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"What seems to be is always better than nothing."

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Saturday Night Live: “Brenda the Waitress”

I was lucky enough to grow up during what many (rightfully) consider Saturday Night Live's greatest period, the late 80s/early 90s. In addition to the phenomenal Phil Hartman, a big reason for that greatness was Jan Hooks. Hooks, like Hartman, had acting chops for days. During her stint on the show, she was just as much “The Glue” as Hartman, bringing an authenticity to her characters that only made the sketches funnier. She was consistently amazing*. When I think of SNL, I think of Hartman and Hooks.

*In every way, really. It needs to be noted that I also had a major crush on her.

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Face/Off/2

Face/Off/2, also known as Face/Off 2, is an upcoming American science fiction action thriller film. It is a sequel to the 1997 film, Face/Off. The film stars John Travolta and Nicolas Cage.

Plot
Set some months after the events of Face/Off, newly-retired FBI Special Agent Sean Archer and his family attempt to process the harrowing face-transplanting-and-terrorism episode that’s irrevocably altered their lives.

Archer has moved his family to St. Paul, Minnesota. He’s determined to live a quiet life, which involves tending to his garden and cross-country skiing. His wife, Eve (Joan Allen), has opened a small private practice, while their daughter, Jamie, is starting college at the University of Minnesota.

After witnessing a light bulb bursting in the attic, Archer experiences a series of flashbacks to his altercations with civil freelance terrorist Castor Troy (Nicolas Cage). With Eve at work and Jamie in class, Archer goes on a long drive that takes him to a Halloween costume shop. Inside the shop he looks over various masks. Later that night, Archer and Eve are in bed making love. Archer removes a mask from below the bed. It looks vaguely like the face of Castor Troy. He puts on the mask. Eve is startled, but continues. The act becomes more and more aggressive until the two climax. The following morning, over breakfast, Archer and Eve bring up what happened the previous night. They both agree it shouldn’t happen again.

Weeks pass. Archer is living the quiet life he desired. Yet, something is nagging at him. He begins to see Castor Troy’s face when he looks into the mirror. Soon, Castor is speaking to Archer through the mirror. Castor speaks of the mask, of Archer’s time as Castor, of the thrill of being someone else, someone bad. Meanwhile, Eve is canceling appointments with her patients so that she can study facial transplants. She begins testing her skills on animals. Jamie is skipping classes and studying bomb-making via the Deep Web. She creates her first bomb and blows up an abandoned home with it.

Archer begins to develop a split personality. By day he’s himself, by night he’s Castor Troy (via the Halloween mask), getting into bar fights, robbing convenience stores, and having sex with prostitutes. Out as Castor one night, Archer comes across Jamie. She’s fixing a bomb to a closed bank. Archer reveals himself. Jamie is frightened. Archer reverts to Castor. He tells Jamie to continue and gives her a long kiss on the cheek. From across the street, the pair watch the explosion, hand-in-hand.

Eve’s office is now completely closed to the public. She begins using the faces of corpses in her experiments. Many of them are children. She’s taking fragments from many to construct a single face.

Castor Troy’s son, Adam, arrives at Eve’s office. Eve has located his whereabouts and bought him a plane ticket to Minnesota. She talks to Adam about her son, Michael, murdered by Castor Troy. As Eve is explaining how she’s never really gotten over the loss of her son, Castor’s death not the closure she needed, she comes up behind Adam with a cloth doused in chloroform. With Adam drugged and unconscious, Eve reveals the face she’s been constructing to be one identical to Michael’s. She begins surgery to transplant the face onto Adam.

Archer becomes more and more like Castor. He’s disassociated from himself to such a degree that he stumbles unknowingly into Eve’s office after successfully shooting up a police station with a stolen gatling gun. At the sight of Eve and Adam-as-Michael, Archer sheds Castor in a horrific moment of realization. He collapses and falls unconscious.

Archer awakens in Eve’s office. We see the world from his perspective. He sees the smiling faces of Eve, Jamie, and Michael. It’s all been a nightmare, Castor Troy a monster he’d created in his dreams. Archer gets up from what we see is an operating table. He sees himself in the mirror. It’s the face of Castor Troy. Castor begins to laugh maniacally. The screen cuts to black.

Cast
John Travolta as Sean Archer / Castor Troy
Nicolas Cage as Castor Troy
Joan Allen as Dr. Eve Archer
Chloë Grace Moretz as Jamie Archer (rumored)
Asa Butterfield as Adam Hassler (rumored)

Production
Filming is scheduled to begin in late 2015. Filming will take place in Vancouver, British Columbia, Los Angeles, California, and St. Paul, Minnesota.

John Woo has declined to return as director. Some of the directors rumored to be in talks are David Cronenberg, Scott Derrickson, Doug Liman, and Chan-wook Park.

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Julee Cruise: “Falling”

FBI Special Agent Dale Cooper: Harry, I’m going to let you in on a little secret. Every day, once a day, give yourself a present. Don’t plan it. Don’t wait for it. Just let it happen. It could be a new shirt at the men’s store, a catnap in your office chair, or two cups of good, hot black coffee.

Or the return of Twin Peaks.

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Do you reside in the New York City area? Do you want to see my head explode Scanners-style?Well, you’re in luck!The lovely people at LIT, the literary journal of the New School, have been kind enough to publish a short story of mine in their upcoming issue. In addition to publishing my story, they’ve asked me to read it at the issue’s launch. Out loud! In front of people! I’m not terrified!If you would like to witness me read this story, which will culminate in the explosion of my head, you can do so this Friday!Launch details:Friday, October 106:30 pmWollman Hall65 West 11th StNY, NY 10003The event is free and there will be a wine and cheese reception after the readings. If you are unable to come, don’t worry, I’ll make sure someone captures my exploding head on video and turns it into a gif (which will function as my headstone). You can also purchase a copy of the issue upon its release and read my story on your own, ideally with my exploding head gif in the background. Check here for places to purchase a copy of LIT.My short story is called “My BFF Carlsbad Caverns.” Here’s a preview via some random lines:"I was sitting at the dinner table with my best friend, Kelly, and her family when she tore off her face.""The bats had taken the biscuit basket.""I dreamed these deliveries would trigger some tectonic force."My soon-to-be exploding head and I thank you for your support!

Do you reside in the New York City area? Do you want to see my head explode Scanners-style?

Well, you’re in luck!

The lovely people at LIT, the literary journal of the New School, have been kind enough to publish a short story of mine in their upcoming issue. In addition to publishing my story, they’ve asked me to read it at the issue’s launch. Out loud! In front of people! I’m not terrified!

If you would like to witness me read this story, which will culminate in the explosion of my head, you can do so this Friday!

Launch details:
Friday, October 10
6:30 pm
Wollman Hall
65 West 11th St
NY, NY 10003

The event is free and there will be a wine and cheese reception after the readings. If you are unable to come, don’t worry, I’ll make sure someone captures my exploding head on video and turns it into a gif (which will function as my headstone). You can also purchase a copy of the issue upon its release and read my story on your own, ideally with my exploding head gif in the background. Check here for places to purchase a copy of LIT.

My short story is called “My BFF Carlsbad Caverns.” Here’s a preview via some random lines:

"I was sitting at the dinner table with my best friend, Kelly, and her family when she tore off her face."

"The bats had taken the biscuit basket."

"I dreamed these deliveries would trigger some tectonic force."

My soon-to-be exploding head and I thank you for your support!

11:35 am, by whatafoolbelieves1 note Comments

–Ryan Adams and Johnny Depp are out there covering “Mother.” I just wanna go out and watch, man.–No way, dude! They suck! (Shoves)–This one’s for you, Don Juan DeMarco! (Punches)

Ryan Adams and Johnny Depp are out there covering “Mother.” I just wanna go out and watch, man.

–No way, dude! They suck! (Shoves)

–This one’s for you, Don Juan DeMarco! (Punches)

02:46 pm, by whatafoolbelieves3 notes Comments

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Lou Reed: “Waves of Fear (Live from The Bottom Line, 1983)”

Waves of fear, attack in the night

I woke up the other night at 3:17. Odd numbers. It was a snap-to, my senses immediately flooded: the night cool, my body flush; a barely audible tapping coming from the apartment above; the oily and sulfurous smell of a semi passing on the street below; the sensation one has when a television is on.

I’m too afraid to put the light on

It was the early stages of dying—as misperceived by the living—that comes from a mounting panic attack. I didn’t want to acknowledge it, wanted to sleep it away, but knew it was too far gone for that.

Waves of fear, pulsing with death

I’d watched A Night with Lou Reed a week or so earlier. I got up and went to the bathroom, that show’s version of “Waves of Fear” in my head. I took an Advil, returned to bed. I wasn’t going to ride this out in my head. I put the light on, picked up Don DeLillo’s White Noise, which I was reading for the fifth or sixth time. Waves and radiation, a dark billowing cloud, fear of death. The book was probably responsible in part for my current panic, a consideration of one’s own fear of death inevitable when reading. I read, regardless, Lou soundtracking scenes from “The Airborne Toxic Event.” After a chapter, the tapping had ceased, my body was cool. I went back to sleep.

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Three Sheets to the Wind

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"Spring is chain-snatching season."

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