Category Archives: Film

Morality in the Box

“Do you like those ugly concrete boxes?” (add difficult horizontal expression to the eyes and lips, meaning the most supreme contempt) “Well do you?” “What could you ever see in them?” (I start to sweat a little. I don’t want

Morality in the Box

“Do you like those ugly concrete boxes?” (add difficult horizontal expression to the eyes and lips, meaning the most supreme contempt) “Well do you?” “What could you ever see in them?” (I start to sweat a little. I don’t want

My Name Is

I have a paternally inherited urge to see action movies. It’s perhaps the same compeller that drove David Foster Wallace to read every sports person’s biography he could put his hands on, knowing beforehand of his inevitable disappointment at the

My Name Is

I have a paternally inherited urge to see action movies. It’s perhaps the same compeller that drove David Foster Wallace to read every sports person’s biography he could put his hands on, knowing beforehand of his inevitable disappointment at the