Joseph Beuys at the beach. Source: screenshot from the Interwebnets Worst-title #2: Thoughts stirred by Werk Ohne Autor Worst-title #3: Stop old money making all the films so that someone else can have a shot at it. "My salad days, when I was green in judgement…" -Cleopatra, Shakespeare Disclaimer: spoiler alert. This worst-post, like so … Continue reading Salad Days vs Beuys Days

Or Ciao Bella, Peter Fonda Never understood Peter Fonda, dear worst-reader. Although I liked a few of his films, there was always something about him that bugged me. Maybe it was his odd, non-leading man looks--yet he got leading roles. Perhaps it was the hair line that he managed to cover up most of his … Continue reading Riding Easy

Not since The Shape Of Water have I been motivated to put up my ray-of-light sensors for more and better movies made for adults, intellects, those who prefer to think rather than have their wits dimmed and numbed by krappy, brain-dead comics come to digital albeit boring life. Yeah, I'm sick of blockbuster movies. Thank … Continue reading Breaking Through The Blockbusters

As stated here and here, dear worst-reader, I really dig the epic poem Beowulf. Reason? It's a very telling story--and not just about times long past, don't you know. Although difficult to read, especially the latter parts, it is truly a work of art that, once conquered, gives the feeling that one can somehow relate to … Continue reading Myth Porn Or How I Learned To Dodge Jizz Bling Bling

From the movie No Country For Old Men. Well worth the effort to transcribe. Some of the best writing and acting I've ever seen that encapsulates the #americant nightmare that is Disney and/or sparkles blowing out of a unicorn's a$$ or somewhere there's a rational person trying to figure out how your country got so … Continue reading You Been Putting Up Your Whole Life

Beckett the killer pug was taking me for a walk the other day while I listened to a podcast or three. After a few hours of peeing on trees and licking the dew from morning grass and counting the barges that traverse the Rhein, I decided enough was enough and told the old mutt to … Continue reading No Wag To Tail

You are not a victim of Bertolucci's film making. Or are you? Wait! Let me put that another way: When will the left learn? When will liberal thinking people grasp reality? The pathway to right above wrong is not traversed through political-correctness but through those who don't give a fcuk. But there is a way to get … Continue reading Humiliation, Glorification And The Magic Of Butter On Your Conscience

Disclaimer: some small spoilers but no big spoilers. And so it is done. And now that it's done, I've been thinking about how to worst-write about it. Here's what I've come up with so far:  It was good but... Liked it except for... Getting too old, seen too many movies, been there done that (in 70s!)... Guess … Continue reading May The Blank Be With You

Oh my. Does splurging give your conscience a rotten milk feeling? Some people like rotten milk, don't you know. In fact, they like it so much they do not know they smell (like) rotten milk. I suppose the same goes for garlic. But let's not confuse things. Ever smelled rotten milk? I mean really smelled … Continue reading Channeling Your Misogyny

Warning: spoiler alert (I think) regarding the film Interstellar. Good luck. Surprisingly interesting but weak film. Second thought: Long on the drama, unnecessary drama, weird drama. Obviously I'm confused about what the story of the movie is about. Or should I just say: the visuals are fantastic, the film has incorporated an odd, maybe twisted … Continue reading Space Ether 9th Symphony