kris kristofferson is crazy it’s like what if the hottest guy ever was also a goated singer and actor and then spent his late career making albums about supporting various global south revolutions.
JFK once invited to dinner 49 Nobel laureates, Robert Frost, William Styron, Ernest Hemingway, James Baldwin, Katherine Anne Porter, John Dos Passos, James Farrell and Lionel and Diana Trilling, and others. His line on the occasion became famous: “I think this is the most extraordinary collection of talent, of human knowledge, that has ever been gathered together at the White House—with the possible exception of when Thomas Jefferson dined alone."
Some of you were alive when that happened.
the phrase "lipstick on a pig" has always inspired a deep sadness in me. I think of the pig, looking forward to her big night out, and I bring myself to the verge of tears.
I like Paris Texas, the works of Dennis Hopper, and things of that nature because I also think of myself as being at the intersection of "european arthouse intellectual" and "legitimately insane american of the big sky west"
who framed roger rabbit is straight up one of the single greatest artistic achievements of humanity and then i guess somebody just hit zemeckis in the head repeatedly with a wrench
I do generally agree that, per John Berger, one has to choose to live in either hope or in despair, and that the former is, for myriad reasons, preferable, but that doesn't mean I'm going to watch Ryan Gosling dick around in space with his stupid little alien pal for 156 minutes.