessible film, “Boogie Nights,” finds its way into tough character dynamics, questions of conscience, and outsider morality. “The Master” runs in a similar vein. The protagonists are Read More …
[wooslider animation=”slide” pause_on_hover=”true” slider_type=”attachments” limit=”12″] Spider-Man received the theater treatment courtesy of Bono and co., and the Ninja Turtles once headlined an extra-’90s bizarro rock concert/fight-play in which they came “out of their shells”; so it was only a matter Read More …