TOM WAITS - "Goin' out West"
Well I'm goin' out west
Where the wind blows tall
'Cause Tony Franciosa
Used to date my ma
They got some money out there
They're giving it away
I'm gonna do what I want
Do what I want
And I'm gonna get paid
Little brown sausages
Lying in the sand
I ain't no extra baby
I'm a leading man
Well my parole officer
WIll be proud of me
With my Olds 88
And the devil on a leash
My Olds 88
And the devil on a leash
Well I know karate, Voodoo too
I'm gonna make myself available to you
I don't need no make up
I got real scars
I got hair on my chest
I look good without a shirt
Well I don't lose my composure
In a high speed chase
Well my friends think I'm ugly
I got a masculine face
I got some dragstrip courage
I can really drive a bed
I'm gonna change my name
To Hannibal or maybe
Just Rex
Change my name to Hannibal
Or maybe just Rex
I'm gonna drive all night
Take some speed
I'm gonna wait for the sun
To shine down on me
I cut a hole in my roof
In the shape of a heart
And I'm goin' out west
Where they'll appreciate me
Goin' out west
Goin' out west
Sunday, September 14, 2008
Saturday, September 13, 2008
We are the Sprocket Holes vol. 38
more movie ratings;
Santa Sangre - 9.5/10: Alejandro Jodorowsky's forgotten gem. A gory circus of brutal murder, soulful symbolism, and crow-black humor.
Lord of the Flies (1990) - 5/10: As Roger Ebert put it; a Classics Illustrated version of the cautionary fable. Mostly limp in the areas of atmosphere and character... more concerned with the the fate of characters Piggy and Simon than with anything that made the fate of those characters so heartbreaking. In the book, Simon and Piggy represent abstract thought and philosophical logic (respectively), so when they meet their end in the book, it represents a base, violent society overtaking a society of reason and accountability. in the film, Piggy is basically a whinier, mopier version of Chunk from the Goonies, and Simon has little more to do than stare at a fly covered boar's head (the importance of the fly covered boars head is also left untouched in the film version.... pretty retarded since that fly covered boar's head is THE LORD OF THE ASS FUCK FLIES). When they were killed, in Simon's case i didn't even care, and in Piggy's case i was relived that such a misinterpreted cliff-notes version of the story's primary thinker was put out of his misery.
Resident Evil - pfffft/10: Milla Jovovich in a skimpy red dress and knee high black boots... and this movie still bored the piss out of me. Nonsensical, derivative plot, cheesy FX, and bland characters.
Joshua - 8/10: Fantastic update on the classic Bad Seed story. compared to the Omen and the execrable Machauly Culkin vehicle the Good Son, but instead of making Joshua demon incarnate or merely born bad, he's a stunningly observant, and is actually interested not so much in causing chaos for it's own sake or just to see if he can get away with it, but to better he and his infant sister's situation. He recognizes that his parents are either disinterested in him or merely not physically or mentally capable of catering to him and his sister's needs, so he engineers a plot that will ensure a better life for himself and his young sister.
Inland Empire - 9/10: David Lynch makes the weirdest damn movie of his entire career. Too strange and obtuse to be interpreted or even understood, but too shocking and beautiful to be ignored or denied. This is pure dream logic.
Mirrors - WHOAREYOUWORKINGFORARRRRRRGH!/10: Kiefer Sutherland yells, cries, screams, punches stuff, drinks, watches Shin Chan, shoots things, and combats superpowered zombie mirrors haunted by the psychological despair of a schizophrenic she-nun turned skinless rape demon. not even as cool as it sounds.
H6: The Diary of a Serial Killer - 9/10: Brilliant Spanish slasher. Thoughtfully filthy.
the Cell - 6.5/10: Hadn't seen this one since it was originally released. The directing/cinematography is outstanding and rich... the mental landscape of Vincent D'Nofrio's villain being some of the most stunningly surreal moments ever presented in a mainstream thriller. Where the film fails is in the shit-sandwitch casting of Vince Vaughn and Jeniffer Lopez as the film's protagonists. Lopez looks amazing in skimpy panties and an unbuttoned blue shirt, but her performance acting wise is fucking abysmal. Vaughn is also miscast as a brooding detective. the film would have been truly excellent with anyone else playing those parts, but then again you would'nt have had a scene with J-Lo stumbling around her apartment in her undies.
Faces of Death - 7/10: i'd like some cheese with my meat.
Cool World - 7/10: not nearly as sleazy as it could've been.
A Scanner Darkly - 6.5/10: like Robert Downey Jr. and Rory Cochran, but the look of the film was distracting and obnoxious, and i fucking hate Keanue Reeves in everything.
Halloween (Rob Zombie version) - godfuckingdamnitno / 10: son of an asshole, talk about not getting it. Everything that was good about the original is mournfully absent here. The babysitters don't talk like teenage babysitters, but pornstars playing teenage babysitters (though i'll admit a minor tent was pitched when Danielle Harris said "tell me you wanna fuck me"). Most of the people Meyers kills are complete and utter assholes (two of them violently rape a female prisoner in front of Meyers while calling him names), so there is no villainy to the murders cause he's butchering people you can't relate to or don't wanna relate to. They try to paint Meyers as an abused kid one minute, than pure evil the next, so which fucking is it? Is it his upbringing, or was he born to kill? The movie gets murky on that detail, cause Rob Zombie is more concerned with uncultured white trash having overwritten verbal sparring sessions that go nowhere and prove no point other than seeing how many "fucks" and "assholes" Zombie can squeeze into every line of dialouge before losing the film to the profane. The film also looks terrible...too self consciously dark and gritty in an attempt to mask Zombie's ineffectual atmosphere and cliche-lazy plot points. an across-the-board failure that will hopefully be the begining of the end for Zombie and his all-blow-no-show contemporaries.
Santa Sangre - 9.5/10: Alejandro Jodorowsky's forgotten gem. A gory circus of brutal murder, soulful symbolism, and crow-black humor.
Lord of the Flies (1990) - 5/10: As Roger Ebert put it; a Classics Illustrated version of the cautionary fable. Mostly limp in the areas of atmosphere and character... more concerned with the the fate of characters Piggy and Simon than with anything that made the fate of those characters so heartbreaking. In the book, Simon and Piggy represent abstract thought and philosophical logic (respectively), so when they meet their end in the book, it represents a base, violent society overtaking a society of reason and accountability. in the film, Piggy is basically a whinier, mopier version of Chunk from the Goonies, and Simon has little more to do than stare at a fly covered boar's head (the importance of the fly covered boars head is also left untouched in the film version.... pretty retarded since that fly covered boar's head is THE LORD OF THE ASS FUCK FLIES). When they were killed, in Simon's case i didn't even care, and in Piggy's case i was relived that such a misinterpreted cliff-notes version of the story's primary thinker was put out of his misery.
Resident Evil - pfffft/10: Milla Jovovich in a skimpy red dress and knee high black boots... and this movie still bored the piss out of me. Nonsensical, derivative plot, cheesy FX, and bland characters.
Joshua - 8/10: Fantastic update on the classic Bad Seed story. compared to the Omen and the execrable Machauly Culkin vehicle the Good Son, but instead of making Joshua demon incarnate or merely born bad, he's a stunningly observant, and is actually interested not so much in causing chaos for it's own sake or just to see if he can get away with it, but to better he and his infant sister's situation. He recognizes that his parents are either disinterested in him or merely not physically or mentally capable of catering to him and his sister's needs, so he engineers a plot that will ensure a better life for himself and his young sister.
Inland Empire - 9/10: David Lynch makes the weirdest damn movie of his entire career. Too strange and obtuse to be interpreted or even understood, but too shocking and beautiful to be ignored or denied. This is pure dream logic.
Mirrors - WHOAREYOUWORKINGFORARRRRRRGH!/10: Kiefer Sutherland yells, cries, screams, punches stuff, drinks, watches Shin Chan, shoots things, and combats superpowered zombie mirrors haunted by the psychological despair of a schizophrenic she-nun turned skinless rape demon. not even as cool as it sounds.
H6: The Diary of a Serial Killer - 9/10: Brilliant Spanish slasher. Thoughtfully filthy.
the Cell - 6.5/10: Hadn't seen this one since it was originally released. The directing/cinematography is outstanding and rich... the mental landscape of Vincent D'Nofrio's villain being some of the most stunningly surreal moments ever presented in a mainstream thriller. Where the film fails is in the shit-sandwitch casting of Vince Vaughn and Jeniffer Lopez as the film's protagonists. Lopez looks amazing in skimpy panties and an unbuttoned blue shirt, but her performance acting wise is fucking abysmal. Vaughn is also miscast as a brooding detective. the film would have been truly excellent with anyone else playing those parts, but then again you would'nt have had a scene with J-Lo stumbling around her apartment in her undies.
Faces of Death - 7/10: i'd like some cheese with my meat.
Cool World - 7/10: not nearly as sleazy as it could've been.
A Scanner Darkly - 6.5/10: like Robert Downey Jr. and Rory Cochran, but the look of the film was distracting and obnoxious, and i fucking hate Keanue Reeves in everything.
Halloween (Rob Zombie version) - godfuckingdamnitno / 10: son of an asshole, talk about not getting it. Everything that was good about the original is mournfully absent here. The babysitters don't talk like teenage babysitters, but pornstars playing teenage babysitters (though i'll admit a minor tent was pitched when Danielle Harris said "tell me you wanna fuck me"). Most of the people Meyers kills are complete and utter assholes (two of them violently rape a female prisoner in front of Meyers while calling him names), so there is no villainy to the murders cause he's butchering people you can't relate to or don't wanna relate to. They try to paint Meyers as an abused kid one minute, than pure evil the next, so which fucking is it? Is it his upbringing, or was he born to kill? The movie gets murky on that detail, cause Rob Zombie is more concerned with uncultured white trash having overwritten verbal sparring sessions that go nowhere and prove no point other than seeing how many "fucks" and "assholes" Zombie can squeeze into every line of dialouge before losing the film to the profane. The film also looks terrible...too self consciously dark and gritty in an attempt to mask Zombie's ineffectual atmosphere and cliche-lazy plot points. an across-the-board failure that will hopefully be the begining of the end for Zombie and his all-blow-no-show contemporaries.
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
U.S.A.! U.S.A.! vol. 12
Wisconsin man has eaten 23,000 Big Macs since 1972
7 hours ago
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FOND DU LAC, Wis. — Talk about a Big Mac attack! Don Gorske says he has eaten 23,000 of the burgers in 36 years.
The Fond du Lac man said he hit the 23,000 milestone last month, continuing a culinary obsession that began May 17, 1972, and is fed by his obsessive-compulsive disorder.
"I enjoy them every day," said Gorske, 54. "I need two to fill me up."
Gorske has kept every burger receipt in a box. He says he was always fascinated with numbers, and watching McDonald's track its number of customers motivated him to track his own consumption.
Despite a diet some would call unhealthy, Gorske says he keeps himself in good shape. He says he's 6-foot-2 and weighs 185 pounds, and walks as many as 10 miles a day.
He used to order fries every day in the 1980s but began to cut back in the '90s, now eating them about once a month. He eats two Big Macs and two parfaits a day. Gorske has written a book about his experience.
"Sometimes people call me a freak but it doesn't bother me. I just say respect people as they are," he told The Associated Press. "I just want to make sure people understand I'm not going to change."
He can instantly recall the eight days in which he failed to satisfy his craving. One was in 1988, the day his mother died, to respect a request she made.
"I made a promise to her and I always keep my promises," he said. "I also promised her I wouldn't cut my hair and in 20 years I haven't."
He twice failed to attack a Big Mac because of his job. A correctional-institution employee, he said a number of work emergencies kept him on the clock past midnight so he recorded those days as missed days.
Three other times he was traveling and couldn't find a McDonald's. He also went Big Mac-less on Thanksgiving Day 2000, and during a 1982 snowstorm that prevented the local McDonald's franchise from opening.
"That's when I started a habit where I kept them in the freezer," he said. He keeps one or two burgers on hand but increases his inventory to four to five during the winter.
Sunday, September 7, 2008
Song for the Week of 09/07/08
KING CRIMSON - "Dinosaur"
Long ago and far away in a different age
When I was a dumb young guy
Fossilized photos of my life then
Illustrate what an easy prey I must have been
Standing in the sun, idiot savant
Something like a monument
I'm a dinosaur, somebody is digging my bones
Ignorance has alway been something I excel in
Followed by naivete and pride
Doesn't take a scientist to see how
Any clever predator could have a piece of me
Standing in the sun, idiot savant
Something like a monument
I'm a dinosaur, somebody is digging my bones
When I look back on the past
Its a wonder I'm not yet extinct
All the mistakes and bad judgments I made
Nearly pushed me to the brink
It doesn't pay to be too nice
Its the one thing I have learned
Still, I made my fossil bed
Now I toss and turn
I'm a dinosaur, somebody is digging my bones
Long ago and far away in a different age
When I was a dumb young guy
Fossilized photos of my life then
Illustrate what an easy prey I must have been
Standing in the sun, idiot savant
Something like a monument
I'm a dinosaur, somebody is digging my bones
Ignorance has alway been something I excel in
Followed by naivete and pride
Doesn't take a scientist to see how
Any clever predator could have a piece of me
Standing in the sun, idiot savant
Something like a monument
I'm a dinosaur, somebody is digging my bones
When I look back on the past
Its a wonder I'm not yet extinct
All the mistakes and bad judgments I made
Nearly pushed me to the brink
It doesn't pay to be too nice
Its the one thing I have learned
Still, I made my fossil bed
Now I toss and turn
I'm a dinosaur, somebody is digging my bones
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
Sunday, August 31, 2008
Friday, August 29, 2008
We Are the Sprocket Holes vol. 37 / GODFUCKINGDAMNITNO vol. 1
from Ain't it Cool News;
Brett Ratner: GUITAR HERO!?
Merrick here...
Brett Ratner is horny to make a movie centered around Activision's GUITAR HERO franchise.
Ratner says:
“I love ‘Guitar Hero’ and I think it’s a part of pop culture. I would love to do a ‘Guitar Hero’ movie, if Activision would ever let me. I’m trying to convince them, but why would you have a movie screw up such a huge franchise? Not that I would make a bad movie. So that would be cool, to do a ‘Guitar Hero’ movie. ”
And here is his idea for the plot:
“It could be about a kid from a small town who dreams of being a rock star and he wins the ‘Guitar Hero’ competition. One of these dreams-[come-true] kind of concepts.”
...according to THIS INTERVIEW with MTV.
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