I remember what you are—scab, totem,
juniper on the side of this house. do you make me
kind? would you like to reach between my doors—
lurid as a milksnake?
I remember what you are—scab, totem,
juniper on the side of this house. do you make me
kind? would you like to reach between my doors—
lurid as a milksnake?
Mr. Butterchips takes on gun nuts in Alex Schumacher's latest strip.
I catch coldness here, I hold the glitter. can we agree
to forget this? forget last night with my cocktail, my
caring so much for so little in my hand? today, I awaken
how it loves its own silky skin, goes mad
for the taste of its own salt-blood.
She wished they’d realized this before she’d traded in her elastic-waist pants for less flexible slacks. In hindsight, maybe she shouldn’t have pulled out her harmonica when asked about hobbies. Anyway, at some point during her drunken escapades, this flyer had appeared in her lap.
In case you aren’t aware, pretty much every publication has a list of people they refuse to work with. This is not something that should be made public, though some less than desirables insist it’s only right, and that blacklists themselves are a form of censorship.
Gabriel Ricard talks Oscars, Black Panther and classic noir cinema in the latest edition of Captain Canada's Movie Rodeo!
The village once quiet and ordinary was now stained with blood and it was only 5 p.m. It was going to be a long day, and the good kind of long—the kind that was lengthy in its celebration at the bar, the kind that ended with cheers.
I gasp in utter horror at my freckles/mistake them for unspecific bugs/just ignore the data usage warnings
Carefully I parcel them up,
the shreds and remnants,
the shards, now powerless
of all your seething selves.
Warlords are avaricious; they care only for honey.
Houses the beehives on fire; eggs, larvae – all gone.
Everything about her
in thin layers.
The faint beat of her heart.
In the wake of the mass shooting at Marjory Stoneman Douglas High School, M.G. Poe examines the complicated issue of gun control in America.
Critics and audiences are divided on Alex Garland's Annihilation, starring Natalie Portman in a very Natalie Portman role. Also, we take a look at other fantastical movie settings and give some final Oscar picks in this episode of Drunk Monkeys Radio!
Brian O’Malley’s (Let Us Prey) sophomore effort cements his reputation as a horror director with old school tendencies. Like Ti West’s The Innkeepers, The Lodgers relies heavily on character, deliberate pacing, and atmosphere, even though the payoff is poorly executed. Set in 1920s Ireland, twins Rachel (a standout Charlotte Vega) and Edward’s family estate is haunted by a presence which imposes three rules upon them: be in bed by midnight; never let a stranger enter; don’t try escaping, otherwise the other’s life will be endangered. Viewers demanding visceral, bloody thrills will be disappointed; others, like myself, may be briefly entranced.
It’s a miracle how effective The Housemaid remains after being at the mercy of Vietnam’s film censorship board. Set on a 1953 Indochina rubber plantation, a young woman named Linh is hired as a housemaid but falls in love with the owner, Captain Laurent, whose dead wife haunts the plantation. Some writing and pacing issues thankfully don’t detract from its strong acting, set design, and chilly atmosphere. Currently, director Derek Nguyen is arranging a remake set in America’s Reconstruction-Era Deep South, which will potentially feature an entire African-American cast and crew. Now that is a remake I want to see.
It pains me to imagine how many great sci-fi movies we'd have from writer/director Alex Garland if he escaped Danny Boyle's grasp sooner. Ex Machina set the standard, but Annihilation is a much more ambitious beast. The film's genetic makeup is all kinds of screwy. It's H.R. Giger fused with Joseph Conrad. For each intellectually stimulating sequence, there’s a terrifying one closely on its heels. It’s a thrilling ride that hits a few bumps towards the end, but Garland deserves massive praise for bringing this much audacity to the mainstream. It’s hard-nosed, adult Science Fiction with a capital "S".
Ryan Coogler's Black Panther is a sensation - is it the best Marvel film yet? We discuss that, and the worst Oscar picks of all time in the latest episode of Drunk Monkeys Radio!
Ryan Coogler has proven time and time again that he understands the delicate relationship between a black man and their son. An otherworldly connection, sharing both the strengths and demons throughout the bloodline. This aspect of parenthood is explored in Black Panther. Aside from the nuances, amazing plot twists, and sheer entertainment of the film, there are several call backs for the trained eye: a brief Lion King moment, Angela Basset giving us Storm vibes, and jokes that only the Black community would appreciate. Surpasses all expectations. History in the making. Top five Marvel film of all time. Wakanda forever.
All the dead unworthy
of a vigil because of
the place where they died