brothercyst: September 2007

Thursday, September 27, 2007

We Go Liquid

Nice cover. Christian TeBordo's We Go Liquid is out now (although Amazon's page for it seems a bit screwy) from Impetus Press. Here it is on too. I've read it (on the plane back from Iowa City this summer) and found it highly pleasing. It has fingers getting cut off with an electric carving knife and so forth. And some other fucked up stuff... you should read it.

Monday, September 24, 2007

Look here: A book called Midnight Brunch by a person whose last name is Acosta. Well, fuck that. My cover isn't going to look anything like this, at least.

Saturday, September 22, 2007

Saw the American Gangster screening. Liked it. Saw The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford. I don't think I can adequately describe how much I loved this movie. Like, with every fiber of my being, and my eyes kind of welled up because it was overwhelming. I made a token attempt on Huffington, however.

Very excited about this Haneke retrospective. Going.

Friday, September 21, 2007

online conversation w/ female friend who invited a guy on tuesday to a movie tonight and was alarmed when he waited three days to accept. still wants to go, but...

her: but i don't want him to think that my only plan for tonight was to go and see a film alone
even though it is true
also i'm sort of annoyed that he took so long

me: as would i be
bring a friend along, then, so it doesnt seem as if you were to go alone

her: hm
no friend will go

me: i would offer, but i'm going to see a film alone

Wednesday, September 12, 2007

Monday, September 10, 2007

Man I feel like a fucking wreck today. Bad sore throat...insomnia for like a week. I just can't sleep anymore unless I stay up until 4 in the morning.

Friday, September 07, 2007

etc etc

Caught In the Valley of Elah screening last night. First half is powerful movie about grief and loss, second half is where contrivances start to sneak in, terrible song at the end. Overall not bad though. Tommy Lee Jones and his saddlebag ears are great. Reception afterward where rich old man tried to give me weed.

Started reading new book, seems good. Archipelago's an excellent press.

I don't know why people complain about those American Apparel ads that are all over New York. "Look underage" this, "in poor taste" that. I think they're great. I like how they seem to be shot on Polaroid and just look sort of unglamorous and slouchingly sexual. (They remind me of one of the best music videos of all time: Mark Romanek's video for Fiona Apple's "Criminal.") Glossy Ambercrombie and Fitch models bore me. The AA ads are sexy.