Celebrations of life in all its flawed, mundane glory, of the beautiful imperfections of the human heart and our conflicted courses through the everyday.
FS5 is the White Pages of ‘zines, packed with generally objective quick takes on just about every offbeat, eccentric, unhinged waste of wood pulp out there.
Crispin Hellion Glover puts the “character” back in “character actor,” as anyone who’s seen his performances in River’s Edge, The Doors, My Tutor can attest.
In his topsail-sized kimono, and fey, lisping voice, Brando’s Moreau comes off less like a reclusive madman than a gay sumo wrestler dabbling in Kabuki.
Glance at the sleeve art once or twice, take large chunks out of the press release, and intersperse it with random phrases from your little sister’s diary.
This is not slap-in-the-face-with-a-giant-trout comedy; it’s a welcome example of a more rarefied, looser form of humor – knowing, sly, and sweetly sardonic.