Friday, April 23, 2010
In medieval legend, a succubus is a female demon that seduces men in dreams. They draw energy from the men to sustain themselves, often until the point of exhaustion or death of the victim.
So, good times!
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We are gold, you and I
Ejected out of a blast from the rays of the sun
finding each other, hurtling through the atmosphere into a flood of cool
I hold our core
You give our shine
We are timeless
A magnificent nugget
We become stronger
But then, as we merge into yet another layer of color, you break off to shine of a trivial though momentous currency
With no shine, I diminish and soften
Like some Gypsum Alabaster
I am trapped in this weakened rock
Avoiding the shatter of the reckless and greedy heart
A once solid stone, now void of color
Our core is petrified
I become invisible
Our bond anonymous to the elements around us
As though we never happened
As though gold has nothing beyond it's shine
And the ecstasy of gold, is lost
To the hands of those who know nothing of fortune, only greed
...and to your need
to shine without me.
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Photo of my 'Quint $10,000 Amitty Fish Taco'
1. A Mexican snack food; a small tortilla with some rice, beans, cheese, diced vegetables (usually tomatoes and lettuce, as served in the United States) and salsa.
2. (US, slang) the vagina. also called pink taco
3. (US, slang) A yellow stain on shirt armpit caused by sweat or deodorant.
Many believe the arrival of the Taco in our culture came in 1914 California cookbooks. Wrong.
3000 B.C. - Excavations in the valley of “Valle de Tehuacán”, in the state of Puebla, reveal the use of fish, locusts and fuckin' snails as the filling of the ancient Mexican cuisine that would later be dubbed by the Spanish as, "Taco".
1519 -Bernal Diaz del Castillo, a Spanish soldier who came with Hernán Cortés to the New World, is the first man to chronicle his experience with the Taco.
Pigs were brought all the way from Cuba to fill the tacos. And he described the experience as a "Taco Bash". The first documented "Taco Bash" occurred in Coyoacán.
The definitions and documentation are an over simplified injustice to the beauty and brilliance of the taco delite, food or flesh.
This College made Documentary is perhaps the most informative of Taco Cuisine lore.
The site of some great cinema and amazing Tacos.
SCHEIDER FEST. It almost always includes the traditional viewing of Steven Spielberg's JAWS, Which is an ALL-TIME FAVORITE, but for this SCHEIDER FEST we're talking up what I will now call, THE BAADASSS SCHEIDER COMPLEX. Which refers to the conscious craziness of the characters. Characters like Scanlon'Dominguez', Buddy 'Seven-up', and Harry Mitchell. Characters who say things like, "I'll get you, you fucker", and step on peoples heads, or carry crates of nitro while suffering from exhaustion and a bad case of the blues.
Let's start with Harry Mitchell.
Harry has it all. Action Slacks, a great haircut, an amazing pair of sunglasses, a wife and a mistress. Harry is in big business. Metallurgical business. With a big fat government contract. His wife Barbara (Ann-Margeret) was once the belle of the ball and is entering politics in an attempt to regain control of her own life. She knows her husband and holds out hope while further pursuing her new found independence. Only, she doesn't really know him. Sure Harry digs his fast classic cars, his Jazz, and his reckless drives along the coast. But he also digs 19 year old prostitutes/porn "stars" (Kelly Preston and Vanity). Like, a lot...and it gets him in trouble.
Trouble in the form of razzamatazz sleezeball pimp, pornographer, blackmailer, murderer, Alan Raimy(The amazing John Glover). A real piece of shit, who loves calling people "sport" and "slick" along with his gang of douches, Leo and Bobby (Robert Trebor and Clarence Williams III)Who pimp, murder, and blackmail their way into Harry's life. For 52 grand.
But that's not clear....
And like all scumbag fucks, they underestimate Harry, his fast cars, his Jazz, and his love for Babs. Raimy doesn't realize because he has fucked with Harry at a point in his life where all things have bottomed out, where the result of Raimy's scheme would more often than not go in one direction, will restore something in Harry Mitchell. Something that swings the pendulum wide in the other direction. A direction of resilience. Of survival. Of redemption.
As Harry reaches his wits end he rediscovers his edge, his cool, his "I'll get you, you fucker" side, and at the pick-up finds a proper way to spend that 52.
52 is much more than a story about rich assholes and sleezy prick fucks. There are themes about partnership, trust, and second chances. The plot is driven through and re-enforced by these themes and makes for rich character conflict. Everyone is lost at it's start. And each and every character has their own ideas about freedom. And it's through the understanding or betrayal of these themes they pursue it. Most expect Harry's 52 to help them get it.
Every ones acting chops shine in this one. And the chemistry between Scheider and Margeret is very natural. I believe their marriage. What it once was, what's happened to it, and what they're holding on to. It's a truly great pairing.
And if Scheider and Margeret aren't enough for you...
And Clarence Williams III......I mean, dude.
This one ROCKS on every level and it chokes me the fuck up in some moments.
So what are you waiting for?