Counting the Beams
I Know Where I’m Going is a love story between a man and a woman, a director and a country, and me and the movies of Powell and Pressburger.
Defective
My shameful break from the Cult of Mac, and a detailed account of the trouble I went to in order to keep from getting up off the couch.
Paint the Black Hole Blacker
St. Vincent has actually managed to get me interested in music recorded within the last decade.
It Makes Me Wonder
Rediscovering Michael Powell and Emeric Pressburger’s amazing WWII romantic propaganda fantasy A Matter of Life and Death (Stairway to Heaven in the U.S.)
Same Bat Time, Same Bat Channel, Same Bat Grappling Hook
Batman: Arkham Asylum is an outstanding game; my biggest problem with it is the same thing I’ve spent hours on here trying to defend.