Friday, August 24, 2012

Thursday, August 23, 2012

Y'all should know:

Henry Walthall, who plays this dick in Birth of a Nation:


made his living pre-Hollywood by capturing and selling black prisoners in the Neoslavery peonage system. He also moonlighted as a theater teacher!

Sometimes it's important to remember that the Original Sin of cinema was really, really racist.

Ironically Walthall also shows up in Griffith's Abraham Lincoln, the last of his "apology" films for BoaN. He's also the priest in the wonderful The Sin of Nora Moran, which I'm trying not to let ruin the movie, and the bad guy in Ride Him Cowboy, John Wayne's best B-movie. So if you want to see a crazy war-hawk right winger who despite his reputation probably wasn't a racist kill one who definitely was, that's your movie.

Walthall's standard biography sort of overlooks the part of his life spent kidnapping innocent, disenfranchised black Americans into slavery through a blackmailing juggernaut prison-for-profit system that fed into the nauseatingly dangerous and unsanitary coal mines that stripped and poisoned Alabama.


Tuesday, August 21, 2012

The Water on the Leaves

Carol (1970)
dir. Ed Emshwiller


Saving Private Ryan (1998)
dir. Steven Spielberg

The Faulknerian Sense of Time

It was Grandfather's [watch] and when Father gave it to me he said I give you the mausoleum of all hope and desire [...] I give it to you not that you may remember time, but that you might forget it now and then for a moment and not spend all of your breath trying to conquer it. Because no battle is ever won he said. They are not even fought. The field only reveals to man his own folly and despair, and victory is an illusion of philosophers and fools.
The Sound and the Fury (1929)
written by William Faulkner


If you could just ravel out into time. That would be nice. It would be nice if you could just ravel out into time.
As I Lay Dying (1930)
written by William Faulker


Time’s not such a bad thing after all. Use it right, and you can stretch anything out, like a rubberband, until it busts somewhere, and there you are, with all tragedy and despair in two little knots between thumb and finger of each hand.
Sanctuary (1931)
written by William Faulker

Monday, August 20, 2012

The Zombie Girl


The Walking Dead "Pretty Much Dead Already" (2011)
dir. Michelle MacLaren



Cabin in the Woods (2012)
dir. Drew Goddard

Sunday, August 19, 2012

Enjoy my new TV label, y'all. Sure was a bitch to add all those tags, but it's worth it to collate my Hank Hill and Homer Simpson images.