Saw this last night. It's in theaters but you can also watch it on demand in HD. Terrific movie, one of the 2 or 3 best I've seen this year.
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Then I had a dream where I was riding in some sort of fancy airport shuttle bus with Harrison Ford, and I asked him what movies he was most embarrassed about. He got very angry. Then when I told other people this anecdote, everyone started telling their own anecdotes about angry actors, and we were all talking over each other, and I got frustrated because no one could be heard.
Sunday, October 30, 2011
Saturday, October 29, 2011
SAUDI ARABIA / SWIMMING POOLS
Thanks to Paul Kwiatkowski for a cool shout-out to Midnight Picnic.
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I've been sleeping a tremendous amount lately.
Just woke up from a dream where, first, I was driving around a somewhat modified Los Angeles. Everything was closer together and a little more vivid/cartoony, which I guess goes without saying since it was a dream. I kept discovering elaborate pool complexes, like pools surrounded by hanging gardens, and maze-pools. One was in the Hollywood Hills and another was in West Hollywood. I went swimming in them with other writers.
Then I dreamed that I was back in high school, or just out of high school, and my class was going on a trip to Saudi Arabia. I had certain clothes I wanted to wear there. But when we got there, I realized I had brought nothing but boxer shorts. I quickly went back to America (not sure how that works), missing a sort of field trip, and when I got back to America I was in a strange garden at twilight with my brother, who told me he'd seen on the news that all my former classmates had been tortured and killed by the Taliban. (They were in Saudi Arabia, in this dream.) He told me what had happened to each of them. A large ant-eater, almost the size and shape of a deer, with glowing eyes came out of the shadows and began to look for smaller, squirrel-like animals to eat as my brother went through the names.
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I've been sleeping a tremendous amount lately.
Just woke up from a dream where, first, I was driving around a somewhat modified Los Angeles. Everything was closer together and a little more vivid/cartoony, which I guess goes without saying since it was a dream. I kept discovering elaborate pool complexes, like pools surrounded by hanging gardens, and maze-pools. One was in the Hollywood Hills and another was in West Hollywood. I went swimming in them with other writers.
Then I dreamed that I was back in high school, or just out of high school, and my class was going on a trip to Saudi Arabia. I had certain clothes I wanted to wear there. But when we got there, I realized I had brought nothing but boxer shorts. I quickly went back to America (not sure how that works), missing a sort of field trip, and when I got back to America I was in a strange garden at twilight with my brother, who told me he'd seen on the news that all my former classmates had been tortured and killed by the Taliban. (They were in Saudi Arabia, in this dream.) He told me what had happened to each of them. A large ant-eater, almost the size and shape of a deer, with glowing eyes came out of the shadows and began to look for smaller, squirrel-like animals to eat as my brother went through the names.
Thursday, October 27, 2011
SALES ART
The other day... BloodyDisgusting.com posted some fun sales art for The Cottage. I had never seen this before, actually. I do like Saul Bass!
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
THIS IS REAL?
When was the last time you saw a presidential pitchperson take a badass drag on a cigarette while staring down the camera in a campaign ad? What a surreal commercial.
Thursday, October 20, 2011
EXOTIC ANIMALS
That photo of the dead animals in Zanesville, Ohio, is profoundly fucking depressing.
It's been a depressing week, really.
It's been a depressing week, really.
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
Saturday, October 15, 2011
FIRES ON COLLAGIST
The Collagist has published an excerpt from Fires to coincide with its republication. Cool!
Friday, October 14, 2011
TAIBBI ON OWS
Great piece by Matt Taibbi on the Occupy Wall Street protests, and what they should do next. I love this guy.
MAYBE WANT TO SEE
Hm. Well, I like Michael Fassbender more than almost any other actor in his age group, and I like squalid movies about sex addiction, so I'll definitely be seeing this.
But this earnest music is a little silly. And I laughed at the comment on this Hollywood Elsewhere post by someone named "LexG":
Alright, I can't wait to see this, but... come ON.
Fucking Fassbender in this interview DROPPING THE KNOWLEDGE about sex addiction, like it's some serious thing, like he isn't a noted world-class pussyhound. "Sex addiction." Otherwise known as "the ability to have sex." Funny how the movies about sex addiction are always about guys who look like Michael Fassbender fingering supermodels on the subway, or Rockwell fucking some LA 9 in a dank bathroom stall. For the Other 99%, "sex addiction" is more commonly known as "masturbating every day." Any Keith Gordon-as-Arnie Cuntingham-looking dweebs out there with Asperger's syndrome and a job at a canning factory who drive a 1978 Datsun have a SEX ADDICTION?
I mean, I know he's wrong, but still.
But this earnest music is a little silly. And I laughed at the comment on this Hollywood Elsewhere post by someone named "LexG":
Alright, I can't wait to see this, but... come ON.
Fucking Fassbender in this interview DROPPING THE KNOWLEDGE about sex addiction, like it's some serious thing, like he isn't a noted world-class pussyhound. "Sex addiction." Otherwise known as "the ability to have sex." Funny how the movies about sex addiction are always about guys who look like Michael Fassbender fingering supermodels on the subway, or Rockwell fucking some LA 9 in a dank bathroom stall. For the Other 99%, "sex addiction" is more commonly known as "masturbating every day." Any Keith Gordon-as-Arnie Cuntingham-looking dweebs out there with Asperger's syndrome and a job at a canning factory who drive a 1978 Datsun have a SEX ADDICTION?
I mean, I know he's wrong, but still.
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
PR DAILY POST
I wrote a piece for the Paris Review blog about my relationship with Innocente Fontana / Todd Grimson. (Grimson's incredible novel Brand New Cherry Flavor was just re-released, within days of the re-release of Fires, in an odd, pleasing coincidence. I can't recommend it highly enough, it's one of my favorite horror novels ever.)
Monday, October 10, 2011
FIRES OFFICIAL RE-RELEASE IS TODAY
A little anti-climactic, since it's been available to buy for a few days, but: TODAY IS THE OFFICIAL RE-PUBLICATION DATE OF FIRES by Civil Coping Mechanisms. You can buy it here. Very pleased to have the novel, which I started when I was 19 and finished when I was 20, finally back in print after a several-year hiatus.
Sunday, October 09, 2011
WATCHING
I haven't been swimming lately and I'm emaciated. Physically I'm reverting to my college-era concave chest situation. Most TV writers get fat on snacks when they start working. I'm wasting away.
*****
I can't get enough of these videos. I used to walk through Zucotti Park all the time. I wish I were there to see this!!
*****
I can't get enough of these videos. I used to walk through Zucotti Park all the time. I wish I were there to see this!!
Right Here All Over (Occupy Wall St.) from Alex Mallis on Vimeo.
Thursday, October 06, 2011
Tuesday, October 04, 2011
FIRES ON AMAZON
Fires
is back in print! Thanks to Civil Coping Mechanisms and in particular Michael Seidlinger, the first novel I wrote (originally published in 2006 by Impetus Press), is now available again. Official release date is five days from now, but you can buy it immediately on Amazon. Check it out! (Also, feel free to buy it, that would be great. This edition includes my short stories, "The Girlfriend Game," "Rat Beast," and "Winter Was Hard.")
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