No Strings Attached

In case anyone’s wondering, this is what I would look like – exactly what I would look like – if a gypsy curse transformed me into a marionette. This handsome little devil with a (literally) chiseled jaw is hanging in a store just a few blocks away from my new apartment. And I’m about 90% sure it’s going to come to life in the dead of night and try to strangle me with its...

Futuristic Kicks

Since BACK TO THE FUTURE 2 nearly made me a 10-year old coronary patient, I can honestly, and quite literally, say I have a soft spot in my heart for the flick. It had everything I’d ever wanted to see in a movie – time travel, flying cars and Leah Thompson (Really? I’m the only one who had a thing for her?) – all in one big, shiny package. Yet it wasn’t this trifecta of box...

I Am Jack Bauer

While you’d be hard pressed to find someone who doesn’t like being told they look like a celebrity – with the possible exception of my landlady “Chewbacca” – the comparison’s really kind of a double-edged sword when you think about it. I mean, it’s essentially the most flattering possible way of asking someone, “Hey – know who you’d look like if you were a bit...

Lycanthropic Laurels

I’ve just received word that THE SILVER BULLET is screening at this weekend’s Twin Rivers Multimedia Festival, and has been recognized with an Honorable Mention! This comes hot on the heels of Monday’s news that BLAK COFFEE has claimed Third Place in the fest’s Commercial category, so a huge thanks and a big congrats to everyone involved with the ads. In other fest news, tomorrow’s...

Squirrelly Headgear

Thanks to the coincidental mass exodus of Los Angeles last weekend by pretty much everyone I know, Saturday found me all by my lonesome. And, faced with the thrilling yet frighteningly alien concept of having a relaxing day to myself, I laced up my sneaks and beat the street for Mark Ryden’s “The Tree Show” at the Michael Kohn gallery. Since Ryden’s stuff isn’t exactly everyone’s...