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Wednesday, July 24, 2013

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, RAYMOND CHANDLER ... SOME NOIR PRESENTS

Noir grandfather Raymond Chandler would have been 125 years old.

Raymond Chandler, one of of noir's most influential and prolific writers would have turned 125 on July 23. To celebrate the man and his legacy, enjoy the following 'gifts' ...

A BEHIND-THE-SCENES DOCUMENTARY ON THE MAKING OF 'DOUBLE INDEMNITY'


Enjoy this 37-minute treasure trove of the quintessential film noir 'Double Indemnity,' co-written by Chandler and director Billy Wilder. The 1946 film was based on James M. Cain's novel of the same name. The script was nominated for an Academy Award.


THE 'MARLOWE' RADIO SHOWS


This is just pure gold for anyone who enjoys the old radio shows of yesteryear. Enjoy the following shows that ran from the late-forties to the early fifties, starring both Van Heflin and Gerald Mohr as the hard-boiled shamus.


'THE LONG GOODBYE' THEME


Elliott Gould starred as the unlikely Philip Marlowe in 1973's neo-noir "The Long Goodbye," directed by the legendary Robert Altman (I loved it). Love it or hate it, the theme song was more than catchy.




Saturday, June 15, 2013

'MAGIC CITY' SEASON 2: HAS IT IMPROVED?

Jeffrey Dean Morgan and Olga Kurylenko as Ike and Vera Evans in 'Magic City.'
I was a tad disappointed last April when I gave my initial thoughts about the ambitious Starz series "Magic City." The show reminded me of the student who could easily snag straight A's if he just applied himself.

The fact of the matter was that the show had so much going for it that it was a shame to see it lack in such key areas.

The freshman show, set in glamorous Miami Beach circa 1959, was easily picked up for a second season and after watching the first few episodes, I can hopefully shed some light as to whether it has improved, what works and what still needs attention.

For a limited time, you can watch the second season premiere HERE for free.

THE SETUP


This season, Ike Evans (Jeffrey Dean Morgan) is still trying desperately to rid his Miramar Playa Hotel from the grips of co-owner Ben “The Butcher” Diamond (Danny Huston) and hatches a plan that has him dealing with other unsavory types that come in all shapes and sizes, including dealings with Havana’s glamorous casino underworld and Chicago gangster Sy Berman (James Caan).

As Ike concentrates on his hotel empire, his two grown sons Stevie (Steven Straight)and Danny (Christian Cooke) gravitate in polar opposite directions. Stevie begins to feel the powerful bloodlust of the underworld as moral law student Danny is reeled in by the halls of justice and State Attorney Jack Klein.

With Castro’s Cuba sending shock-waves through the nation, the Evans family begins to feel the ripple effects. Will Ike’s long-shot gamble to take back his hotel succeed?

WHAT WORKS


* THE LEADING MAN. I said it last year and echo it here again. Jeffrey Dean Morgan is the glue that holds this show together. He's not just another TV actor-for-hire, his portrayal as Ike, the upstanding (yet semi-dark) hotelier pulled in a thousand directions is, for my money, one of the best male leads on network or cable television. It's truly a shame he'll probably be overshadowed once again by similar strong leads such as John Hamm's Don Draper of AMC's "Mad Men" and Steve Buscemi's Nucky Thompson of HBO's "Boardwalk Empire."

* THE LOOK. It seems these days most cache networks have to have their period piece ala "Mad Men" and "Boardwalk Empire." Many have chalked off "Magic City" as a poor man's 'Empire' and, to a certain extent, they're right. Both are set in a tourist town ('Empire is set in 1920s Atlantic City, NJ). Both delve into the era's shady, back-room politics. Both are on pay channels and can drop as many F-bombs as they want with strong sexual content. You get the idea. "Magic City" continues to be one of the most gorgeous shows on television with top-notch art direction that captures the mid-century, atomic era perfectly.

Chicago gangster  Sy Berman (James Caan) chats with Ben Diamond (Danny Huston)

* JIMMY CAAN. It's Sonny Corleone!! We all know how awesome James Caan is and the fact that he's on "Magic City" can only help the show. Period. We last saw Caan on television when he starred as Ed Deline, the tough-as-nails casino security big shot on the NBC drama "Las Vegas." Every week, Caan managed to elevate his lackluster material and I can only hope that he does the same as Sy Berman, the Chicago gangster who actually manages to make Ben Diamond slightly nervous (no small task).

*THE DAMES. Both Kelly Lynch as socialite Meg Bannock (who has ties to the Evans family)and Olga Kurylenko as Ike Evan's Cuban dancer wife Vera simply enchant the screen.

* THE VET. Alex Rocco (another alum of "The Godfather") is still a standout as Arthur Evans, Ike's dad.

WHAT DOESN'T WORK


* WEAK VILLAIN. Call me a hater but I still can't get behind Danny Huston as Ben Diamond. I'm not sure if it's his over-the-top delivery or his cornball dialogue. Either way, Houston's pit bull gangster comes straight out of Mafia 101.

* PAPER DOLLS. Look,I get it. I know we're in the land of Starz where everyone looks like they jumped out of a magazine but for the love of Pete, cast some actors that look like us regular Joes. Part of the reason that both "Boardwalk Empire" and Mad Men" work is their casts don't like like they've jumped off the pages of Vogue or Tiger Beat.

* THE SEX THING. I may catch heat for this but the sex in "Magic City" does seem gratuitous and much of it is totally unnecessary. And Ben Diamond's whole cuckold thing? That's just plain dumb. Do we really need to see he's a sexual deviant to believe he's a psychopath? "Magic City" is not alone in this. Last year, "Boardwalk Empire" delved into the very same territory with Gyp Rosetti's (Bobby Cannavalle) choking fetish. Again, very dopey.


WHAT NEEDS WORK


OY VEY, THE DIALOGUE. I called out the dialogue last year and I'm sorry to say, it's only improved marginally. Mind you, I've only seen the first few of season two and there is a slight improvement. Still, we get these zingers:

"You ever wonder why they call me 'The Butcher'?"
-Ben Diamond

"No matter how far you run, you aways find yourself back where you started."
- Meg Bannock

"God, I should be illegal. Shit, I am illegal."
- Judi Silver

"I see things as they are. I had to. I grew up in this world. Your world."
- Danny Evans

VERDICT?


What can I say? Despite its obvious shortcomings, I'm still giddy for "Magic City." I'd probably be even more giddy if I didn't put such high expectations on the show, which I hoped would bring much more to the table. Moving forward through this second season, I'll know better not to expect more than my weekly dose of great suits, period music and run-of-mill gangster fare. I'll leave the heavy lists for HBO and AMC.

Thursday, February 28, 2013

VINTAGE BOWLING ALLEYS : AN UNLIKELY COMFORT



I don't bowl, yet anyone that knows me will quickly admit that I love bowling shirts (a weakness). I'm not in a league and I don't plan to be anytime soon.

So why am I even bringing this up? I recently attended a birthday party for one of my little guy's school mates at a local bowling alley and I must admit that it was quite an experience.

Before I go any further, let me just say that a bowling alley is the dumbest place to have a kiddie party for rabid five year-olds. They have no coordination; the balls are way too heavy, even the lightest ones; the bumpers rarely work and quite frankly, toddlers get bored by the third frame after waiting up to 8- or 9- minutes between turns. Horrible place to celebrate birthdays if your favorite show is "SpongeBob Squarepants." Just saying.

In any case, I knew we'd be camped there a while so I settled in. Bear in mind that I haven't been in a bowling alley since the late Reagan administration and what struck me as most peculiar was that this particular bowling alley pretty much looked the same. I started to suspect that would be the case for most of them. The time warp willies were upon me - so much so that you could almost smell the camaraderie of working-class guys prying open their third can of Schlitz as they discussed Ike. And then it dawned on me: There aren't many places in our daily lives that haven't evolved. Libraries. Gas stations. Supermarkets. Gyms. All evolved.

With the constant buzz of walloping pins clobbering one another over and over, I decided to take a stroll and look for some sort of change  Besides installing those nifty electronic scorekeepers in each lane, this very well could've been in 1954. All the vintage hallmarks were front and center from the Pro Shop (closed, as they always seemed to be),  the snack bar hawking bags of chips and hot dogs and the formica bar and its three lonely choices of brew: Bud, Michelob and Coors Light.

Stopping a moment, I looked around to see people on this very early Sunday afternoon. they were all having  fun, laughing, and immediately I remembered the last time that I adorned bowling shoes. It was a more innocent time. It was long before iPhones, 9-11 and the first Gulf war. The Berlin Wall was still standing, compact discs were cutting edge and a phone call ran you a dime. You could find a 24-hour diner much easier in those days and and a gallon of gas was cheaper than a bottle of Snapple. That's what this odd afternoon reminded me of - A SIMPLER TIME. Simple? Perhaps.

I may be aging myself but, in a weird way, the sounds and smells of that crisp weekend afternoon were oddly comforting. There was no Sandy Hook, Hurricane Sandy or fiscal cliff concerns. I was in a timeless bowling alley and for a some moment, all was well in the land. All I needed now was some Elvis and it would be bliss.

But then the birthday cake came and the kiddies began to scream and my retro fantasy took a dive.

One thing is certain as these kiddies become adults and pass through time: Bowling alleys don't change and here's hoping they never will.

Thursday, January 17, 2013

'CALIFORNICATION': WHY HANK MOODY IS MY HERO


“I’m a writer. I think, I type, I drink. Lather, rinse, repeat. Far as I’m concerned, art’s just a guy from Brooklyn.”
– Hank Moody

I must admit that "Californication" (which returned last Sunday on Showtime for a sixth season) escaped me when it debuted in the summer of 2007. Truthfully, it seems like an eternity ago. After all, Showtime wasn't exactly the place you went to for cutting-edge TV. Or so I thought.

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At the time, bragging rights for edgy and quality TV belonged exclusively to HBO. And as for AMC, their quality drama "Mad Men" only premiered two months before and "Breaking Bad" had yet to even air. "The Walking Dead" was a mere pipe-dream at that point.

I suppose the biggest reason that "Californication" wasn't on my radar was that it just reeked of senseless T&A with the lines blurring between star David Duchovny's real-life sexual addiction and main character Hank Moody. The promos didn't help. In fact, it wasn't doing the show any favors. Those materials made the show seem like a low-rent "Entourage," which was in the middle of it's successful seven year run. It seemed like a no-brainer. If you wanted a breezy, Hollywood-set dramedy chock full of sun, sex and Hollywood satire, HBO is just where one went.

Again, was I wrong. My deepest apologies to showrunner Tom Kapinos.

So what's it about exactly? I'll quote guest star Rob Lowe, who portrays bonkers A-list actor Eddie Nero, as he describes protagonist Hank's Moody novel "Fucking and Punching." In essence, he nailed it: "It's about a guy trying to keep it together while falling apart. It's about life, love, sex and the ever-lurking presence of the grim fucking reaper. ... it's about the motherfucking dark side." THAT'S "CALIFORNICATION."

After blazing through all five seasons in under a month, I'm come down to the conclusion that it's woefully underrated. Silly tits and ass aside, it can be both damned hilarious and downright poignant. Here's five reasons why:

DAVID DUCHOVNY


I wasn't a fan of "The X-Files" and truthfully have never really absorbed anything with Duchovny so I had no frame of reference. As New York transplant and novelist Hank Moody, Duchovny explodes in the role as the poor man's Bukowski who cavorts his way through a town he truly despises.

The actor plays his writer as the guy every man wants to be. Handsome, careless, reckless (plus he can order a drink cooler than any character on TV). Hank loves his whiskey. Women flock to him. He doesn't care much about anything and, above all, the one-liners seem to flow easily. He's the most likeable prick on TV. To quote his baby mama Karen (the gorgeous Natascha McElhone), he's a "fabulous fuck up."

Since the debut, Duchovny has been nominated for a slew of awards as Moody and took home the Best Actor in a Comedy Golden Globe in 2007.

Enjoy this scene in which Hank tries to diplomatically break up with season five main squeeze Carrie (Natalie Zea of "Justified").


KAREN AND HANK


At the heart of "Californication" is the on- and off-again relationship between Hank and Karen (McElhone), the earnest mother of his daughter. Hank's love for Karen is deeply profound and to a fault. The show excels and strays as far away from comedy as one can imagine when these two try to navigate the waters of coexisting - especially when it comes to their teenage daughter Becca (the droll Madeleine Martin).

Take in this scene (a favorite) from the season 3 finale in which Hank confesses to Karen about something awful that he's done - something much, much worse than mere cheating. It's simply one of the most powerful scenes, sans dialogue, that I've ever seen on TV.



EVAN HANDLER


As Hank's agent Charlie Runkle, Evan Handler is a comic genius. Think of sad sack Runkle as the anti-Ari Gold (Jeremy Piven), the uber-agent on "Entourage." Where Ari had bravura, Runkle is the sap. Who else but Runkle would get fired for chronic masturbation? At the heart of his character, though, is his deep caring for Hank, whom he always looks out for. Their goofy friendship is one of the main backbones of the show.



GUEST STARS


"Californication" boasts stupendous guest stars: Rob Lowe shows up as a very Brad Pitt-like A-list actor; Rick Springfield as an asshole version of himself; Carla Gugino as a vampy defense attorney; Justine Bateman as a MILFY mom; Drea D'Matteo as a batshit crazy stripper; Kathleen Turner as a grizzled agent; and RZA as hip-hop mogul and rapper.

Enjoy this scene where insane Eddie Nero explains "the motherfucking dark side" to Hank and why he likes him so much.


HANK THE LETTER WRITER


No one can craft a letter like Hank Moody. It seems that when he's is at his worst or when he truly feels either misunderstood or boxed in, he turns to his typewriter and crafts a good, old-fashioned letter, an act he says is "A lost art... Like hand jobs."

Enjoy these two quick videos in which we see hank crafting said letters as well as the fallout from one of them.

Again, "Californication" excels, for me at least, when it takes a turn towards the dramatic.



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Thursday, December 13, 2012

WILLIS GORDON: A SCRIBE YOU NEED TO KNOW

Willis from Brad Heaton on Vimeo.


If you don't know bourbon-soaked scribe Willis Gordon, it's about time you did.

I've had the pleasure of being in his company as an Revolutionary Voice over at Adam Schirling's Drunken Absurdity, the underground (and underrated) sanctuary and asylum for writers and poets. Upon reading perusing his work, I became interested in his voice almost immediately.

What can be said about the charismatic author that the above video doesn't show? Not many creative people are willing to channel (and hone for that matter) an honest sincerity and blunt bravery in their work. Like Gordon, more writers should be willing to express the nature of what pains them by digging deep and essentially tapping into the only honest frame of reference they have.

Hailing from Canton, Ohio, Gordon is a veteran of the United States Armed Forces (Navy) — and shit, let's just thank him for that. When he isn't scribbling in Moleskines, he is also a biting political columnist and essayist where no one is safe. The moment he referred to undefeated boxer Floyd Mayweather, Jr. as a "spoilsport prick" in an interview with Horror, Sleaze, Trash, I was further hooked. The man is simply not afraid to call it as he sees it.

His first two books, 'The Long Road Home' and 'The Empty Boulevards' are available at Amazon (in both digital and print form). Check 'em out. His next effort, 'Cowards and Thieves: Sex Drugs Politics and the Search for American Salvation' is due out in Fall 2013.

For more, visit his blog, 'Like' his Facebook fan page or follow him on Twitter.

Tuesday, December 11, 2012

'BOARDWALK EMPIRE' EPISODE RECAPS - SEASON 3


I've been tardy this year with my 'Boardwalk Empire' recaps re-posted here on Monday mornings. While they all live at NJ.com (my day gig) via The Star-Ledger, I've normally posted them here every week since the show debuted in 2010.

Alas, here are the links to all of the episode recaps in season 3. They're chock full of historical information, videos, music from the era and a lively forum.

As always, enjoy...

COMPLETE STAR-LEDGER 'BOARDWALK EMPIRE' COVERAGE

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Season 3, Episode 1
'Resolution'

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Season 3, Episode 2
'Spaghetti & Coffee'

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Season 3, Episode 3
'Bone For Tuna'


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Season 3, Episode 4
'Blue Bell Boy'

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Season 3, Episode 5
'You'd Be Surprised'

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Season 3, Episode 6
'Ging Gang Goolie'


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Season 3, Episode 7
'Sunday Best'

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Season 3, Episode 8
'The Pony'

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Season 3, Episode 9
'The Milkmaid's Lot'


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Season 3, Episode 10
'A Man, A Plan'

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Season 3, Episode 11
'Two Imposters'

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Season 3, Episode 12
'Margate Sands'


Saturday, December 8, 2012

ARE BLOGS DEAD? THEY JUST MAY BE...


Greetings one and all.

As you may have noticed, I haven't updated Bukowski's Basement for quite some time. Between being harried at the day job and gathering thoughts and research for my upcoming Fight Card novella 'Union of the Snakes,’ things have been getting dusty round these parts. For that I apologize.

Funny enough, the daily traffic here has maintained a steady level of visitors (261,000+ page views). Reason? I can only assume there's a healthy selection of posts to keep new visitors busy and old ones entertained. Well that and I suppose good ‘ol fashioned search engine optimization where a few standout posts have been ranked high by Google.

That particular fact has brought me to an interesting question to ponder: Some time ago, I was having a conversation with a writer colleague online. We were chatting about maintaining blogs to which I was told, "Blogs are dead..."

At the time, the statement didn’t register but ever since, the more I thought about it, the more I discovered there may have been something to it.

Look, the great thing about blogging is that there'll always be a need for interesting, thought-provoking, informational or humorous content. Bearing this in mind, however, it’s a no-brainer (to me at least) that casual bloggers an the dawn of 2013 don't present their content the same way anymore.

There’s been an evolution.

CONVERGENCE


Back in 2008 when I started Bukowski's Basement, it was the perfect home for a YouTube video I wanted my readers to see or an aggregation to a particular news story or blog post that I found compelling.

Then convergence happened shortly after.

Again, over the past few years, I noticed a shift in blogging patterns from many of my writer friends as well as myself. Funny thing, I don’t think many of us were aware the tide was turning.

I'm about to say something blasphemous so get ready: Whether we like it or not, our online visibility is now fueled by social networks. That's the bottom line. WE ARE WHAT WE POST. You could have the best blog content this side of NPR but it wouldn't make a difference because people will judge you by your Twitter feed or Facebook wall. Those two social networks, behind Google search, are the primary turnpikes to your blog content.
Our blogging visibility online is now fueled by social networks.

Are you that person who posts funny cat memes on Facebook or tweets your every waking thought while stuck in traffic? During the election, were you a politico propaganda machine? You get where I’m going...

Through our updates and tweets, we become and cultivate a brand whether we like it or not and, as writers, it’s important to maintain a level of exposure and engagement that will ultimately drive traffic to our blogs as well as give a hint to readers what we’re all about.

It’s simple math. Need more proof? As long as everyone on the planet has a smartphone in their pocket, they're taking their online lives with them. And that's not necessarily a bad thing. That fact that I've connected with so many writers on social networks allows me to follow their musings so much more than I would I were still poking around their sites on blog news readers. What’s more, I’m finding we're using these said social networks - Twitter, Facebook or even Google Plus - to share the tidbits we'd be normally putting on our blogs in years past. Someone who does this brilliantly is Paul Bishop of the stupendous pulp crime fiction blog Bish’s Beat.

Again, it's all about convergence.

It’s no shock that Facebook and Twitter are the top-tier networks. Second-tier upstarts like Pinterest, tumblr, Instagram all can feed into a top-tier network cleanly. In addition, Google Plus and YouTube are joined at the hip and do a respectable job knocking on each other’s door. So what am I getting at? It’s easier than ever to build a visible platform as a writer on a social network so when we DO have content (#FridayFlash etc), readers may be more apt to visit your page.

EVOLUTION AFTER DECLINE?


Before you think this is some half-cocked Jerry Maguire food-poisoning memo, I'm not saying that writers shouldn't have blogs. Absolutely not. There's always be a need for a self-promotional home base to pimp a sample chapter of a new work, essay, book or film review, poem or even a weekly flash fiction piece. This is where I still think blogs shine - when we, as content creators, have premium material to share.

But let's face it, keeping up with blog reading has become a chore for most and it's much easier to peruse a Facebook news feed or twitter scroll than to muddle through a Google news reader backed up with weeks of unread blog posts. So, yes, in the traditional sense, blogs may be on the ropes.

Social Media Influence may have said it best:
"Last month we looked at growth trends for each of the big social media publishing channels, namely, Facebook, Twitter and blogs. Not all of you agreed with our conclusion: that blogging is an activity that, at best, is leveling off. At worst, it’s an activity in decline. The New York Times is now jumping on this discussion meme, declaring that today’s twentysomethings no longer blog, a further sign that fewer people can find the time."
They go on:
"...Former bloggers said they were too busy to write lengthy posts and were uninspired by a lack of readers. Others said they had no interest in creating a blog because social networking did a good enough job keeping them in touch with friends and family."
Boom! Waning writer momentum coupled with new (and easier) consumption methods are drastically changing the blogging landscape.

Noticing, even The New York Times has weighed in:
"Blogs went largely unchallenged until Facebook reshaped consumer behavior with its all-purpose hub for posting everything social. Twitter, which allows messages of no longer than 140 characters, also contributed to the upheaval."
... No longer did Internet users need a blog to connect with the world. They could instead post quick updates to complain about the weather, link to articles that infuriated them, comment on news events, share photos or promote some cause — all the things a blog was intended to do."
So as writers, what do we do now that blogs are not as popular as they once were?

That’s easy. Build a compelling presence across a few social media platforms. Engage with readers and writer friends alike. Retweet them. Engage friends on Facebook (that all helps with their own algorithm). Build a compelling profile akin to your work as a scribe. Become a respectable content creator (and sharer) that people look forward to seeing. You're a curator just as much as you are a writer.

Need an example? There isn't a writer currently that I think does this better than author Caleb J. Ross. The guy is simply everywhere and he makes sure that all roads lead to Rome – his more than impressive web page and yes, his own blog. He does a stupendous job of being visible on social networks so his blog can thrive. In short, he's easy to stalk.

Above all, it’s important to keep writing. Share your own links and your blog traffic shouldn't suffer too much.

So there it is... Are blogs dead? Maybe the way we initially thought them to be. They’re still there but nowadays, we must ensure that our visibility online cultivates the kind of traffic we want.

So with all this said, I'd love to hear and discuss other writer's opinions regarding their own blogging practices or how others are adapting on this emerging online landscape. Sound off below and feel free to share...

Friday, October 5, 2012

THE DOLL (#fridayflash)


Press play for some mood music


It was about two years ago when I found it buried within the walls of the attic as if it had been left behind by mistake. Looking back now, it had to be on purpose. Someone a lifetime ago wanted the doll gone and I let it out with one swing of a sledgehammer.

Don't get me wrong. The doll wasn't Chucky. At least that red headed little bastard had a sense of humor. Mine was just creepy. Odd things had a way of happening around the doll. Like the time the bookcase nearly crushed the puppy. Or when the fishbowl spilled near the outlet.

Or my heart attack.

I felt it's presence almost from the moment I would walk into the house. And call me crazy, but a few times I would swear that it changed outfits overnight. One afternoon about a year ago, I decided to toss it into a drum and burn it along with the autumn leaves. A cat howled in the distance. It was that little baby kind of howl that makes your skin itch with fear. But the doll was gone.

My friends all said I was nuts. Afraid of a little doll. If I had a family, I'm sure they'd say the same thing. But in my defense, the sun started shining again. My house felt nimble after a long dry spell. Eventually, I even finished the attic.

The first  mistake I made was not going to Ikea or some big box furniture outlet. I decided that antiques would finish the room better than that Swedish bullcrap wood. When I first saw the doll in the vintage shop, I went numb. Was this really happening and was I actually buying it? It was all kind of hazy after that.

I remember throwing it onto the front seat and fastening its seat belt as if she were alive. After that, I blasted my radio. The one thing I can recall was the smell of chicken from the Cluck-Amuck Chicken stand. I remember wanting some but the doll told me no. Maybe she was Chucky after all.

At least, that's the last thought I had before I hit that telephone pole.

Music: 'A Taunting Voice' by Død Beverte. It can be downloaded HERE
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Sunday, September 30, 2012

'BOARDWALK EMPIRE RECAP': YOU'RE NOT GETTIN' GLOOMY ARE YA, GUS?


'I got a gun ... HE got a gun ... He got a gun ... EVER'BODY GOT GUNS!
'BOARDWALK EMPIRE' RECAP
SEASON THREE, EPISODE TWO
'SPAGHETTI & COFFEE'


THIS WEEK: Written by Howard Korder and directed by 'Empire' first-timer Alik Sakharov, the tension in this episode progressed nicely with — shockingly — no body count which is a rarity these days on 'Empire.' As always, take heed... Massive spoilers ahead.

Here's what went down:

• Nucky meets a new 'associate' in the form of U.S. investigator Gaston Bullock Means, courtesy of Attorney General Harry Daugherty.

• At St. Theresa’s, Margaret, still trying to get a handle on playing the dutiful benefactor, clashes with both doctor and patient.

• Gyp Rosetti finds an odd solace with Tabor Heights when he realizes how strategic the town is on a map.

• Chalky White and daughter Maybelle (Christina Jackson) disagree on her future with potential husband and current med student beau Samuel.
• Eli, sprung from jail, comes to terms with his absence from home and goes to work for a most unlikely boss.

For my full scene-by-scene annotated recap, historical footnotes, episode videos, tunes from the era and other thoughts, visit NJ.com.




Tuesday, September 18, 2012

BOARDWALK EMPIRE RECAP': GANGSTER GYP MORETTI STEPS OUT

Character actor Bobby Cannavale explodes on the screen as gangster Gyp Moretti.
BOARDWALK EMPIRE RECAP
SEASON THREE, EPISODE ONE
'RESOLUTION'


THIS WEEK:  The more things change, the more they stay the same. Around a year has passed and Jimmy Darmody (Michael Pitt) is long gone. Nucky Thompson (Steve Buscemi) — no longer Atlantic County treasurer — keeps busy by playing benefactor and philanthropist by day while supplying the region with plenty of alcohol by night. Written by showrunner/executive producer Terence Winter and directed by 'Empire' veteran Tim Van Patten, the action in this third season premiere flash-forwards to the dawn of 1923 on New Year's Eve.

Here's what went down:

• We meet this season's newest loose cannon: Gyp Rosetti, a Sicilian hothead who wastes no time in becoming a fly-in-the-ointment.

• At his lavish New Year's Eve bash, Nucky declares that he will be no longer supply liquor to the masses and will be selling to only one customer.

• Margaret gets (a little too involved) at St. Theresa’s Hospital where she and Nucky are benefactors and have built a new wing.

• Gillian Darmody embarks on a new business venture while caring for Tommy, her late son Jimmy's orphaned little boy

• In Chicago, Al Capone locks horns with Irish mobster Dean O' Banion

• Stumblebum Nelson Van Alden, now on the lam in Illinois, peddles irons door-to-door by day. But will it be for long?

For my full scene-by-scene annotated recap, historical footnotes, episode videos, tunes from the era and other thoughts, visit NJ.com.




Sunday, September 16, 2012

'BOARDWALK EMPIRE' SEASON 3: FIVE QUESTIONS


Well ... It's back. It's been a long wait.

The third season of HBO's prohibition drama "Boardwalk Empire" kicks off Sunday night at 9 p.m. and we're prepping our best small batch bourbon for the return of Nucky Thompson and company.

We'd be lying, however, if we said we weren't a bit worried. After last season's shocking body count of major players, will HBO's lavish critical darling rebound from not only the loss of a main character but continue its upward momentum while maintaining it's rich period detail?

I have questions.

READ THE REST OF THE PIECE AT NJ.COM WHICH INCLUDES MY 'FIVE BURNING QUESTIONS FOR THE RETURN OF 'BOARDWALK EMPIRE.' CLICK HERE



Thursday, August 16, 2012

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BUK!


I know, I know... the blog has been a tad lonely of late. Reason? The day gig has been a tad intense this summer. But alas, regularly scheduled posts will return as well as goodies from a guest poet, new film noir suggestions and oodles of flash fiction and Americana fun.

And what better time to let Basement Dwellers know this than on Hank's birthday...

To celebrate the occasion, enjoy the video below, the COMPLETE Bukowski documentary "Born Into This," a stupendous look at the life of this blog's namesake. The movie is well worth a watch so grab your best hooch and settle in for an hour or so:


Friday, July 27, 2012

EDWARD HOPPER PAINTINGS COME TO LIFE


One night last week, I was watching a documentary about the Library of Congress and the National Film Registry's effort to preserve American motion pictures and was immediately struck by a short film called "Cologne: From the Diary of Ray and Esther."

This charming piece of Americana, shot by Minnesota residents Ray and Esther Dowidat, documents the people and everyday life in Cologne, Minnesota, circa 1939. Compiled by the National Film Preservation Foundation from 18 American film archives, "Cologne," was one of the 50 films in the four-disc DVD set called "Treasures from American Film Archives."

A stunning portrait of a bygone era, Raymond Dowidat used the narrative tool of his wife writing in her diary as a tool to drive the images in "Cologne." The short film was selected for preservation in the United States National Film Registry by the Library of Congress as being "culturally, historically, or aesthetically significant." More on the film HERE.

Thankfully preserved by the Minnesota Historical Society, a description on it's home on Daily Motion reads as follows: "Cologne: From the Diary of Ray and Esther is a 1939 short documentary film which deals with the German-American community on the eve of World War II. It was directed by Esther Dowidat and Raymond Dowidat."

It's quite simply a snapshot to another time, a portal to the past and, for my money, an Edward Hopper painting come to life.

Enjoy it below...


Cologne: From the Diary of Ray and Esther (1939) by Lost_Shangri_La_Horizon


Thursday, July 12, 2012

NEO NOIR: FOUR FILMS YOU MIGHT HAVE MISSED, PART III

Clockwise from top, Philip Baker Hall, Michael Madsen, Kim Dickens, and Alec Baldwin

My rule: The best thing about noir as a genre is that it can be bent a thousand ways from Sunday. I've said that once and I'll continue.


While most classic noir films we've come to love have stemmed from the 40s and 50s (too many to name), plenty of neo noirs have been delivered in the modern day from director Roman Polanski's take of the private eye film in "Chinatown" to the burnt-neon world of Ridley Scott's sci-fi "Blade Runner." Those are givens. But what about the flicks off the beaten path?


Just as in parts one and two, I'm going to recommend four more neo-noirs that some of you may have missed the first time around.

Zero Effect (1998)





The gist: Jake Kasdan's feature-film debut centers on Steve Arlo (Ben Stiller) and Daryl Zero (Bill Pullman), with the latter being a damn near genius when it comes to the art of sleuthing. Their newest case comesin the form of finding a shady tycoon's missing keys. But Zero never counted on being bitten by the love bug in the form of unlikely vamp Kim Dickens.

Why I loved it: If this isn't a modern take on Sherlock Holmes I don't know what is. Like most, I was leery upon seeing the often-predictable Stiller in this - but he delivers as the metrosexual Watson-type. And Pullman? Otherwise a fly-under-the-radar thesp, he owned the movie as the awkward detective. And stunning Kim Dickens? Her femme fatale is a tad unconventional but more than effective. Pretty much hard to find these days (usually it's on cable), the video above has the film in its entirety.

Heaven's Prisoners (1996)





The gist: Based on the crime novels of James Lee Burke, former New Orleans cop Dave Robicheaux (Alec Baldwin) returns to the grit of the French Quarter when he stumbles upon a suspicious plane crash and saves the life of a young girl. Caught between rampaging federal agents and a drug-running former friend (Eric Roberts), the twists and turns come fast and furious.

Why I loved it: Roughly a decade before he scooped up scores of Emmys on NBC's "30 Rock," Baldwin had a minor run as brooding leading man. Lord, one can only imagine what he could've done in the late 40s-early 50s. Eric Roberts is pure fun (even with the scenery-shewing) as the baddie who used to know Baldwin.

Kill Me Again (1989)





The gist: Set within the steamy Nevada desert as well as casino towns Reno and Las Vegas, this feature debut of neo-noir stylist John Dahl ("Red Rock West," "The Last Seduction"), centers on Joanne Whalley-Kilmer, a vamp who tries to break free from her mob connections by faking her own death. The patsy in all this is private eye Jack Andrews (Val Kilmer), who quickly gets spun into her web of woe and seduction.

Why I loved it: While Whalley-Kilmer plays the femme fatale for all it's worth, a pre-'Reservoir Dogs' Michael Madsen steals the show as her psychotic boyfriend on her trail. Kilmer may have been slightly miscast as the modern gumshoe, but Whalley-Kilmer, Madsen and Dahl's steamy neo noir direction more than make up for it.

Hard Eight (1996)





The gist: Visionary director Paul Thomas Anderson's first film chronicles the relationship of John (John C. Reilly) and professional card sharp and gambler Sydney (Philip Baker Hall), who takes John under his wing after showing him how to exploit the casinos' perks. Flash-forward a few years and the duo enjoy life as successful gamblers. All is grand until John falls for a cocktail waitress (Gwyneth Paltrow) and gets mixed up with a shady stranger (Samuel L. Jackson).

Why I loved it: This simple little film delivers in spades and Baker Hall owns the movie as the fatherly gambler. The real star, however, is the gritty city of Reno itself which bleeds onto the screen.