I saw it. Catherine Hardwicke you are sorely missed.
Sunday, November 22, 2009
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Born On A Train
1. to ramble without a definite purpose or objective; roam, rove, or stray:
2. to go aimlessly, indirectly, or casually; meander: .
3. to extend in an irregular course or direction:
4. to move, pass, or turn idly, as the hand or the eyes.
5. (of the mind, thoughts, desires, etc.) to take one direction or another without conscious intent or control:
6. to stray from a path, place, companions, etc.:
7. to deviate in conduct, belief, etc.; err; go astray:
8. to think or speak confusedly or incoherently.
v.
To move about without a definite destination or purpose.
To go by an indirect route or at no set pace; amble:
To proceed in an irregular course; meander.
To go astray:
To lose clarity or coherence of thought or expression.
2. to go aimlessly, indirectly, or casually; meander: .
3. to extend in an irregular course or direction:
4. to move, pass, or turn idly, as the hand or the eyes.
5. (of the mind, thoughts, desires, etc.) to take one direction or another without conscious intent or control:
6. to stray from a path, place, companions, etc.:
7. to deviate in conduct, belief, etc.; err; go astray:
8. to think or speak confusedly or incoherently.
v.
To move about without a definite destination or purpose.
To go by an indirect route or at no set pace; amble:
To proceed in an irregular course; meander.
To go astray:
To lose clarity or coherence of thought or expression.
Thursday, November 12, 2009
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Precious Gays
"I felt sorry for her. I thought she might really need my ten dollars. After all this was Saturday night, and yet she didn't have any customers. Somehow I equated her fatness, her blackness, her unpopularity with my own outcast status. She'd show me sympathy, which would magically awaken my virility.In her adoring eyes I'd become a slender hipped young prince under a gold crown of hair, skin as smooth as petals under a light green tunic. I'd protect her. I'd earn money and buy her freedom. We'd be outcasts together as a mixed couple, she a Negro whore and I her little protector. But no matter, for if this fantasy kept me a pariah by exchanging homosexuality for miscegenation, it also gave me a sacrifice to make and a companion to cherish. I would educate and protect her. I would nurse her back to decency after her years of debauchery."
- Edmund White excerpt from A Boy's Own Story
Sunday, November 1, 2009
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