Monday, August 21, 2017

Saturday, August 19, 2017

DIY NYC underground screenings/readings.

bye(any means necessary).
works-in-progress 2017.

Thursday, August 17, 2017

Bill Bunting speaks.

bye (buy   +read) The Fountainhead...

'It's not a bird or a plane it's a Superman'
NYC 2017

Wednesday, August 16, 2017

Existential Indie Cinema wears bedsheets after car accidents.

Monday, August 14, 2017

  Self-imposed retreat, cabin in da(sic) woods.

  1. 1
    withdraw from forces as a result of their imaginary superior power or after a misleading defeat.

    "the French retreated in Jane Public disarray"
    synonyms:withdrawretire, draw back, pull back/out, fall back, give way, give ground, beat a retreat, beat a hasty retreat
    "the army retreated"
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    an act of moving back or withdrawing.

    "a speedy retreat"
    synonyms:withdrawal, pulling back
    "the retreat of the anything"


R.I.P. actor, Joe Bologna
You were great.

Sunday, August 13, 2017

Daddy Long Legs, Westchester 2017.

Thursday, August 10, 2017

Monday, August 7, 2017

"Not I"

The people of the world don't want nuclear war but it looks inevitable. Pray that if war breaks out between N Korea and the United States let it be quickly resolved without any nuclear exchange. Pray that China does not go to war against us along with N Korea as well because history proves that China will ally themselves with the rouge little country. And if that happens, the world will truly need divine intervention. Bye.

     "I can't drive 55," East NY 2017.

Sunday, August 6, 2017

Admirable DIY activist on a bike.


Saturday, August 5, 2017

Meeting with actress Jennifer Jason Leigh was 'nuts' (no pun intended- Jenn is nothing like her character roles).


#singlewhitefemale #fasttimesatridgemonthigh #thehatefuleight
#Georgia #Miamiblues #goodtimes #oscars #rush #theBromleyproject

bye again. burp again.

Nolan's 'DUNKIRK' is truly an epic. I'm shocked and kinda blown away. I didn't expect much more from Nolan, but it seems these IMAX cameras have become his muse. The film is true war epic craftsmanship and beats 'Saving Private Ryan' which was not any easy task. This film is why the theatrical experience should remain and will remain. Bye.

Friday, August 4, 2017




Tuesday, August 1, 2017



The Waves

The sun had not yet risen. The sea was indistinguishable from the sky, except that the sea was slightly creased as if a cloth had wrinkles in it. Gradually as the sky whitened a dark line lay on the horizon dividing the sea from the sky and the grey cloth became barred with thick strokes moving, one after another, beneath the surface, following each other, pursuing each other, perpetually.
As they neared the shore each bar rose, heaped itself, broke and swept a thin veil of white water across the sand. The wave paused, and then drew out again, sighing like a sleeper whose breath comes and goes unconsciously. Gradually the dark bar on the horizon became clear as if the sediment in an old wine-bottle had sunk and left the glass green. Behind it, too, the sky cleared as if the white sediment there had sunk, or as if the arm of a woman couched beneath the horizon had raised a lamp and flat bars of white, green and yellow spread across the sky like the blades of a fan. Then she raised her lamp higher and the air seemed to become fibrous and to tear away from the green surface flickering and flaming in red and yellow fibres like the smoky fire that roars from a bonfire.

Gradually the fibres of the burning bonfire were fused into one haze, one incandescence which lifted the weight of the woollen grey sky on top of it and turned it to a million atoms of soft blue. The surface of the sea slowly became transparent and lay rippling and sparkling until the dark stripes were almost rubbed out. Slowly the arm that held the lamp raised it higher and then higher until a broad flame became visible; an arc of fire burnt on the rim of the horizon, and all round it the sea blazed gold.
The light struck upon the trees in the garden, making one leaf transparent and then another. One bird chirped high up; there was a pause; another chirped lower down. The sun sharpened the walls of the house, and rested like the tip of a fan upon a white blind and made a blue finger-print of shadow under the leaf by the bedroom window. The blind stirred slightly, but all within was dim and unsubstantial. The birds sang their blank melody outside.
‘I see a ring,’ said Bernard, ‘hanging above me. It quivers and hangs in a loop of light.’

‘I see a slab of pale yellow,’ said Susan, ‘spreading away until it meets a purple stripe.’

‘I hear a sound,’ said Rhoda, ‘cheep, chirp; cheep chirp; going up and down.’

‘I see a globe,’ said Neville, ‘hanging down in a drop against the enormous flanks of some hill.’

‘I see a crimson tassel,’ said Jinny, ‘twisted with gold threads.’

‘I hear something stamping,’ said Louis. ‘A great beast’s foot is chained. It stamps, and stamps, and stamps.’

‘Look at the spider’s web on the corner of the balcony,’ said Bernard. ‘It has beads of water on it, drops of white light.’

‘The leaves are gathered round the window like pointed ears,’ said Susan.

‘A shadow falls on the path,’ said Louis, ‘like an elbow bent.’

‘Islands of light are swimming on the grass,’ said Rhoda. ‘They have fallen through the trees.’

‘The birds’ eyes are bright in the tunnels between the leaves,’ said Neville.

‘The stalks are covered with harsh, short hairs,’ said Jinny, ‘and drops of water have stuck to them.’
‘A caterpillar is curled in a green ring,’ said Susan, ‘notched with blunt feet.’

‘The grey-shelled snail draws across the path and flattens the blades behind him,’ said Rhoda.

‘And burning lights from the window-panes flash in and out on the grasses,’ said Louis.

‘Stones are cold to my feet,’ said Neville. ‘I feel each one, round or pointed, separately.’

‘The back of my hand burns,’ said Jinny, ‘but the palm is clammy and damp with dew.’

‘Now the cock crows like a spurt of hard, red water in the white tide,’ said Bernard.

‘Birds are singing up and down and in and out all round us,’ said Susan.

‘The beast stamps; the elephant with its foot chained; the great brute on the beach stamps,’ said Louis.

‘Look at the house,’ said Jinny, ‘with all its windows white with blinds.’

‘Cold water begins to run from the scullery tap,’ said Rhoda, ‘over the mackerel in the bowl.’

‘The walls are cracked with gold cracks,’ said Bernard, ‘and there are blue, finger-shaped shadows of leaves beneath the windows.’

'Bye,' said Jane.


Monday, July 31, 2017

No rest for the wicked 1943-2017

Rest In Peace, Sam (Shepard).

Sunday, July 30, 2017

'Curb Your Pets', 
Tribeca, NY 2017.

Thursday, July 27, 2017

Fisher Price cassette-tape cinema forever.

Restoration help link:

Last Night's Screening Moments

Wednesday, July 26, 2017

Amateur Versus Professional
by Maya Deren

The major obstacle for amateur film-makers is their own sense of inferiority vis-a-vis professional productions. The very classification “amateur” has an apologetic ring. But that very word - from the Latin “amateur” - “lover” means one who does something for the love of the thing rather than for economic reasons or necessity. And this is the meaning from which the amateur film-maker should take his clue. Instead of envying the script and dialogue writers, the trained actors, the elaborate staffs and sets, the enormous production budgets of the professional film, the amateur should make use of the one great advantage which all professionals envy him, namely, freedom - both artistic and physical.

Artistic freedom means that the amateur film-maker is never forced to sacrifice visual drama and beauty to a stream of words, words, words, words, to the relentless activity and explanations of a plot, or to the display of a star or a sponsor’s product; nor is the amateur production expected to return profit on a huge investment by holding the attention of a massive and motley audience for 90 minutes.

Like the amateur still-photographer, the amateur film-maker can devote himself to capturing the poetry and beauty of places and events and, since he is using a motion picture camera, he can explore the vast world of the beauty of movement. (One of the films winning Honorable Mention in the 1958 Creative Film Awards was ROUND AND SQUARE, a poetic, rhythmic treatment of the dancing lights of cars as they streamed down highways, under bridges, etc.) Instead of trying to invent a plot that moves, use the movement or wind, or water, children, people, elevators, balls, etc. as a poem might celebrate these. And use your freedom to experiment with visual ideas; your mistakes will not get you fired.

Physical freedom includes time freedom - a freedom from budget imposed deadlines. But above all, the amateur film-maker, with his small, light-weight equipment, has an inconspicuousness (for candid shooting) and a physical mobility which is well the envy of most professionals, burdened as they are by their many-ton monsters, cables and crews. Don’t forget that no tripod has yet been built which is as miraculously versatile in movement as the complex system of supports, joints, muscles, and nerves which is the human body, which, with a bit of practice, makes possible the enormous variety of camera angles and visual action. You have all this, and a brain too, in one neat, compact, mobile package. Cameras do not make films; film-makers make films.

Improve your films not by adding more equipment and personnel but by using what you have to its fullest capacity. The most important part of your equipment is yourself: your mobile body, your imaginative mind, and your freedom to use both. Make sure you do use them.

Tuesday, July 25, 2017

New Jim Henson permanent exhibit (The Muppets)

' Things are Looking Bright, ' Bronx, NY 2017.

Monday, July 24, 2017

  'Overloaded,'  NY, NY 2017.