Fate.
What's lately been infiltrating my eardrums:
Jawbreaker, Cursive, Billy Idol, Ima Robot, Lauren Hill, The Roots, The Beta Band, Coco Rosie, The Stares.
Recently viewed:
The Sea Inside - Or possibly "out to sea" as it's translated in the poem. Now, my español isn't exactly top notch, but whoever translated this film must have been a little "out to sea," themselves. Either way, Martha Nussbaum, Professor Talbott, and Dr Kevorkian would be pleased with Ramón Sampedro's achievement.
Inland Empire - I'd do anything for David Lynch. Except practice transcendental meditation.
Bubble - I don't know what was worse: the senseless plot, the painful soundtrack, or the boring dialogue (that's what you get for hiring a bunch of no-names from the midwest to ad lib a shitty screenplay).
The White Shiek - what a fruity fellow.
Nights of Cabiria - this one of Fellini's got my heart going. It's because I have a soft spot for prostitutes.
last life in the universe - what a waste of time. he should've just killed himself in the beginning and saved me a couple hours.
Can burn in hell. And fast -- before I get addicted to yet another crappy sitcom whose theme song will haunt my being.
Everything Is Illuminated (Jonathan Safran Foer), The Life Before Us (Romain Gary), A Clockwork Orange (Anthony Burgess), The Tin Drum (Gunter Grass), and most everything Nabokov.
Currently reading:
Which Rights Should Be Universal (William Talbott); God bless you, Mr. Rosewater (Kurt Vonnegut, Jr)
The Quail. What a piece of work.