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I watched Trump’s speech at the Correspondents’ Dinner last night. It’s hard to articulate how sad it made me. Sad and embarrassed and exhausted. Here is the thing about a man who is a joke. He can’t tell one. People think humor is a talent. It isn’t. It’s a capacity. To make someone laugh you have to be able to laugh at yourself, and to laugh at yourself you have to step outside of yourself and see what everyone else sees. For one second you have to be just another person in the room. Most people can do this by the time they are nine years old. He has never once managed it. Not in fifty years of cameras. Not for a second. That is not a quirk. It is a symptom. The muscle that lets you tell a joke is the same one that lets you feel what another person feels. A man who cannot survive being laughed at cannot imagine being anyone but himself. He will only ever be generous when it is photographed. He will only ever be kind when it is filmed. There is a name for it. So he stood up there and did what he always does. He hit down. He made jokes about people’s weight. He made jokes about their intelligence. He made jokes about how women look. He read out the names of people he doesn’t like, and mocked them. Always mocking. And when no one laughed he blamed his speech writers. The cruelty dressed as humor has worn so thin. And for the 30% of you still in the cult who will inevitably call me a crackhead and blame it all on my Dad, all I can say is please, for the love of God, open your eyes. Wake the fuck up. Have some dignity. Have some pride. Joe Biden wasn’t standing at that podium last night. Donald Trump was. And at the end of it he put on a red hat that said Trump 2028 and told the room he was running again. No one laughed because everyone knows he has no intention of leaving. Just another joke at our expense.

20 incredible shots from HOFFA that showcase the bold camera moves, editing and practical filmmaking. Director Danny DeVito is a wildly creative visual stylist and both he and this film remain deeply underrated. Split diopters. Match cuts. Precise crane shots. No CGI needed:

@leekemp @vashikoo It’s a gem. The directing, the writing, the acting; it’s all there and it’s glorious

@JosephPConroy @vashikoo I'd never heard of this until you started tweeting about it. On my watchlist now.

@AntiTrumpCanada Dumald Trump. You don’t use the B 😂😂😂

What a stupid cunt.

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@TheStingisBack Superman III was DARK

Superman III Nightmare Fuel. If the 80s weren't traumatic enough, we also had to watch Vera Webster getting violently fused into computer machinery and turned into a lifeless cyborg. Pamela Stephenson helped get me through this.

People outside NYC always ask, “Why raise kids there with no space? Don’t you want a yard?” Honey, I have 3 playgrounds within walking distance, a beach, pools, and the zoo within a 15-minute drive. We watch movies in the park, take free university art classes, go to film events, and the whole city is our backyard.

On this day in 1981, the intrepid Dr. Jones swung into action for the very first time. “It’s not the years, it’s the mileage.”

I wish I knew at the time that the 80s/90s were the pinnacle of existence. I would have appreciated my time in them more and not been in such a rush.

having dinner at a hotel bar the other night struck up a conversation with a mid-level United Healthcare exec. he told me he puts over $300,000 a year on his company credit card just for entertaining clients. In case you’re wondering why you can’t afford health insurance

The best lesson from BACKROOMS is this -- just fucking do the thing you wanna do. Kane Parsons made the shorts, he built a fan base, he reaped the rewards. Write your spec. Make your short. Sing your song. There's literally no downside to creating.

Being an American now is just waking up and being told how much more money the president and his billionaire buddies are stealing, then being expected to act like it’s a normal fucking day.

New essay on my RACE TRACK site. A reprint of the first SPIN Magazine piece I did (Fall ‘25) as one of their contributing film editors. When Did Films Get So Boring? We Want Our New Genre Why is nothing new happening in film? You’ve noticed. Sequel after sequel, unmemorable plots, films you don’t care about discussing the next day. Yeah, it didn’t use to be like this. Filmgoers in the 20th century had a bonanza of new genres or styles of film. Every decade birthed two or more. Film started in the 1910s with a big dose of Charlie Chaplin. Sound entered the picture in the ‘20s, and the films got bigger. The 1930s exploded with Gangster Films, Spectacle Films, Musicals, and Slapstick Comedy. In the 1940s came Power Women Films, Film Noir, and Italian Neorealism. The 1950s birthed the Teenager Films (”teenagers” didn’t really exist until that), Alien Scare Films, and Biblical Films. All of these genres were brand new to audiences at the time. Exciting stuff… (Read the rest of the essay at link below.)

Someone edited THE THREE AMIGOS vs. TOMBSTONE and it fits so perfectly 😂🔥

I think one of the most underrated forms of luxury is having enough time to think, read, wander, and romanticize your own life a little.

“If I were only interested in facts I would buy the telephone directory of Manhattan. It has four million entries, and they are all correct, but it does not illuminate.” — Werner Herzog

this is the most john cassavetes-on-a-bender energy we've seen in years. she is essentially saying: "give me 16mm, a skeleton crew, and three weeks, i'll show you some weird shit." i'm ready for the no-budget, no-permission, all-vibes era of kristen stewart.

Kristen Stewart on how the Hollywood studio system is not set up for artists: "Are we going to like, wait to be chosen like a f---ing golden ticket? Like, 'I got the golden ticket! I can make one f---ing movie!' We need to make more work. There needs to be more work, more output, more connection and less fear and less f---ing bureaucracy and also less making billionaires more f---ing billionaires. It’s driving me insane. We spend so much money, we just like hemorrhage money making stuff in a system that honestly is not designed for us." wp.me/pc8uak-1lHhm4

Más de 50 años antes de los BACKROOMS, Standish Lawder rodó el corto liminal CORRIDOR (1970), donde un desconocido viaja por un pasillo desolado en cuyo final divisa a una mujer a la que no puede alcanzar mientras el recorrido se hace sinuoso y repetitivo x.com/ucantstealart/…