Monthly Archives: December 2012

Umberto Eco wrote a great essay about the film, Casablanca, in which he suggested that the movie was great because it shamelessly exploited cliches from all cinematic genres and let that run wild “on the pitch”, as it were. We … Continue reading →

It’s Boxing Day. If you didn’t do injury to your stomach by over-eating on Christmas Day, you can do your liver no favours today with tipples and carousing. Here’s one of my favourite SCTV skits of all-time which I neglected … Continue reading →

I like poems. I like novellas. They are forms that should force the writer to say his piece and get out. The reader should not be forced to endure the vanities of a writer. The reader is there to enjoy … Continue reading →

To take my mind off writing, I banged together a remix of Kenneth Thomas’ Russian Lights, a track with interesting possibilities. What fun.

All I have to say, I will say in a poem. MUZZLED EXISTENCE there are no answers in the clouds or in the waves for the fury of madness speaking in the tongues of lead and blood we are helpless … Continue reading →

Orson Welles produced a lot of films. He also consumed a lot of gourmet vittles and fine wine. No doubt the former subsidized the latter. At some point he must have wanted to make a movie rather badly because he … Continue reading →

Woody Allen doesn’t know writer’s block. He is constantly writing movies and produces about one a year. I have found myself still interested in his work, primarily how he tries to square the spirit of the times with his own … Continue reading →

It’s nice to step out of writing and into editing now and again. You get to see how other writers think and compose. Here’s the latest issue of Keyhole which I had the pleasure to edit. Some good stuff in … Continue reading →

I’ve been cooking a poem all day, trying to get its vibrations to fall in line. Listened to this and it had just the right perfume. Sonic space cookie.