Will Ferrell has a new comedy coming out with John C. Reilly this weekend, but the exercise is far from new. I haven’t seen the movie, but in this day and age, you don’t have to actually experience something to judge it. I am going to discuss Ferrell’s previous career choices and how they have [...]
Archive for July, 2008
Will Ferrell, Zealotry and Pride
Posted in Film, tagged Alcohol, Career Analysis, Coping, Feminism, Manhood, Movies, Mustaches, Pride, Sports, Sweet men, Villains, Vince Vaughn, Will Ferrell on July 25, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
The Dark Knight and The Thrill of Lofty Expectations
Posted in Film, tagged Brad Pitt, Christian Bale Cum, Conversations, Film, Heath Ledger, Nick Nolte, Projection, Spider-Man, Summer movies, The Dark Knight, Theaters on July 22, 2008 | 1 Comment »
I am going to take a break, perhaps an extended break, from using this blog as an outlet for my usual tawdry earnest “literature,” or whatever you want to call it I’m going to try to get back to what I usually write, or what people usually are accustomed to be reading from me, which [...]
Introductions
Posted in Poetry, tagged Baseball, Bill Clinton, Boxing, First pitches, Football, George Bush, History, Icefishing, Poetry, Television on July 22, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Imagine an arena. Picture a ballroom. Place your feet at a center. There are folding chairs. There are waitresses. There are ring girls, holding numbers, and pushing out their chests with smiles, beckoning to the dark faces in the crowd. The mayor is here. There are politicians, businessmen, athletes, entertainers, journalists, personalities, middlemen, yesmen, clerks, bartenders, [...]
An Albatross
Posted in Poetry, tagged Memory on July 17, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
I remember nights with doors that slammed.
Raised voices running like engines,
Revving through the walls around my bed.
And what would follow,
Was typical at best.
These nights stand out more than any other.
These days,
We argue quiet.
We force tough stressed syllables,
through clenched teeth and burning eyes
And the theater of it,
is gone.
I found a grocery list.
They needed gum, water, and [...]
Chapter Nine
Posted in Fiction, tagged Buildings, Highways, Lincoln Tunnel, New York City, Traffic, Trash, Yankees on July 6, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
I’m skittish when I pull of the bridge, my feet are sore, and I’ve been driving too long. At first I am dazed, the city is so much bigger than I remember. I swing onto 9th from the Lincoln Tunnel and find my place between these high rises. I am surrounded by glass towers adorned [...]
