Concerning the works of Room 13: Osseous,

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Hannah Carpenter Pitkin unless noted otherwise.


Film Observations as of End July, 2012

I have watched the following movies in the past week or so. The recurrence of actors astounds me. By chance.

Manderlay (Lars Von Trier) starring Isaach De Bankole
HBO Show: Boardwalk Empire (Terence Winter) featuring Paz de la Huerta (focusing on mob bosses rigging elections)
Limits of Control (Jim Jarmusch) starring Isaach De Bankole AND Paz de la Huerta
The Diving Bell and Butteryfly (Julian Schnabel) starring Emmanuelle Seigner, Isaach De Bankole, and Olatz López Garmendia 
Before Night Falls (Julian Schnabel) starring Olatz López Garmendia
the band: Ultra Orange & Emmanuel, featuring Emmanuelle Seigner
Motorcycle Diaries (Walter Salles) featuring Gael García Bernal
Y Tu Mama Tambien (Alfonso Cuarón) featuring Gael García Bernal
The Maltese Falcon (John Huston) featuring Humphrey Bogart
The Woman In The Window (Fritz Lang) featuring Edward G. Robinson
Key Largo (John Huston) featuring Edward G. Robinson AND Humphrey Bogart (focusing on mob bosses rigging elections)

Also watched:
Dogtooth by Giorgos Lanthimos, which was absolutely incredible.
Fearless by Ronny Yu, which stars Jet Li, and is a visually stimulating look at the life of Huo Yuanjia, founder of Chin Woo Athletic Association.
Santa Sangre, The Holy Mountain, and El Topo all by Alejandro Jodorowsky, and all of which are extremely fucked but are incredibly interesting investigations of the human psyche, (and the individual psyche of Alejandro Jodorowsky,) and all of which I would recommend.
Obviously endless reruns of Star Trek; The Next Generation (Gene Roddenberry), and Twin Peaks (David Lynch, Mark Frost).
Also just saw The Dark Night Rises, which I was very pleased with. Note: not blown away, but very pleased with.


wherein you made your wife and children bark like dogs at the gate of your home.


the ties, of course, are not to me. you'd think, but you'd be wrong.
The beauty undressed
Is merely a thousand peasants.

It is not a dream.


while coming home and on the road
our worry is that we might find a false-hood.
like when Bruegel held to :
and Pollock was a misogynist.


Tears of Abigail


The second breath,
Upon our fermentation
Gave Apollo reason
For noting the skies.
Between whiles, as he'd say,
The enchantment was
The best non-fiction.
Our hermitage allows
Deconstruction of gallows.
Where once we swayed
Arching neck and knee,
We now accept our following,
Speaking in tongues, and
Bending to beats.
_______ continued to speak of daggers with what all - the delicacy of their finely scored handles and their wrists 'so much like that of my own arm,' ever swaying and inside of a drifting chasm of anchor blood, that yes, yes empty into an 'ocean of soullessness and frowning Gods.' I do not care. _______'s description was un-suiting and offensive to me because I saw the Gods as _______ did and there was not a frown about, and in fact I found the red sea quite exhilarating and full of ambition. I'll keep it with mine, I once heard, and so like she did, I will as well foster under my skin the smiling God-work and taste for the petty and the grand. _______ is silent.