a seemingly random journey through cinema's heart of darkness. so to speak.

Tuesday, November 23, 2004

You know why I'm here

In tomorrow's Weekly, I once again penned but two articles:
*A very paltry Rep commands only a couple hundred words this time (and next week's not a ton better).
* And what I believe to be, without having done a lot of research, the geekiest Top Five of the Moment ever. I'm not boasting.

Four day holiday on the horizon, and I'm sure I'll wind up finally typing up some words on Man on Fire, Fritz Lang's Spies and Wong Kar-Wai's rapturous Days of Being Wild, which many of my film-critic idols caught in Manhattan over the weekend while I had to settle for DVD on the tiny television in my bedroom. You guys are bastards.


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