Tuesday, September 07, 2010

I Will Never Watch Pirahna 3D

Ever. Nothing could ever make me watch that movie. I would drive a flaming shard of welding slag into my eyes if I had to choose between that or watching Pirahna 3D. But in light of this choice, my Top 10 Movies.

The favorites, the 1-10, committed to the intractable impermanence of the internet:

Sans Soleil
Kill Bill
Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead
Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
Fight Club
The Royal Tenenbaums
In Bruges
Empire Strikes Back
Grosse Point Blank

And a few honorable mentions: Being There, A Life Less Ordinary, Five Easy Pieces, Groundhog Day, and Apocalypse Now

Also vaguely topical (actually just nominal), go read Alan Moore, Gene Ha, and Zander Cannon's Top 10, and the miniseries Smax (from Moore and Cannon).

Saturday, September 04, 2010

The Who and The What

Did anyone ever see the old Ghostbusters cartoon, which had to be called The Real Ghostbusters because there was this weird ass cartoon already called Ghost Busters? Anyway, there was an episode where this little old woman was actually a demon named What, and confusion did ensue.

Hence, this. My name is William Owen, and you are reading the Angry Hug. There is spewing fiction here, and some ranting. I am not the 17th Century Welsh pirate. I vaguely resemble a yeti.

Shot Stars is the other places where I try or have tried to build artifacts on the web. Postcard Fiction Collaborative was started by a fellow classmate from Goddard and features monthly short writings derived from contemplations of an image. I need to add in another item here soon for links to the stories I've published as I have been lax.

Brain Churner is a handy way for me to keep links and people whose work I frequently enjoy and want to know more about what they are doing since I am lost in the sea of NYC and don't mingle well without alcohol. Everything else is fairly self-explanatory.

Friday, September 03, 2010

It Took Me 30 Years to Realize

Senate Legal now. I plan on building my campaign platform as a thinly veiled allusion to Brett Lewis and John Paul Leon's The Winter Men.

I'm fairly pleased with being on Stay-cation this week. It is a glorious endeavor. I am typing this from the kitchen table, since it offers a modicum of coolness and hosts a fan. I moved in a bin and put it on the table so that I am typing all Stan Lee style (there is a picture of him standing in a backyard way back when he was doing the plotting on all the Marvel books and the story went he typed standing up). Also, standing while you work burns more calories, not the least of which is due my pull-up breaks in between bits and pieces.

It takes a little getting used to, but so far I dig it. I have my coffee. I have bagel. I have bananas. I am writing. 30 is the new 11. Double down.