The Night I Died – BANG BANG BANG – Chapter three – Fiction

August 2, 2002

Above me, more mess in the sky. Like four or five copters and lights flashing around. And then, and then, all that flash replaced by different flash, I guess studio flash ’cause I’m at the studio. Those dumb lights that move and shake. These fancy cars and important people…

The Night I Died – BANG BANG BANG, Chapter Two – Fiction

April 19, 2002

Everything she’s saying is true. So true it’s fire, and I’m almost gonna explode, like blue ice shattering… “I’ll show you. I’ll show you, Jack. I’ve been holding it inside, trying to control it, but now I see I was just waiting, just waiting Jack…” I’m screaming.

The Night I Died – Fiction

February 22, 2002

Where’s the project? What the fuck am I gonna do? Burning up in this hell and she’s cackling like some ninny-throated witch through that wall. Cranking up that goddamned techno music.

American Beauty – Review

January 1, 2000

I like Kevin. It’s not that he’s unpredictable or outrageous. He’s outrageously predictable in his unpredictability, and not just because he’s a suburbanite.

Two Guys on Paul Schrader – Column

April 1, 1999

Affliction is what you get when there’s perfect harmony between all the elements of film: The directing, writing, cinematography, set design, editing, acting…

The Year in Movies – Column

March 1, 1998

When I found 1997 wandering through the woods of Northern Maine, she looked chilled and distracted, so I took her back to my cabin for a hot toddy or two.