Wednesday, February 26, 2020
Tuesday, February 25, 2020
Negation Aspiration vol. 204
LONDON—Britain’s political and legal institutions covered up serious allegations of child sex abuse by turning a blind eye to evidence of pedophile attacks and protecting serial abusers who were part of the political establishment, according to an inquiry report published Tuesday.
Margaret Thatcher promoted a top aide and knighted him despite knowledge within the Conservative party that Sir Peter Morrison was an active and dangerous pedophile. The Liberal and Green parties were also accused of failing to deal with pedophiles in their own ranks.
Pedophile Politicians Were Shielded From Justice by the Establishment, Says British Child-Abuse Inquiry
Monday, February 24, 2020
Awwww Yeah vol. 148
Film mogul faces prison time,
as verdict may encourage more
women to come forward after
abuse and change the way
crimes are prosecuted
Negation Aspiration vol. 203
"Police were called on Feb. 11 after a baby boy was brought to a hospital with the umbilical cord and placenta still attached and a body temperature of 90 degrees.
"The 17-year-old boy allegedly told police that he had had sex with his sister about 100 times."
Sunday, February 23, 2020
Thursday, February 20, 2020
Tuesday, February 18, 2020
NERRRRRRRRD! vol. 99
NEIL GAIMAN’S ‘THE SANDMAN’ NETFLIX SERIES WILL BEGIN FILMING THIS MAY
STOP.
GIVING.
DAVID.
S.
GOYER.
WORK.
Monday, February 17, 2020
Awwwww Yeah vol. 145
- .... SKY!
- what, Greg?
- .. I'm A MOLESTER!
Shiloh described sexual relations with Onision as “very aggressive,” saying that they had sex up to eight times a day and she was frequently in pain. Since it was her first sexual relationship, she assumed that this was “normal… how adults do things.” Reflecting back on the “abusive situation” that she was in, Shiloh explained that, “the body-shaming is probably what stuck with me the most.” She recalled an instance when Onision told her that she was “clinically obese” and needed to lose weight so that he could pick her up during sex; she started hyperventilating and eventually passed out, in what she now refers to as a seizure (she says that she’s been having them ever since). She later learned that, instead of taking her to the hospital, Onision had recorded a video of the incident to share on his YouTube channel. When Hansen pressed Shiloh on what would have happened if her on-and-off again relationship with the YouTuber had continued, she replied, “I think I would have committed suicide in his house,” adding that Onision would have likely responded with a video titled “My Girlfriend Committed Suicide in My House.”
- what, Greg?
- .. I'm A MOLESTER!
Shiloh described sexual relations with Onision as “very aggressive,” saying that they had sex up to eight times a day and she was frequently in pain. Since it was her first sexual relationship, she assumed that this was “normal… how adults do things.” Reflecting back on the “abusive situation” that she was in, Shiloh explained that, “the body-shaming is probably what stuck with me the most.” She recalled an instance when Onision told her that she was “clinically obese” and needed to lose weight so that he could pick her up during sex; she started hyperventilating and eventually passed out, in what she now refers to as a seizure (she says that she’s been having them ever since). She later learned that, instead of taking her to the hospital, Onision had recorded a video of the incident to share on his YouTube channel. When Hansen pressed Shiloh on what would have happened if her on-and-off again relationship with the YouTuber had continued, she replied, “I think I would have committed suicide in his house,” adding that Onision would have likely responded with a video titled “My Girlfriend Committed Suicide in My House.”
The Cult of Onision: A ‘Body Positivity’ YouTuber Accused of Preying on Young Girls
Thursday, February 13, 2020
U.S.A.! U.S.A.! vol. 231
The Trump media has been bleating for two days now that the original sentence recommended by the career Justice Department officials that Stone serve his twilight years breaking rocks, stamping out license plates, and working in a prison call center was a massive miscarriage of justice, a horror beyond words and reason, and a grim penalty for a wee, decrepit old dandy barely able to totter to the stand in his own defense.
Horseshit.
Horseshit.
Roger Stone Knows
Trump’s Secrets.
That’s Why He’ll
Avoid Prison
Attorney General Bill Barr is doing
his best Deputy Dog routine for the
president, but the fate of Trump’s
underlings is inescapable
his best Deputy Dog routine for the
president, but the fate of Trump’s
Wednesday, February 12, 2020
Tuesday, February 11, 2020
Monday, February 10, 2020
NERRRRRRRD! vol. 98
i'm into it, but i fear that it will have the opposite effect. much like how Anthony Hopkins turn as Hannibal Lecter doomed audiences to years of films and books where the serial killer was portrayed not as a cretinously violent self-obsessive but as a high-brow charismatic super-genius always fifteen steps ahead of his persecutors, i believe we'll more than likely see super-villains portrayed not as fantastically terroristic encapsulations of the mind's most loathsome desires but as clumsily inarticulate societal detritus to be trotted out by major corporations seeking to shamelessly exploit and demonize the very real inhabitants of society (shut up) who are terminally overwhelmed by its myriad pressures and ballistic anxieties.
the zeitgeist is tapped out, broh. gimme back the grinning green-haired ghoul with the poisoned fish and the parade floats full of laughing gas.
Negation Aspiration vol. 202
‘He nearly died several times:’ Controversial academic Jordan Peterson seeks to recover from physical dependence to prescription drug, daughter says
"clean your room"? clean your veins, ding-a-ling.
Saturday, February 8, 2020
The FBI Watch List Book Club mourns PIERRE GUYOTAT (1940 - 2020)
It is a whole fictional universe of cruel splendor and extreme coherence that closes in on itself. Haunted by the flesh as much as it was by death, this universe parallel to ours had its own rules but radiated to the heart of the French language to illuminate with undeniable power of truth the underside of the cards of human comedy.
The work of Pierre Guyotat, a universe of cruel splendor and haunted by the flesh
The writer's books have irradiated the French language to the point of twisting or mistreating it in its major fiction cycles, when it became more "normative" in its autobiographical accounts.
Dennis Cooper on Guyotat
Eden, Eden, Eden and Tomb for 500,000 Soldiers are crucial fixtures encoding the strands of my own work... especially in the portions that could be considered experimental and/or extreme.
RIP
Friday, February 7, 2020
Thursday, February 6, 2020
U.S.A.! U.S.A.! vol. 230
“How in the world can these senators walk around here upright when they have no backbone?”
In Private, Republicans Admit They Acquitted Trump Out of Fear
U.S.A.! U.S.A.! vol. 229 / We Are The Sprocket Holes vol. 362
The 1992 Robert Altman movie “The Player” has a scene in which movie studio executives are sitting around complaining about the cost of acquiring scripts from outside screenwriters and one of them proposes having the studio generate its own stories instead. In an effort to demonstrate that this is plausible, he goes around the table having each executive choose a story from that day’s newspaper, and he verbally creates on the spot a brief screenplay précis out of it.
The protagonist, a rival studio executive, muses mockingly in response, “Yeah. I was thinking what an interesting concept it is to eliminate the writer from the artistic process. If we can get rid of the actors and directors, maybe we've got something.”
I’ve been thinking what an interesting concept it is to eliminate the witness from the trial process—and the evidence, for that matter. If we can get rid of the lawyers and judges and jurors, maybe we’ve got something.
The Incomprehensibly Weak Case for Acquittal Without Witnesses
Wednesday, February 5, 2020
Tuesday, February 4, 2020
U.S.A.! U.S.A.! vol. 228
Trump Is Just Loving Iowa's Slow-Motion Caucus Disaster
The GOP seems delighted that the first Democratic nominating contest collapsed in a shambles.
Sunday, February 2, 2020
We Are The Sprocket Holes vol. 360
stand-out viewings for the month of January:
CUCK (2019, dir: Rob Lambert)
a shallow, cynical, nakedly exploitative grab at the theoretical incel terror campaigns that were promised in the wake of Todd Philips' Joker to leave the streets running red with blood.... WOMEN'S BLOOD. aggressively unfun and terminally affected by the surface molecules of the culture war, Cuck is the cinematic equivalent of watching a freshmen vomit in a parked car at 2 am.
DEPRAVED (2019, dir Larry Fessenden)
Larry Fessenden proverbially tea-bags the Dark Universe with this carefully crafted cadaver that modernizes the Modern Prometheus while remaining true to its horrific purity.
EDGE OF THE AXE (1988, dir. Jose Ramon Larraz)
it's been 30 years since i first laid eyes on a cryptic video store shelf warmer that i no doubt stared at long enough for its no-faced killer to lodge itself in my budding Id, but i've finally absorbed the contents behind the mask. plays like a less brutal but more atmospheric follow-up to the seminal Spanish slasher PIECES.
THE GOLDEN GLOVE (2019, dir. Faith Akin)
an absolute must-watch for admirers of the more elevated strand of serial killer film (Angst, Schramm, I Stand Alone, Henry)
GREENER GRASS (2019, dir. Joecyln DeBoer, Dawn Luebbe)
like Yorgos Lanthimos and Jim Hosking collaborating on a Lifetime Movie.
MUZAN-E (1999, dir. Daisuke Yamanouchi)
a deceptively sly deconstruction of Japan's mock-snuff AV genre that ends being even more vicious and cruel than the films it is skewering to wadded chopped meat.
THE PEANUT BUTTER SOLUTION (1985, dir. Michael Rubbo)
the shared trauma secret handshake of my generation makes its way to DVD/Blu-Ray and streaming thanks to the celluloid carnage curators at Severin Films .
SPIRITS OF THE AIR, GREMLINS OF THE CLOUDS (1989, dir. Alex Proyas)
thin on narrative but bursting at the seams in the areas of atmosphere, pathos, and intimacy, the underseen debut feature of Proyas (the Crow, Dark City) plays like a living Dave McKean art piece. part dead world travelogue, part outsider art installation, part socially isolated fever dream.
TONE-DEAF (2019, dir. Richard Bates Jr.)
like the aformentioned Cuck, this too is a transparent bid to run the zeitgeist through. unlike Cuck, this is written and directed by the surrealistic cinema satirist of scummy suburbia Richard Bates Jr. while not as accomplished, imaginative, or interesting as his Excision or Trash Fire, there are still enough moments of expertly framed grisly excess to recommend at least one viewing.
WICKED WORLD (1991, dir. Barry J Gillis)
no one puts the "trash" in "trash odyssey" (or the "odyssey" in "trash odyssey" for that matter) quite like Barry J Gillis, who ups the ante of his immortal THINGS by turning his crooked vision toward human monsters.
a shallow, cynical, nakedly exploitative grab at the theoretical incel terror campaigns that were promised in the wake of Todd Philips' Joker to leave the streets running red with blood.... WOMEN'S BLOOD. aggressively unfun and terminally affected by the surface molecules of the culture war, Cuck is the cinematic equivalent of watching a freshmen vomit in a parked car at 2 am.
Larry Fessenden proverbially tea-bags the Dark Universe with this carefully crafted cadaver that modernizes the Modern Prometheus while remaining true to its horrific purity.
it's been 30 years since i first laid eyes on a cryptic video store shelf warmer that i no doubt stared at long enough for its no-faced killer to lodge itself in my budding Id, but i've finally absorbed the contents behind the mask. plays like a less brutal but more atmospheric follow-up to the seminal Spanish slasher PIECES.
an absolute must-watch for admirers of the more elevated strand of serial killer film (Angst, Schramm, I Stand Alone, Henry)
like Yorgos Lanthimos and Jim Hosking collaborating on a Lifetime Movie.
a deceptively sly deconstruction of Japan's mock-snuff AV genre that ends being even more vicious and cruel than the films it is skewering to wadded chopped meat.
the shared trauma secret handshake of my generation makes its way to DVD/Blu-Ray and streaming thanks to the celluloid carnage curators at Severin Films .
thin on narrative but bursting at the seams in the areas of atmosphere, pathos, and intimacy, the underseen debut feature of Proyas (the Crow, Dark City) plays like a living Dave McKean art piece. part dead world travelogue, part outsider art installation, part socially isolated fever dream.
like the aformentioned Cuck, this too is a transparent bid to run the zeitgeist through. unlike Cuck, this is written and directed by the surrealistic cinema satirist of scummy suburbia Richard Bates Jr. while not as accomplished, imaginative, or interesting as his Excision or Trash Fire, there are still enough moments of expertly framed grisly excess to recommend at least one viewing.
no one puts the "trash" in "trash odyssey" (or the "odyssey" in "trash odyssey" for that matter) quite like Barry J Gillis, who ups the ante of his immortal THINGS by turning his crooked vision toward human monsters.
Saturday, February 1, 2020
#gorenoise vol. 13
“The first time I saw him fully naked, I felt, I thought he was deformed and intersex,” “He has extreme scarring that I didn’t know if maybe he was a burn victim. He does not have testicles and it appears like he has a vagina,” “When I first saw him naked, I was filled with compassion, absolute compassion,” “It seemed his anger came from a place of shame.” Following the alleged attack, she said, she “ran into the bathroom,” where she saw an erection-inducing syringe in the trash. “He stabbed himself with a needle and there has to be blood and he was inside of me,”
Weinstein accuser Jessica Mann tells court his genitalia looked ‘like a vagina’
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