“Cameraperson” Gives Us A Fractured Lens To View Life
Our reviewer takes a look at Kirsten Johnson's stunning new documentary "Cameraperson", an intense look at the thin line between journalist and voyeur.
“Chicagoland Shorts Vol. 2” Brings Some Of Chicago’s Finest Short Films To Arizona
"Chicagoland Shorts Vol. 2" is an impressive program of 10 beautiful, unusual, and strange short films. It's a must-see evening of independent cinema.
Warren Ellis’ “Normal” Is A Mad Trip On A “Speeding Death Kaleidoscope Made Out Of Tits”
Warren Ellis' new novel "Normal" is a tensely written, fascinating, hilarious, and unnerving look at our insanity-inducing future.
Free Will in Ancient Greek Myth
In Platonic thought the metaphysical buck stopped with the primacy of individuality. For free will, it implies that the closer you are to godliness the closer you are to liberation.
Donald P. Lovecraft, Or, The Doom That Came To Manhattan
Doesn't Donald Trump seem like a fucking nightmare? A strange apparition that has long haunted our souls but is only now gaining power? Well, The Klute certainly feels that way.
Proculus on Polytheism
'The One' is a pantheistic theology in a sense because there is no division between "creator" and "creation" — the gods are both the source and origin of existence and inherently, inescapably a part of it as well. And also obviously a polytheistic theology operating within a pluralistic metaphysical framework.
Absurd Gore, Unflattering Nudity, and Lots of Grease in ‘The Greasy Strangler’
The wonderful thing about being an unknown indie director in the movie industry is you have limitless potential to achieve the true creative vision of your film. Hosking’s visions are fucking disgusting.
Nick Cave’s ‘One More Time With Feeling’ Will Rip Out Your Heart
“One More Time With Feeling” rarely hits any false notes. It feels authentic and truthful in a way that makes most other music documentaries feel like forgeries.
Phoenix, Arizona is Like an H.P. Lovecraft Nightmare
It is a time in which clouds, heavy with caustic rain, no longer glow with urban fire; a time when the endless tracks of asphalt have been filled with sand, and when once-skeletal lions have fattened themselves on mankind's tainted remains. Beneath the surface's burning grit, the desert's very blood sleeps, waiting for the darkness...