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Slam was a kick in the teeth before the Millenium came and went. Saul Williams is the relentless enigmatic lead Ray Joshua first spotted slinging weed in an illuminati pyramid vest. Directed by Marc Levin the film is closer in aesthetic feel to The Harder They Come 1973 or Rockers 1978 than it is to 8 Mile or Training Day. In other words it's going down and dirty into the.life of a criminal poet philosopher without sugar on top. Ray.  He doesn't let on what he's listening to or reading. He does pay close attention though when he catches a prisoner rapping and bashing his metal table to some gangster Islam flow. Or he smirks.when a prisoner.drops some crude rhyme about guns and pussy in front of a woman. Ray has a dangerous talent when it comes to words. One scene has an all black prison yard full of convicts about to fight or get down. Ray is caught in the middle and his vulnerability becomes apparent. Before he unleashes a rhyme bomb into the face of his potent...

James Dean used to follow Brando around. After Brando defined what a modern man is, or should be, in A Streetcar Named Desire. Dean played his bongo drums at parties. Trying to catch Brandos eye. Brando brushed him off.  This inspired Dean to pay rent boys to stub cigarettes out on his back. They'd call him the human ashtray.  Just before Gerard Depardieu drank a swimming pool full of wine and ate a village full of pigs. His son Guillaume threw his crack pipe at the wall. Aimed his old revolver at his father and shot some holes in the farmhouse walls. Before riding his motorbike into the night. Crashing. And losing one of his legs. Like Rimbaud before him he hobbled round on crutches for a bit before dying of pneumonia at thirty seven. While filming The Childhood of Icarus.  A couple of years after Brando leant over his motorbike in black leather and toyed with his phallic statue from The Wild One. James Dean died at high speed in a twisted metal fireball in h...

If Houellebecq consistently gets it right. And he has. Incels, Islamic Terrorism, The permissive society giving birth to serial killers and torture porn, The artificially inflated prices paid for art, Post 911 French politics. If he has got all this into eight novels. Why aren't we listening to him? More? Maybe because he doesn't flatter and pander to our vanity. If the last white male club western women dont want to infiltrate is a Michel Houellebecq study group. Good. This isn't the bug room at the local zoo.  In the novel, Serotonin. Houellebecq takes on his own dead libido and The EU with its bureaucrats. Since the notorious days of the butter mountain Brussels has been managing a surplus of food. Paying farmers a pittance to keep big supermarkets well stocked or not to produce at all. Florent Claude Labrouste is the Agronomist at the heart of Seroronins story. He is a middle aged, clapped out, wage slave with a Japanese girlfriend Yuzo. When he finds out th...

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Leon, played by Joey Bada$$ in Mr Robot Season 2 deconstructs Seinfeld with a fervour that only the confined could bring. We find out later on that Joey and Eliot's lunchtime chats in a diner are a conceit. They are in fact both doing time in prison. The unreliable narrator strikes again. Anyone who has seen it knows that Mr Robot is more than a little touched by fight club. Hence the PTSD brought on by over reading IKEA catalogues and watching Seinfeld. This fiction within a fiction. Like what is reality anyway man? Well I'll go out on a limb and say reality is not Seinfeld with its canned laughter and upper east side lawyer comedy. Put its wall of box sets on one side and 'friends' on the other and you have a soma barrier against reality. Your friends laughing along like drains gurgling to Seinfeld are being indoctrinated into the loving of a fake reality. The struggling Jewish people in American culture. Who are not privileged at all. Above criticism and ...

I was created in a lab. So my father says. He said that he created me on a mountaintop in a shack using twenty zx spectrum computers, a 3D printer hooked up to the Pentagon with a modem, some C4 plastic explosive, bolts, a pile of old body building magazines, some Kerrangs, a petrol generator, a black widow catapult, various knives, an aluminium baseball bat, various animal skulls sourced locally, and some pink silicon synthetic skin for burn victims. Marry all this to a huge bolt of lightning that arrived on time. Et voila. I was born. My father named.me Scorpio after the villain in Dirty Harry. When I asked him why? He said because he was a visionary with an eye for detail. Laughing so much he fell over. I watched the film once on an old vhs tape. Turns out Scorpio was a crazed sniper. I dont remember my childhood. I seem to have sprung forth on to planet earth fully formed. My father asked me on the day that I was born what I wanted to do with my life? I said eat, sleep,...

the sun was black and now its nuclear a northern soul is no longer afraid of speaking German for it is the tongue of Faust war is declared it is bits of metal flying  through the air mixed with fire a young man who is blonde like wheat gets his throat ripped out by the piece of a tank a little bigger than a dog hot metal flying about that's how Kurt Vonnegut described war.

One of my favourite books about The Vietnam War is Thom Jones 'The Pugilist at Rest'. It is a book of short stories and they are not all about the war. However the ones that are create an atmosphere so vivid and authentic you are left with no doubts that the author must have passed through the meat grinder of an unjust war. When he describes the green leaves of a jungle, you are left with a complete spectrum of the colour green like Lorne.Malvo in Fargo describing it as the key to survival. To know the colour green. From when we lived in the jungle as savages and scoped the leaves looking for a break in continuity like a Jaguars head or a rival hunter in the foliage. A threat. Turns out Thom Jones never served in the Vietnam war. He got concussed in a boxing fight a week before shipping out and ended up getting an honourable discharge. Most of his mates from the Marines went however. And many died. He had to deal with the survivors guilt from this experience and ove...

Going through the third cycle of lockdowns here in England. One thing is becoming obvious. Those who were bullied at school, who still keep their sacred pain in a little box under the bed, are enjoying, if not loving, the Covid restrictions in society.  Lockdowns have been neither proven nor disproven to work. But if you can whisper like Iago into the ear of the Prime Minister. Blow Joe Schlomo. You can persuade him to hypnotized the British public to stay indoors. If that doesn't work you can always fine them money they dont have, for breaking the rules. All the grifters working down at the government think tank SAGE. Might like to consider this maxim. Beards are not a sign of wisdom. If they were every goat would have a following. Although Chris Witty doesn't have a beard. He seems drunk on the power that his little graphs convey. The price that we are all paying for Witty not getting in the ring in front of his peers at school. To defend his adolescent honour. Is...

I felt compelled to rewrite this post as it got deleted by someone who should know better. He would no doubt say. Dont jeopardize my account. If you want to publish, start your own blog. When people are getting banned left and right. So that's what I did. The 1971 film Punishment Park is a docudrama by director Peter Watkins. It is set in a Californian desert, like the one Manson sent his girls out into looking for the secret opening to the cavern to sit out the upcoming race war. In the film we find a mixed selection of left wing radicals. The Oakland Panthers. The SLA. The Weather Underground. And a couple of loners with beards and glasses who you might class as Student Radicals. All these activists have been captured in society's big net. And the ambiance in the tent serving as a makeshift court leads you to believe that they have all been in an unnamed city demonstrating. The court allows the accused to vent their spleens. With a couple of exceptions. When the A...