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A Fine Collection of Romero Trailers

The Vault of Horror recently posted a collection of George A. Romero Trailers. There are a couple movies missing, such as the ROMANTIC COMEDY, “There’s Always Vanilla” (wait… what?!), and his fourth film, “Season of the Witch” (not to be confused with the recent Cage/Perlman thriller).

I’ve included those in this post, but go check out The Vault for the classics. Classics such as… Knightriders!

And here’s the trailer for There’s Always Vanilla:

… if that’s a romantic comedy… umm… wow…

And Season of the Witch:

Ok. Let’s watch these films!

Go to The Vault of Horror for the others.


FILMS PT 2 09042010

today we are making pancakes OR getting mate lattes. iiiiit’s saturday! the day of indecision. also i’m trying to convince everyone to go get their haircut..together. la james, here we come!


a new film by darren aronofsky, about ballerinas! so cute.


casey affleck plays a cool guy; a murderer. directed by michael winterbottom, who did a mighty heart and 24 hour party people. is that a good enough description? probably not. the trailer is chilling, though, so give it a watch.


i think this film looks like garbage. BUT. i love street art, and i suppose if a street artist were to make a film, it would be banksy. check it out.

love and happy labor day! it’s a holiday


FILMS 09012010

hey suave dudes! happy september.

so suave ^^

here are some FILMS i’m looking forward to.


this inventive, beautifully shot trailer makes me so excited to see the film. i love how dark and theatrical it looks. from jean-pierre jeunet, the guy responsible for amelie and delicatessen (not to mention alien, resurrection), comes this very interesting story about a man with a bullet in his brain.


a young woman is forced to find her missing father, a meth cook, who has posted the family’s property for his bail. this trailer doesn’t look that intriguing, but the film has received fabulous reviews, including two prizes at sundance (grand jury as well as screenwriting), and four stars from ebert.


ok dudes, i’m going to be honest here. i love james franco. a lot. i also have a very tough time taking him seriously (meaning: i can’t). i could NOT STOP LAUGHING while watching this trailer, although i find aron ralston’s story very compelling. that being said, i do like danny boyle, and i do want to see this film. but i hope james franco doesn’t smile through the whole thing, because if he is, i will be too.


this film follows a russian woman (tilda swinton) who marries into an aristocratic italian family. it seems to be a story of love, sex, and deception, and the trailer has some heavy symbolism (the bird unable to escape near the end of the trailer). apparently, swinton learned to speak italian with a russian accent, although i am a BIT concerned that they only included one line of monologue from her. however, like winter’s bone, this movie has gotten great reviews, so i’m definitely looking forward to seeing it.

stay tuned for FILMS PT 2 tomorrow!

as always, LOVE LOVE LOVE


Laconic Oration – October

September’s edition was such a success, I guess I’ll continue the monthly image post!!

Here are 15 images from Laconic Oration, during the month of October:

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Laconic Oration – September

Well… HERE’S a cop-out! Instead of taking the time to write a real post, I’m just going to put up 10 images that were featured on Laconic Oration during the month of September…

aw heck. make it 11.

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Iowa loves gays

sorry about this. hate to be one of those people who just posts a link to some other article, but… i wanted to share this and don’t have time to write a long opinion piece to go with it.

Iowa Court Says Gay Marriage Ban Is Unconstitutional



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Beati Paoli Winter Tour 09: Day 5/6 – Springfield, MO & St Louis, MO


Previous tour diary entries: day 1/2 and day 3/4.

We grab some continental breakfast and split, heading to the nearest Sears Auto Center to get the van fixed. Hopefully we won’t have to pay a lot for a muffler. or radial belt.

It turns out we won’t really have to, but it will take an hour or so to get fixed.  Which is great as it is just enough time to see what sort of things go down at the Muskogee Mall on a Tuesday morning.  We nearly get lucky as a woman approaches us and tells us that we look like the pop-drinking type.  We’ve just met this lady and she already has us figured out. Turns out she’s doing a taste-test for two new Mountain Dew flavors.  We all jump for joy simultaneously.  However, our jumping is short lived as we soon discover that we must live within a forty five mile radius of Muskogee to take part. We briefly consider taking up permanent residence in the area, but ultimately decide against it.

Two hours later and two hundred dollars lighter, we head out for Springfield.  Spirits seem to be a bit lower than normal due to the Mountain Dew tasting not panning out, but we take comfort in the fact that retro arcade, 1984, is located at our next stop. That’ll cheer us up.


poor deluded fools...if they only knew...

The van has barely come to a complete stop and Tony and Scott have already hit the ground running in the direction of the legendary arcade. The rest of us catch up to find both guys holding one another, softly weeping. Turns out the place is only open Wednesday through Saturday and today is Tuesday.  Dejected, we retreat to some coffee shop to kill several hours.

We play an open-mic at the Outland. An old-man, whose name escapes me, performs stand-up that is pretty amusing, until he veers off into homophobic territory.  But he’s rather old, so no one says anything.

We play then head to our old pal Andrew’s place.  When we awake in the morning, it’s somehow colder inside his house than outside.  Cecil takes  a massively long (time-wise) dump and we then leave for St. Louis.


waiting for Cecil...

Arriving in St Louis slightly earlier than planned, we find a laundry mat and the weaker members of the band, whom shall remain nameless, do laundry.  Greg and I simply watch.

We play a set at The Way Out club. After finishing, a  gentleman who probably lacks a roof to sleep under, politely demands we play “Smoke on the Water.” I clumsily stumble through the chorus. Unimpressed, the man starts yelling louder. At this point, the bartender spots that he brought in his own beer and promptly tosses him out. I feel bad for not having fulfilled his request.


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