Coming of age under the influence of 90's films
World War II was never my “thing.” I certainly grew up fetishizing the military like most children of the 80’s did. I went out and played “war” with my friends, had cap guns that looked military issue and even owned an Army helmet that had […]
When I first started this blog back in January I knew there would inevitably be a moment, perhaps lasting a week or two, where I just wouldn’t be able to write anything. Over the months I managed to watch close to a movie a day, […]
When I first walked out of Hoyt’s Cinema after an evening viewing of The English Patient, the first thoughts to inhabit my admittedly overwhelmed mind were “damn, now that’s an adult movie.” Obviously I’m not referring to films that I could’ve rented from Dirty Dave’s […]
I’m not sure I can write this. I damn well know I don’t want to. Thirty years gone from one of our last meaningful interactions and I still avoid the topic as much as possible. But staring at the list of important 1995 films and […]
There is no reason that Dead Man Walking should’ve had a profound impact on my life. If I hadn’t been a burgeoning young film snob I likely wouldn’t have seen it at all, but when Oscar nominations and buzz came around people were talking about […]
How many of you have made a choice and almost immediately knew you’d made the wrong one? We’re not talking about ordering the chicken tenders when you really want a burger, but the life-altering-things-are-going-to-be-different-from-this-moment-on type of choice. Those choices stick with you over the years. […]
It sucks to feel alone. I realize that might not be the case for everyone, but for me, it’s far from ideal. Keep in mind, I’m not saying anything about being alone. Much of my childhood was spent alone, in my room, surrounded by the […]
When I was a senior in high school I met a young man for the first time who had somehow lived near my hometown for quite some time, yet I had never met him. He was an honest to goodness pot smoking mountain hippy who […]
When I was around ten years old I returned home in the early afternoon to find my father having a beer at the kitchen counter. Nothing about this was particularly odd, although having him home at that hour was a little unusual. At that point […]
An argument can be made that it’s not necessary in life to be thought of as “cool” and still have a pretty damn good life, especially when one considers just how subjective “cool” can be. I was one of those kids whose mother once said […]