Subfolders
Latest "Movie Reviews" Articles
Enter Nowhere
Yellowbrickroad [second viewing]
Alien Code
Doors
The Taking Of Deborah Logan
Artifice Girl
Come Out And Play
Time Lapse
Underground [2023]
The Belko Experiment
Nightmare City 2035
Island Zero
C.O.R.N.: The Field Of Screams
Anna: Scream Queen Killer
Alien Weekend
LX 2048
Nyctophobia
Moth
Mustang Sally’s Horror House
The Signal (2007) [second viewing]
Bug (1975)
ReSet
Quadrant
The Whisperer In Darkness
Network
This is my favorite movie, full stop.
I love this movie so much, am so close to it, I don't know what to say. It's like trying to write a summary of a beloved life-long friend.
This movie about the intersection of power, economics, and media, explored through a tale about the mental breakdown of a news anchor and the paradox of his resulting rise in ratings. It predicted, in 1976, so many things that we didn't see in reality until much later: the forces of economic globalization, the rise of "reality television", the commercial subversion of TV news (still, it may be hard to remember now, valued as a source of objective information at the time) from a reporting concern into a driver of profits and propaganda outlet—and takes them all to a ridiculous extreme, plus, casts a woman in the role of a cutthroat executive, something my…
Kalacakra – Crawling To Lhasa (Progressive/Post-Rock, 1972)
I've had a real soft spot for this obscure German epic since discovering it on some pirate music server decades ago. It might even have come from a Hotline server, it's been that long.
I suppose this album is considered by some to be psychedelia—and with the driving acoustic guitar acoustic guitar and Indian instruments, you can practically hear bell bottoms flapping in the breeze—or even krautrock due to its drawn-out, linear and insistent nature. But, besides the facts that krautrock was never this patchouli-scented, and that this came out in 1972 where psychedelia had been deader than a doornail for several years everywhere except Turkey, stylistically I consider "Crawling To Lhasa" to be less like those and closer in spirit, and even perhaps a direct acoustic precursor to, something like Magma's 1973 "Mekanïk Destruktïẁ Kommandöh". Like MDW, this album is almost just a single long rock raga, and…
Charles Mingus – Let My Children Hear Music (jazz, 1972)
Ornate, complex, breathtaking.
I was eating lunch in a sandwich joint up in Northbeach when I noticed the background music. Complex swing jazz compositions that would pivot off into jagged, squawking atonal horn stabs, momentarily droop into impressionistic piano melodies, or suddenly stop on a dime and pivot into classical-sounding passages before soon veering back. I had to ask the waiter what it was.
I feel like this is one of those albums that *had* to exist. It was out there somewhere, waiting, until Mingus discovered it and brought it to us. There's parts of it that are conventional—at least to the extent that Mingus's genius could be conventional—but as a whole, nothing else is quite like it.
I later read that Mingus considered this his best album. It makes sense. It's a real showstopper.
Luther Wright And The Wrongs – Rebuild The Wall (bluegrass, 2001)
Now, here we have a treat. I found this album at Amoeba Music... a spoof of the album cover of Pink Floyd's "The Wall", with hay bales instead of bricks, made me too curious to pass it up. The sticker on the CD said, if memory serves, "For 20 years, a great bluegrass album was trapped inside a great rock & roll album. We set it free."
This works FAR better than it should, and—despite some occasional hokey drawled vocals that tax my suspension of disbelief—is a 100% enjoyable, if wholly improbable, reimagining of "The Wall" from start to finish, which absolutely succeeds as an extremely listenable bluegrass album.
Next time Luther Wright and The Wrongs toured, I was lucky to see them play at a very small club near me. I introduced myself to Luther after the show and he proved to be one of the most personable guys…
The Nerve Meter – Poison Pen (rock/pop, 2002)
I'm going to try not to include too many albums for which no video is available, but this one is a favorite and deserves a mention.
One night in the late '90s I fell asleep listening to local radio. I was woken up a short time later by a live-in-the-studio set of very impressive smart, quirky pop. My instinct is to compare them to The Cars, who they sounded nothing like, but are reminiscent of in terms of quirky, intelligent pop songwriting with catchy melodies and great hooks. I had to know who it was, and as soon as the set ended and something else came on I called the radio station to ask. The DJ answered, I told him I loved it and needed to know what the hell I had just woken up to, and he told the band—the end of the conversation I heard went like this:…