Monthly Archives: April 2009

The Sleepless Film Festival Presents – The Tears of a Clown Double Feature: Renaldo and Clara and Les Enfants du Paradis

Good morning, comrades. Today – for your enjoyment – another chapter in our ongoing programming at The Sleepless Film Festival. Today’s pick will be Bob Dylan’s 1975 epic, Renaldo and Clara. More than just a concert film, Renaldo’ clocks in at nearly 4 hours and is packed with improvised scenes featuring Mr. Zimmerman as well [...]

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Oh, My My! Oh, Hell Yes! – Observations on a Music City Marathon

I woke up this morning to the sound of thunderous applause. After a long, hard week of suffering with insufferable allergies to everything green and growing here in this spring in The Old South (as I type on my front porch this illumined screen is beginning to glow like deep sea algae as it is [...]

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The Sleepless Film Festival Presents – Grindhouse Lotus Venoms: A Shaw Brothers Double Feature

Hola bueno. Ok, so, It is SPRINGTIME in The Old South. This means I am strolling through a wonderland of tulips and other flowers I don’t know the names of. There are these sorta droopy ones that come in both yellow and purple. They are also pretty – however – they lack the stately architecture [...]

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Torres v.s. Mizugaki – Round By Round

Bonjour et bon soir, mes amis. As you may know Miguel “Angel” Torres will be fighting tonight, defending his WEC championship against Takeya Mizugaki. This is how the fight is sized up on the Fox Sports site: CHICAGO – Watching the way bantamweight champion Miguel Torres glared across his right shoulder at Takeya Mizugaki every [...]

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The Last Days of Pompeii

Hola, Amigos! If you have been enjoying these little stories I am writing here, encourage me with a comment If you hate these, I’ll understand. Just tell me to stop. THE OL’SARGE In all his days, he’d never seen nothin’ like this. The Sarge wiped his brow with a hard, dirty, tan forearm – the [...]

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