Friday, October 16, 2015

Half way Through Film Review

October is half way finished and I have yet to provide all of you loyal Cloggers with a proper horror movie to "Netflix and chill" to.  


A Girl Walks Home Alone at Night is sure to get you laid, but also a subtly brilliant movie.  As far as I'm concerned this little gem is perfect for a romantic evening with your "bae."  What could be better than a Persian vampire Film Noir shot in Southern California?  Oh I dunno, maybe one with an eerie soundtrack, tense methodical pacing, and even a dash of skateboarding.  Did I mention A Girl Walks Home Alone at Night is literally available right there on Netflix?!  No need to say thank you, just think of me as you are lighting up your post sex smoke.  Actually please do not, because that is strange.          

Saturday, October 10, 2015

The Elders Foretold of Such Things



It is around this time of year, when the daylight hours shrink down to slivers and the leaves turn a fiery red, that you can take an evening stroll through Downtown San Jose and feel the presence of souls trapped between this world and the next.  They say if you stand at the corner of 7th and Reed and listen closely, you can hear a faint voice with a slight southern drawl cry out the name "Napppppoooollllliiiiiiiii."  Like the distant baying of some tormented beast it floats eerily through the tree branches.  This is the howl of Chase Newton's Ghost, and normally it mixes with the sounds of the Autumn wind and goes unnoticed.  But this year the Texas Rangers are back in the playoffs, and with each postseason win Chase's voice will grow louder, his words more pronounced, and his obscenities more colorful.  They say the Mayan calendar predicted a third chance for the Texas Rangers to win The World Series, and that Chase's spirit would at last be at peace.  Until then,

Smashed cell phones,

Skull shaped bottles of tequila,

cursing, 

television abuse,

and irresponsible betting.

But just so we are clear on one thing, when all is said and done,

    


Tuesday, October 6, 2015

Pulling the Rock from my Shoe

Occasionally I will edit some footage together on my computer and let it sit there for an unusually long time.  I wait for just the right moment to set it free into the digital world.  Sometimes the wait grows too long, and the unused edit pesters me like a rock in my shoe.  I go about my daily business as if nothing is bothering me, but there is most certainly a slight discomfort in every step.  Eventually I can hold off no longer, tear the shoe from my foot, and allow the rock to bounce happily onto the pavement.  


Here is a little jagged rock I found in my shoe.