The thing about Netflix: you indulge the counter-instinct when it comes to old movies, ones you've passed by a thousand times in the video store. You say, What the hell, I've never seen it. Two recent spectacles:
Coptown
An all-star cast that looks just TERRIBLE. Ray Liotta, in particular, appears to have escaped from rehab. Homeless. De Niro has the facial hair of a depraved Kinsmen, Harvey Keitel wears shirts fresh from the rummage bin at Winners, and Sylvester Stallone sports a sheriff's hat that literally does not fit on his head. It looks like a pylon with wings.
A sheriff's hat!
Also: something about corrupt cops who all live in the same small town.
Wonderland
Wow. Sometimes you forget about the Val Kilmer who wasn't a wet, bloated pillow. Who was young and quick and had a jaw that cut bread. Another all-star cast here, although more in the cameo department. Paris Hilton!
Also, something about drugs, murder and a guy with a huge ding-a-ling.
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Found this fella on the street the other day. Who throws away Tennessee? O right, everyone.
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Another death knell for the bees.
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Copies of my new book came in this week, and are now in the shop. After November 1st, Dark All Day will available from Amazon, SPD, Fjords and various booksellers across the United States. It has pictures! Loads of them!
Villains, also in the shop.
Recently my friend Merle sent me a large, lovely painting, completely out of the blue. The best way to get one. This is a detail.
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Upstart Press launched another title last night – Cheryl Sutherland's Alchemy: A Geography of Love. Congratulations, Cheryl!
And have a good weekend, everyone. C is taking in Flashdance, the Musical, so put that in your pipe and smoke it.