Friday, October 29, 2021

We Are The Sprocket Holes vol. 501

 stand-out viewing for the stopped up hottie sauce enema that was October. 

(September)


99.9 (1997, dir. Agusti Villaronga)

drags just a hair in the middle, but Villaronga (In a Glass Gage) has such an intriguing mastery of how to create a curious synergy of mournful aesthetic and tense atmosphere. 


BAZAAR BIZARRE (2004, dir. Benjamin Meade)

a cranium juicing mash of supermarket paperback histrionics and mondo production lecherousness. 



mublegore aint dead



ffo Greasy Stranger, Bag Boy Lover Boy, the Taint. 



and that's one to grow on! (ugh)



felt like appropriate viewing after the whole Gabbie Petito Brain Laundry thing. 



a more than solid entry into the terror-in-the-aisles pantheon (Demons, Anguish), but i fear that the garish neon color schemes are becoming just a bit worn out. i mean... Drive was ten years ago aighty, y'know? i love to look at it, but maybe we can try something else, eh? it's becoming the Old School Death Metal of cinematography. 


a direct-to-video punksploitation giallo soap opera that overcomes its monetary limitations with a relentlessly creative aim to purge the violent seeds of its social isolation. 



approaches its subject matter with a charming matter-of-factness that sharply course corrects before devolving into brimstone judgement porn. 


a Donald Kauffman Summit. 


Wednesday, October 27, 2021

U.S.A.! U.S.A.! vol. 256

 No matter how much one dislikes Alec Baldwin for his pugnacity or his politics, it’s hard not to feel for him and his family in this difficult time. He’s responsible for accidentally killing a colleague, a wife, a mother to a 9-year-old son. Who could live with that kind of guilt?

Then again, there’s little compassion left in conservatism, at least the kind Ronald Reagan and George W. Bush liked to espouse. To many on the right, there’s one and only one objective these days: to own the libs, to grind them into the dust, even if that means hollowing out your own moral code in the process. That was evidenced in the giddy jig the movement’s current leader performed on Colin Powell’s grave just last week. Former President Trump blasted the war hero as a “RINO,” and sociopathically ended his cruel rant by shrugging, “But anyway, may he rest in peace!”

Earlier this year, when Rep. Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez spoke of a past sexual assault and hiding during the Capitol insurrection, wondering if she’d live to be a mother one day, right-wing nuts called her a liar, and accused her of needing “coddling.”

Sure, the left has its own cruelty toward Republicans, but not much that approaches quite this level of nastiness, reveling in other people’s pain.

Apparently there are no actual people in politics anymore, just avatars. And unfortunately for Baldwin, he isn’t a victim in this tragedy, but merely an avatar — one that deserves, apparently, to be kicked when he’s down. Why? Because, again, to steal Adam Serwer’s perfect summary of the Trump approach to politics, the cruelty is the point.


Alec Baldwin is still a human being: Conservatives delighting in his pain show how far we’ve fallen


Awwwww Yeah vol. 237

 

What’s Kyrsten Sinema Up To? It’s Pretty Obvious.

#gorenoise vol. 121 / We Are The Sprocket Holes vol. 500

 

How 

Tuesday, October 26, 2021

#gorenoise vol. 120

 The 9-year-old boy whose skeletal remains were found in a Houston apartment with three apparently abandoned brothers was murdered, Texas authorities said Tuesday.

Authorities said the child died of homicidal violence and had multiple blunt-force injuries, reported KPRC-TV, citing the Harris County Medical Examiner’s Office.

The three children had been living with their sibling’s decaying corpse and being fed by neighbors, while their mother and her boyfriend lived just 15 minutes away.

The eldest, a 15-year-old boy, called police on Sunday after texting his mother that he could not take it anymore,


He’d been alone for months with two brothers, aged 7 and 10, and the brother whose remains were in a bedroom. Neighbors told KTRK that he relied on them for food, accepting only packaged snacks, fruit and pizza. The house had no power, and one neighbor let the teen charge his phone.


Dead 9-year-old boy found with abandoned children was murdered: coroner


Negation Aspiration vol. 309

 The rise of the softboy might have been easier for some American men to digest if it were contained to one corner of pop culture, but they’ve mounted a stunningly complete takeover. Two decades ago, Styles’ boy-band predecessors sat comfortably, if not somewhat jarringly, on the Billboard Hot 100 next to testosterone-fueled, post-grunge superstars like Puddle of Mudd or Staind. Sometimes that led to surreal collisions, like the feud between California nu-metalers Korn and MTV’s “Total Request Live,” or the tawdry gossip-bait of Limp Bizkit frontman Fred Durst’s alleged tryst with Britney Spears. But mostly, pop culture just sort of embraced them all as icons: At the end of the day Durst and the Backstreet Boys were both on the cover of Rolling Stone; now, the former part of that equation has largely disappeared.

That more aggressive side of pop culture has always been an outlet for a certain kind of male disaffection, and its icons at the turn of the millennium offered a way to channel it into nonpolitical catharsis, available for just $19.99 in the music aisle at your local Borders. When you could vent your pent-up frustrations about your relationships, your job, your general lot in life, by banging your head — and, crucially, by seeing those frustrations validated in mass culture — it might not seem so urgent to do it at the ballot box.

Those outlets haven’t completely gone away, but their centrality to American culture has undeniably diminished. That’s made it harder for non-diehards to embrace, at least not without a layer of irony or nostalgia.


How the Rise of the ‘Softboy’ Fueled the Culture Wars

In a pop world ruled by Harry Styles, some hard rockers are going Trumpy.

GO. OUT. SIDE. vol. 13 / Books.... are FUN vol. 24 / U.S.A.! U.S.A.! vol. 355

In the midst of accelerating crises, the past can offer a comforting retreat. Over the last year, we’ve not only been living through a global pandemic unlike any we’ve seen in generations, but the effects of climate change have become even clearer, and the economy once again threw people into turmoil as industries were disrupted and housing costs continued to soar. Faced with the stress and anxiety of events far beyond our personal control, hope for the future can retreat, leaving nostalgia to fill the void.

Major media conglomerates like Disney and Netflix use the emotion to drive audiences for productions like the revived Star Wars franchise and ’80s-inspired Stranger Things. Meanwhile, political movements have also seized on nostalgia, most notably in Donald Trump’s call to “Make America Great Again,” but also in the UK’s Brexit campaign and nationalist movements across Europe. Even Joe Biden makes appeals to the pre-Trump era. We’re living in a golden age of nostalgia, but despite the crises that seem to be driving it, the emotion tends to be deployed to maintain the status quo.

In his new book The Hours Have Lost Their Clock: The Politics of Nostalgia, Grafton Tanner delves into the history of nostalgia and seeks to understand how it has come to serve its current role. We can be nostalgic for many things, from a place or a time to even just an aesthetic, and those feelings are not inherently reactionary or conservative. Rather, Tanner argues, “the attributes we commonly associate with nostalgia — kitsch, backwardness, gross sentimentality — are really just the products of its exploitation” by right-wing political figures and corporations that seek to commercialize it for profit. Nostalgia could potentially be deployed for other, more positive, ends — but at present, we are saddled with a conservative nostalgia that won’t be going away anytime soon.


Don’t Give in to the Culture Industry’s Appeals to Nostalgia

Monday, October 25, 2021

GO. OUT. SIDE. vol. 12

 He’s clear-eyed enough to see through a lot of the ginned-up controversy currently swirling around the comedy world, as talents fitting Goldthwait’s general profile – male, white, middle-aged – air their grievances over a changing climate. His act with Gould stands as a repudiation to the oft-repeated claim that no one’s allowed to push boundaries any more, disproven in their expertly pitched riffs on Klan rallies, the US Special Olympics team, and sexting with Massachusetts car dealership owner Ernie Boch Jr. “People love to say, ‘George Carlin couldn’t do his act today! What would he say about all this?’” Goldthwait says. “You know what he’d say? I know exactly what he’d say. He’d say something hilarious and cutting about your fucking bullshit. There is no cancel culture. It only exists if you’re a whistleblower or a victim.”


The outspoken comedian, actor and director talks about the state of comedy, his late friend Robin Williams and why Jerry Seinfeld has a problem with him

GO. OUT. SIDE. vol. 11

 

What If We Just… Deleted Twitter?

It's become an angry, anxious and humourless place, and terms like "hellsite" and "doomscrolling" suggest most users don't want to be there anymore.

NERRRRRRRRRD! vol. 155

 Earlier this month, I read a story in Vice about group of NFT “investors” who had become the victims of a “rug pull.” According to the report, the developer of a planned game called “Evolved Apes” had taken the money investors thought would go to the project and instead simply vanished. The report went sort of viral, I assume partly on account of how absurd a picture it painted of the NFT world, and how hard NFTs are for the average person to understand.

As far as I can gather, the idea behind NFTs is that you can own a piece of digital art, like a digitized animation cel, its authenticity verified by the blockchain (somehow?), and that this is somehow an investing strategy. You pay for the digital art in the hopes that someone else later on will pay even more.

The idea for Evolved Apes then, was that this group of people would all own various NFTs, of these crude ape renderings. They would then pool their money to create a fighting game and some other multimedia projects involving those apes, and the games would, presumably, become more popular, causing the original NFTs to rise in value. For most people, I imagine this idea sounds both bafflingly inane and staggeringly idiotic, an attempt to somehow combine a Ponzi scheme with beanie babies and crypto. The weird idea at the center of it is that the tail can basically wag the dog; that one can begin with the individual, meaningless non-story elements of a story, and then simply create a story incorporating them, thus giving them value. Conceptually, it’s a bit like trying to make Looney Tunes as a pump-and-dump scheme for your rabbit drawing.

At some point during Marvel’s absurdly extravagant premiere for its new movie The Eternals, which blocked off half of Hollywood Blvd, had police monitoring the crowd from rooftops and featured in-house Marvel “reporters” interviewing guests on the red carpet like it was The Oscars, I wondered if what I was experiencing was essentially just a massive-budget NFT scheme. Disney and Marvel own “The Eternals,” a piece of IP (intellectual property) created by Jack Kirby in 1976, as part of their corporate assets ledger. On its own, the rights to a semi-obscure, 45-year-old comic book can’t be worth much. But what if Disney could create… an entire ecosystem of content… in which those Eternals drawings could… fly around and fight and stuff? Then they might be worth millions! Billions, even!

I know, I know, I’m supposed to be reviewing the movie, and not the spectacle of the premiere or the corporate strategy and blah blah blah. But in a roundabout way, I am reviewing The Eternals the movie. To be sure, The Eternals isn’t the first semi-obscure comic book property to be turned into a film. But it feels more than any before it like the tail trying to wag the dog, driven less by the ideas of its creators than the hopes of its investors.


‘The Eternals’ Sure Is A Big Attempt At Something

Sunday, October 24, 2021

#noiserock vol. 2

hippos produce huge amounts of waste and methane gas that can change the chemical composition of the river’s water and there are already signs of deadly algae blooms caused by their excrement in the Magdalena River. They also frequently choose violence when approached by humans, reflected in their status as the large animal that kills the most people in Africa each year. 

hippo genitalia is very difficult to identify and remove and even hippo-experienced veterinarians are forced to drug the creatures and conduct invasive examinations in order to determine a hippo’s sex.


Pablo Escobar’s Cocaine Hippos Are Legally People, Says US Judge

Tuesday, October 19, 2021

GO. OUT. SIDE. vol. 9

 Peter Sotos was something else. He mined a very specific bit of distinctly American horror back in the 1980s and while cats like Jesse Helms were chasing Karen Finley for getting government monies, it was in these environs that Sotos was arrested.

You see in 1984 while most of the post-punk tribe were publishing some variant of fanzines, Sotos was publishing Pure, a magazine, at least by our reading, that focused almost exclusively on both the fictional rape and murder of children and, in rare occasions, adult women.

Later a Scottish suspect in multiple and actual child abductions and murders was found in possession of Pure, and this kicked off a daisy chain of events that culminated with Sotos’ arrest in Illinois. Though pleading guilty to the possession of child pornography, Sotos became a cause célèbre, and ultimately his work was collected in a volume called Total Abuse, a review copy of which I had on my coffee table.

I found the writing to be deftly clinical and unexpected in its impact sans the use of the kind of rough language that you’d expect to accompany such rough trade. It was painstakingly contructed, detailed, and horrific because of it. A surgeon friend of mine happened to stop by once and fingering through Total Abuse, he grunted.

“You know,” he held the book in the air. “I can understand writing a story like that. A story or two…” and then he feathered the pages so they flipped from side to side. “…But this MUCH?” He regarded the volume and shrugged.

When the Interwebs started burbling over with well-placed marketing and “timely” outrage connected to Dave Chappelle’s The Closer, I didn’t even choose to ignore it. Choosing to ignore something implies a certain amount of effort. When Elvis Costello busted off after I had bought his first two records with an ill-timed take about Ray Charles being an “ignorant nigger,” I didn’t boycott him. His music just interested me much less. Which took no effort at all.

But this MUCH…that is, the culture war afoot in, on and around Chappelle and the topic of Chappelle’s last tranche of specials, all four of them? My days of being a plaything of the rich were well behind me I’d like to think. I just wasn’t going to get involved. It started to dovetail though. Into? Into random conversations about gender, trans lives and lifelong Republicans declaring Chappelle a genius. Not Chappelle of 20 years ago. But Chappelle of today.


A Dave Chappelle Walks Into a Bar and...

They say that laughter is the best medicine but we guess that really depends on what you're sick with.

#truecrimepowerelectronics vol. 23

 

New York Man Who Murdered and Sodomized a 4-Year-Old When He Was a Teenager Granted Parole

#noiserock vol. 1

 

Cops: Man swinging hatchet used wheelchair to bulldoze into apartment

Awwww Yeah vol. 236

 

Florida Man Arrested for Pleasuring Himself With Ice Pack in Front of First Responders: Police

Saturday, October 16, 2021

Horror Movie Trailer for the Week of 10/17/21

 

JACK BE NIMBLE

We Are The Sprocket Holes vol. 499

 Coffin Joe, the horror character created by late Brazilian filmmaker Jose Mojica Marins, is to return to screens through two separate film projects – one English-langugage from the US, the other Spanish-language from Mexico.

 
SpectreVision, the US genre production outfit founded by Elijah Wood with directors Daniel Noah and Josh C. Waller, has signed an option for an English-language reboot of the character.
 
One Eyed has also set a Spanish-language feature, which is at script stage, written by Mexican filmmakers Lex Ortega and Adrian Garcia Bogliano (Here Comes The Devil). Ortega will direct the film, which will reimagine a Mexican history for the character.


fantasy casting:


Noé Hernández as Coffin Joe 

GO. OUT. SIDE. vol. 8

 I certainly have some 'splainin to do, and am not shy about any of it. A lot of things I said and did from an ignorant position of comfort and privilege are clearly awful and I regret them. It's nobody's obligation to overlook that, and I do feel an obligation to redeem myself...

A project I've undertaken piecemeal as I've matured, evolved and learned over time. I expect no grace, and honestly feel like I and others of my generation have not been held to task enough for words and behavior that ultimately contributed to a coarsening society.

For myself and many of my peers, we miscalculated. We thought the major battles over equality and inclusiveness had been won, and society would eventually express that, so we were not harming anything with contrarianism, shock, sarcasm or irony.

If anything, we were trying to underscore the banality, the everyday nonchalance toward our common history with the atrocious, all while laboring under the tacit *mistaken* notion that things were getting better.

I'm overdue for a conversation about my role in inspiring "edgelord" shit. Believe me, I've met my share of punishers at gigs and I sympathize with anybody who isn't me but still had to suffer them.



Steve Albini talks his “role in inspiring ‘edgelord’ shit”

Awwww Yeah vol. 235

 

Celebrities at the Met Gala bejewelled their fake dark circles – but a heavy work schedule and horribly late nights will do the business for the rest of us

Wednesday, October 13, 2021

Tuesday, October 12, 2021

We Are The Sprocket Holes vol. 498

 While out apartment hunting, college pals Noelle and Addie stumble upon the deal of a lifetime: a posh duplex on Manhattan’s Upper East Side. But soon after moving in, a more sinister picture of the apartment emerges when a mysterious woman arrives and claims the property used to belong to the infamous and recently deceased Jeffrey Epstein.

With this news, Noelle becomes obsessed with the visitor — to the point of infatuation. As the pair plunge deeper into the conspiracies of the Epstein case, Addie falls into her own bizarre state: a pseudo-possession complete with inexplicable fits of age-regressed sexual mania. As they peel back on these strange occurrences, the truth reveals itself to be more twisted than they could have ever imagined.


‘The Scary of Sixty-First’ Trailer: A Bonkers ‘Eyes Wide Shut’ Homage for the QAnon Era

"Red Scare" podcast host Dasha Nekrasova makes her feature directorial debut in the chiller, which debuted at Berlin to strong reviews.

GO. OUT. SIDE. vol. 7

 “People that talk about cancel culture never seem to shut the fuck up about it,” offered Stewart. “Like, there’s more speech now than ever before. It’s not ‘you can’t say it,’ it’s that when you say it—look, the internet has democratized criticism. What do we do for a living—we talk shit, we criticize, we postulate, we opine, we make jokes, and now other people are having their say. And that’s not cancel culture, that’s relentlessness. We live in a relentless culture. And the system of the internet and all those other things are incentivized to find the pressure points of that and exacerbate it.”

Jon Stewart Explains Why ‘Cancel Culture’ Is a Myth


Negation Aspiration vol. 308

 At the first hearing in a lay-judge trial at Yokohama District Court, Ayumi Kuboki, 34, admitted to killing two 88-year-old men and a 78-year-old woman who were hospitalized at former Oguchi Hospital in the capital of Kanagawa from between Sept.15-19, 2016. The killings were carried out by injecting antiseptic into the patents intravenous drip bags, effectively poisoning them.

Kuboki allegedly injected four other patients.

Ex-nurse pleads guilty to hospital serial murders

U.S.A.! U.S.A.! vol. 354

 

MAGA Gun Church That Worships With AR-15s Has Bought a Giant Mountain Property in Tennessee

Wednesday, October 6, 2021

GO. OUT. SIDE. vol. 6

The email from the legislator contained a 52-page “report” with disinformation on COVID-19, including claims that “unknown, octopus-like creatures are being injected into millions of children worldwide.”


GOP Lawmaker Pushes Insane Claim ‘Octopus-Like Creatures’ Are in Vax

Monday, October 4, 2021

Negation Aspiration vol. 307

 

OZY Rules: The House Negro Gets It in the End

The now-defunct OZY's business chicanery conceals a much more corrosive narrative.