Sunday, February 16, 2020


HEDWIG AND THE ANGRY INCH

John Cameron Mitchell

Portland Center Stage at The Armory
In the Ellyn Bye Studio
128 NW Eleventh Ave
Portland, OR 97209

Monday, February 10, 2020

GEORGE HARRISON

If everyone who had a gun just shot themselves, there wouldn’t be a problem.

-

It can never be said ofter enough, or loud enough.

Saturday, February 8, 2020

LAL DED

This body that you’re fussing over, this body that you’re beautifying, this body that you’re wearing to the party, this body will end as ash.
EMIL CIORAN

No one can enjoy freedom without trembling.
EMIL CIORAN
A Brief History of Decay

His power to adore is responsible for all his crimes: A man who loves a god unduly forces other men to love his god, eager to exterminate them if they refuse.

ONCE UPON A TIME IN ... HOLLYWOOD

Quentin Tarantino
USA, 2019
FERNANDO PESSOA

Literature is the most agreeable way of ignoring life.

Thursday, February 6, 2020


THE MAN IN THE HIGH CASTLE
Season 2

Philip K. Dick, Frank Spotnitz, Daniel Percival
USA, 2016
AWA KENZO
Zen Bow, Zen Arrow

In the dojo, aim for truth.
At home, aim for harmony.
At work, aim for progress.
Among friends, aim for trust.
In the world, aim for sincerity.


Wednesday, February 5, 2020


TERRORE NELLO SPAZIO
-
PLANET OF THE VAMPIRES

Mario Bava
Italy, 1965
TALLULAH BANKHEAD

It's the good girls who keep diaries; the bad girls never have the time.


Tuesday, February 4, 2020

PIER PAOLO PASOLINI

Once life is finished it acquires a sense; up to that point it has not got a sense; its sense is suspended and therefore ambiguous.

THE MAN IN THE HIGH CASTLE
Season 1

Philip K. Dick, Frank Spotnitz, Daniel Percival
USA, 2015

Monday, February 3, 2020


LA DONNA DEL LAGO
-
THE POSSESSED

Luigi Bazzoni, Franco Rossellini
Italy, 1965


OLIVER SACKS
Gratitude

I thought I would die at 41, when I had a bad fall and broke a leg while mountaineering alone. I splinted the leg as best I could and started to lever myself down the mountain, clumsily, with my arms. In the long hours that followed, I was assailed by memories, both good and bad. Most were in a mode of gratitude — gratitude for what I had been given by others, gratitude too that I had been able to give something back.

At nearly 80, with a scattering of medical and surgical problems, none disabling, I feel glad to be alive — “I’m glad I’m not dead!” sometimes bursts out of me when the weather is perfect. (This is in contrast to a story I heard from a friend who, walking with Samuel Beckett in Paris on a perfect spring morning, said to him, “Doesn’t a day like this make you glad to be alive?” to which Beckett answered, “I wouldn’t go as far as that.”) I am grateful that I have experienced many things — some wonderful, some horrible — and that I have been able to write a dozen books, to receive innumerable letters from friends, colleagues, and readers, and to enjoy what Nathaniel Hawthorne called ‘an intercourse with the world.’

-

EURYTHMICS
from "I've Got a Lover (Back in Japan)"

I've got a lover back in japan
He's got tattoos
He's my Superman
I try to call him up from time to time
We can talk about the weather
Is the weather fine?

THE LEGEND OF THE HOLY DRINKER

Ernanno Olni
Italy, 1988
HALLDÓR LAXNESS
Independent People

It’s a useful habit never to believe more than half of what people tell you, and not to concern yourself with the rest. Rather keep your mind free and your path your own.
RADCLYFFE HALL
"On the Hill-Side"

          A Memory

You lay so still in the sunshine,
So still in that hot sweet hour—
That the timid things of the forest land
Came close; a butterfly lit on your hand,
Mistaking it for a flower.

You scarcely breathed in your slumber,
So dreamless it was, so deep—
While the warm air stirred in my veins like wine,
The air that had blown through a jasmine vine,
But you slept—and I let you sleep.

Sunday, February 2, 2020


TEOREMA

Pier Paolo Pasolini
Italy, 1969
PIER PAOLO PASOLINI

I am black with love
neither boy nor nightingale
perfectly whole as a flower
I desire without impulse

OEPIPUS REX

Pier Paolo Pasolini
Italy, 1967
WISŁAWA SZYMBORSKA
"Negative"

In the dun-colored sky
A cloud even more dun-colored
With the black outline of the sun.

To the left, that is, to the right
A white cherry branch with black flowers.

On your dark face, light shadows.
You have sat down at a small table
And laid your grayed hands on it.

You give the impression of a ghost
Who attempts to summon the living.

(Because I'm still counted among them,
I should appear and knock:
Good night, that is, good morning,
Farewell, that is, hello.
Not being stingy with questions to any answer
If they concern life,
That is, the storm before the calm.)


Translated by Joanna Trzeciak

Saturday, February 1, 2020


LA MASCHERE DEL DEMONIO
-
BLACK SUNDAY

Mario Bava
Italy, 1960



1917

Sam Mendes
UK/USA, 2019
WILFRED OWEN
"Futility"

Move him into the sun—
Gently its touch awoke him once,
At home, whispering of fields unsown.
Always it woke him, even in France,
Until this morning and this snow.
If anything might rouse him now
The kind old sun will know.

Think how it wakes the seeds—
Woke, once, the clays of a cold star.
Are limbs so dear-achieved, are sides
Full-nerved,—still warm,—too hard to stir?
Was it for this the clay grew tall?
—O what made fatuous sunbeams toil
To break earth's sleep at all?

Friday, January 31, 2020

SUPERNATURAL
Season 15

Post-holidays triple feature.

Carol Channing

ISAAC ASIMOV
Quasar, Quasar, Burning Bright (1978)

I believe that only scientists can understand the universe. It is not so much that I have confidence in scientists being right, but that I have so much confidence in non-scientists being wrong.

PARASITE

Bong Joon Ho
Korea, 2019
MICHAEL LONGLEY
“Thaw”

Snow curls into the coalhouse, flecks the coal.
We burn the snow as well in bad weather
As though to spring-clean that darkening hole.
The thaw’s a blackbird with one white feather.

Thursday, January 30, 2020


REAZIONE A CATENA
-
A BAY OF BLOOD 

Mario Bava
Italy, 1972


THOMAS BERNHARD
The Loser

In theory we understand people, but in practice we can’t put up with them, I thought, deal with them for the most part reluctantly and always treat them from our point of view. We should observe and treat people not from our point of view but from all angles, I thought, associate with them in such a way that we can say we associate with them so to speak in a completely unbiased way, which however isn’t possible, since we actually are always biased against everybody.

LA FRUSTA E IL CORPO
-
THE WHIP AND THE BODY

Mario Bava (as John M. Old)
Italy, 1963
HUEY NEWTON

We [Black Panthers] have not said much about the homosexual at all, but we must relate to the homosexual movement because it is a real thing. And I know through reading, and through my life experience and observations that homosexuals are not given freedom and liberty by anyone in the society. They might be the most oppressed people in the society.

Wednesday, January 29, 2020


I AM DIVINE
The True Story of the Most Beautiful Woman in the World

Jeffrey Schwartz
USA, 2019
TALLULAH BANKHEAD

I'm as pure as the driven slush.

MULTIPLE MANIACS

John Waters
Baltimore, 1970
ELDRIGE CLEAVER

You don’t have to teach people how to be human.

You have to teach them how to stop being inhuman.

Tuesday, January 28, 2020


IL ROSSO SEGNO DELLA FOLLIA
-
HATCHET FOR THE HONEYMOON

Mario Bava
Italy, 1970
HAROLD PINTER
Old Times

What worries me is the thought of your husband rumbling about alone in his enormous villa living hand to mouth on a few hard-boiled eggs and unable to speak a damn word of English.

GLI OCCHI FREDDI DELLA PAURA
-
COLD EYES OF FEAR

Enzo G. Castellari
Italy, 1971
PHILIP LEVINE
“Blue”

Dawn. I was just walking
back across the tracks
toward the loading docks
when I saw a kid climb
out of a boxcar, his blue
jacket trailing like a skirt,
and make for the fence. He’d
hoisted a wet wooden flat
of fresh fish on his right
shoulder, and he tottered
back and forth like someone
with one leg shorter than
the other. I took my glasses
off and wiped them on the tails
of my dirty shirt, and all
I could see were the smudges
of the men wakening one
at a time and reaching for
both the sky and the earth.
My brother-in-law, Joseph,
the railroad cop, who talked
all day and all night of beer
and pussy, Joseph in his suit
shouting out my name, Pheeel!
Pheeel! waving a blue bandana
and pointing behind me to
where the kid cleared the fence
and the weak March sun
had topped the car barns,
to a pale watery sky, wisps
of dirty smoke, and the day.

Monday, January 27, 2020

COSA AVETE FATTO A SOLANGE?
-
WHAT HAPPENED TO SOLANGE?

Massimo Dallamano
Italy, 1972
CARL SAGAN

If it can be destroyed by the truth, it deserves to be destroyed by the truth.

-

DOROTHY ALLISON

If it’s true, I have the absolute right to terrify you with it.

PERCHÉ QUELLE STRANE GOCCE DI SANGUE SUL CORP DI JENNIFER?
-
THE CASE OF THE BLOODY IRIS

Giuliano Carnimeo
Italy, 1972
EMIL CIORAN
A Brief History of Decay

In every man sleeps a prophet, and when he wakes there is a little more evil in the world.

Sunday, January 26, 2020


NUDE PER L'ASSASSINO
-
STRIP NUDE FOR YOUR KILLER

Andrea Bianchi
Italy, 1975
LA TARANTOLA DAL VENTRE NERO
-
THE BLACK BELLY OF THE TARANTULA

Paolo Cavara
Italy, 1971
 

Yatao with Peia and Rob Taylor
"The Change is Now"

T. S. ELIOT
From a letter to Groucho Marx - June 3, 1964

The picture of you in the newspaper saying that, amongst other reasons, you have come to London to see me has greatly enhanced my credit line in the neighborhood, and particularly with the greengrocer across the street.

Saturday, January 25, 2020


SORCERESS

Jack Hill (as Brian Stuart)
Mexico - USA, 1982
STAR CRASH 

Luigi Cozzi (as Lewis Coates)
Italy, 1978

LA GUERRA DE LOS GIGANTES
Sebastián Durón (1660-1716)

Darío Moreno

Pilar Alva, Soledad Cardoso, Laura Sabatel. Olalla Alemán, Marta Infante, Eva Juarez, Solomía Antonyak,

Orchestra Barroca De Granada, Íliber Ensemble

HAROLD PINTER
Moonlight

You’re not a bad man. You’re just what we used to call a loudmouth. You can’t help it. It’s your nature. If you only kept your mouth shut more of the time life with you might just be tolerable.


VIETNAMESE HOME COOKING

Charles Phan

Friday, January 24, 2020

SAMUEL BECKETT
The Unnamable

Method or no method I shall have to banish them in the end, the beings, things, shapes, sounds and lights with which my haste to speak has encumbered this place.

ISOLATION

Billy O'Brien
Ireland, 2005
THE JUNIPER TREE

Nietzchka Keene
Iceland, 1990
JORGE LUIS BORGES

A writer’s work is the product of laziness, you see. A writer’s work essentially consists of taking his mind off things, of thinking about something else, of daydreaming, of not being in any hurry to go to sleep but to imagine something … And then comes the actual writing, and that’s his trade. That is, I don’t think the two things are incompatible. Besides, I think that when one is writing something that’s more or less good, one doesn’t feel it to be a chore; one feels it to be a form of amusement. A form of amusement that doesn’t exclude the use of intelligence, just as chess doesn’t exclude it.

Thursday, January 23, 2020

LUDO

Katrin Ottarsdóttir
Faroe Islands, 2014

RÖKKUR
-
RIFT

Erlingur Thoroddsen
Iceland, 2017

Yatao
"One Love"
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
“XXIX [Surprised by joy—impatient as the Wind]”

Surprised by joy—impatient as the Wind
I turned to share the transport—Oh! with whom
But Thee, deep buried in the silent Tomb,
That spot which no vicissitude can find?
Love, faithful love, recalled thee to my mind—
But how could I forget thee? Through what power,
Even for the least division of an hour,
Have I been so beguiled as to be blind
To my most grievous loss?—That thought’s return
Was the worst pang that sorrow ever bore,
Save one, one only, when I stood forlorn,
Knowing my heart’s best treasure was no more;
That neither present time, nor years unborn
Could to my sight that heavenly face restore.

SRI LANKA
The Cookbook

Prakash K. Sivanatha and Niranjala M. Ellawala

Wednesday, January 22, 2020

THOMAS JEFFERSON
From a letter to Peter Carr - Paris, August 19, 1785

He who permits himself to tell a lie once, finds it much easier to do it a second and third time, till at length it becomes habitual; he tells lies without attending to it, and truth without the world’s believing him. This falsehood of the tongue leads to that of the heart, and in time depraves all its good dispositions.

L'OCCHIO NEL LABIRINTO
-
EYE IN THE LABYRINTH

Mario Calano
Italy, 1972
NON SI SEVIZIA UN PAPERINO
-
DON'T TORTURE A DUCKLING

Lucio Fulci
Italy, 1972
MARGARET ATWOOD
"Frogless"

The sore trees cast their leaves
too early. Each twig pinching
shut like a jabbed clam.
Soon there will be a hot gauze of snow
searing the roots.

Booze in the spring runoff,
pure antifreeze;
the stream worms drunk and burning.
Tadpoles wrecked in the puddles.

Here comes an eel with a dead eye
grown from its cheek.
Would you cook it?
You would if.

The people eat sick fish
because there are no others.
Then they get born wrong.

This is not sport, sir.
This is not good weather.
This is not blue and green.

This is home.
Travel anywhere in a year, five years,
and you’ll end up here.

Tuesday, January 21, 2020



OVERLORD

Julius Avery
USA, 2018
LI BAI

You ask why I make my home in the mountain forest,
and I smile, and am silent,
and even my soul remains quiet:
it lives in the other world
which no one owns.
The peach trees blossom,
The water flows.

THE CRIMINAL CHILD
Selected Essays

Jean Genet

Monday, January 20, 2020


IL TUO VIZIO È UNA STANZA CHIUSA E SOLO IO NE HO LA CHIAVE
-
YOUR VICE IS A LOCKED ROOM AND ONLY I HAVE THE KEY

Sergio Martino
Italy, 1973


ANNE SPENCER
"White Things"

Most things are colorful things—the sky, earth, and sea.
                  Black men are most men; but the white are free!
White things are rare things; so rare, so rare
They stole from out a silvered world—somewhere.
Finding earth-plains fair plains, save greenly grassed,
They strewed white feathers of cowardice, as they passed;
                 The golden stars with lances fine
                 The hills all red and darkened pine,
They blanched with their wand of power;
And turned the blood in a ruby rose
To a poor white poppy-flower.

GATTO NERO
-
THE BLACK CAT

Lucio Fulci
Italy, 1981
BONNIE 'PRINCE' BILLY
“God’s Small Song”

I will wake up tomorrow
I have tended to God’s small song
And to Love’s small song
And closed my eyes to sleep so long

And tonight I’ll go
Into all of the places that you love
That is my place here
To have been in those

I will wake up tomorrow
I have amended some of the things
That some actions bring
And closed the head to be with you

In each eye there is an apple
Buried there before the eye
And out of sockets come the branches
And from the branches dangle I

Sunday, January 19, 2020


ZOMBIE

Lucio Fulci
Italy, 1980
TALLULAH BANKHEAD

I'll come and make love to you at five o'clock. If I'm late start without me.

Saturday, January 18, 2020


NO BLADE OF GRASS

Cornel Wilde
USA, 1972