“No.”

— told to me by a waiter after I ordered a meal that is basically a fresh sticky bun holding fried chicken, a poached egg and sweet tea gravy. The waiter did not elaborate on why, but apparently common sense prevailed in the kitchen.

The Third Track on the BELLFLOWER Soundtrack

is called Fuuuuu.

I mean, goddamn. What more do you need for a film of the year?

natazilla:

this is that thing i started drawing a long time ago! pen and i finished it last night… we started working on it… then my computer broke and we stopped… then remembered it last night and finished it, then that computer broke. i just uploaded it! pen put the whole thing together on the computer… and did most of the voices…. i hope you like it! i think my dad would. i think my dad likes fart jokes, even though he would never admit it. I’M ONTO YOU, DAD!

Things I Would've Written Had I Not Had A Nervous Breakdown in Public and then On The Internet

• Review of Take Shelter.
• Comparison essay of Drive and Bellflower on a representation of “dude" culture being childhood wish fulfillment with muscle cars, violence and looking cool.
• Reviews of The Student, George Harrison: Living in the Material World, Melancholia, 4:44 The Last Day on Earth, The Loneliest Planet, some Nikkatsu films, Wake in Fright and probably something else.
• A Twitter that, as finally told to me during said breakdown, had cost me jobs in the past without me even knowing.

Shockingly, lists still come out fine. It’s just more words that are the problem.

Which is always a disturbing thing to wake up to, I think. Oh well. 

New York Film Festival by The Numbers: Day -1

# of the end of the world according to Abel Ferrera: 444

# of films pre-screened for Press & Industry so far: 24

# of cigarettes smoked on screen today: 20

# of twists in A Separation: 12…ish

# of walk-outs during Twenty Cigarettes: 10

 # of films so far that have an extremely fatalistic and yet poignant view on life: 4

# of walk-ins during Twenty Cigarettes: 3

# of theaters needed for Carnage screenings: 2

# of days until NYFF premieres: 1…(but I’m calling tomorrow Day Zero so Friday is officially Day 1. I am terrible at counting down.)

# of the end of the world according to Lars Von Trier: …no fucking clue how you calculate the size of that planet.