A comment in some post below—I'm trying to get out of the house, so I'm disinclined to make the effort to be more specific—infers that since I haven't posted in a while, the blog may be defunct. It is not, especially given I just re-upped my fee to keep posting for another year. But yeah, it has been dormant. I've been busy. Don't make me quote Team America: World Police again. And it's likely I WILL give it up before the decade's out. I'm thinking, though, maybe give it two more years, quit it in 2018, when it turns ten. That'll be symmetrical and shit.
There is material in the works for this "blog" "spot." I've been watching a lot of Blu-ray discs that I'm not reviewing for anyone else, and you know what that means. But that won't post until after at least one of the British Blu-rays of Tarkovsky stuff comes out. If you are looking for fresh content from me right this very minute, why not check out my New York Times review of X-Men: Apocalypse? That's pretty funny. Also, if you are near a finer newsstand, Film Comment has published, in its May/June issue, an essay I wrote on Richard Quine's Strangers When We Meet. You have to get the print issue to read it, though, because, shucks, it's not on the magazine's website.
The renowned website RogerEbert.com continues to run my stuff; this week there are reviews of Chevalier and Presenting Princess Shaw, and an interview with the founder of the new label/streaming service The Film Detective.
And here is a screen capture from Ski Party, featuring Deborah Walley, Yvonne Craig, and James Brown, with three Flames and some dorky white people in the background.
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