Film and home theater writer at various venues, as well as a member of the OFCS. Analytical, long-winded at times, and often moonstruck.
Check out my review of the massive ‘Lord of the Rings’ Extended Edition Blu-ray boxset over at DVDTalk: http://www.dvdtalk.com/reviews/48823/lord-of-the-rings-the-motion-picture-trilogy-the/
Took a trip out to Cumberland Island on May 31st with my trusty Nikon, where my lens captured plenty of wildlife and exquisite architectural textures.
http://www.thomasspurlin.com/2011/06/cumberland-island-photo-slate-531.html
No, this isn’t a prop from The Mist, but an actual critter latched onto my screen door this afternoon.
Review of the Target exclusive Black Swan Blu-ray up at DVDTalk: http://www.dvdtalk.com/reviews/48972/black-swan-three-disc-target-exclusive/
This will make for great viewing material while I’m on vacation next week. Bring on the crazy!
Yes, there’s the very good chance that we might be consuming this mountain of delicious while watching the Oscars tonight.
Daily Shoot 2/16/11 — Light Tones
Strange circular patch of moss, bunched in a tree out in the front yard.
Dark red gumball, with tanning grass organically inserted into the holes.
The Friends of Eddie Coyle (Yates, 1973)
“Look, I’m gettin’ old, you hear? I spent most of my life hanging around crummy joints with a buncha punks drinkin’ the beer, eatin’ the hash and the hot dogs and watchin’ the other people go off to Florida while I’m sweatin’ out how I’m gonna pay the plumber. I done time and I stood up but I can’t take no more chances. Next time, it’s gonna be me goin’ to Florida.”
Brilliant. If you want to see where Ben Affleck derived A LOT of his influence for The Town, just watch this. Calculated bank robberies, ones that go both right and wrong, mix with the underlying network of Quincy-area illegal dealings. Edgy dialogue, double-crossing, finking, and gun sales, all explode in tandem in one of the ’70s very best stone-faced crime dramas — as well as one of the better character pieces out there, in any genre. When a weasel of a pistol-peddler holds your attention with a line like, “Life’s hard, lover, life’s hard”, and it still works, you know you’re in the midst of enduring cinema.
