sweaty nights and cold Abita beer.
nobody. there is just a certain point when you can't remember names anymore. and you are always saying things like, "buddy", "pal", "bro", "lady". yeah, enough of that.
jewish wedding music.
horns.
accordions.
lily allen.
i wish i was wong kar wai.
jean pierre jeunet
michelangelo antonioni
cassavetes
peckinpah
any filmaker who can stir up my apathetic inclinations into creative ones.quick 5? hmm....(no order)
eternal sunshine of the spotless mind
a woman under the influence
chunking express
bring me the head of alfredo garcia
all the real girls
my opiate
The Koran
whoever invented the Monte Cristo Sandwich. pure, heart-breaking heaven