Showing posts with label grizzly man. Show all posts
Showing posts with label grizzly man. Show all posts

Monday, July 1, 2024

Only Democrats Think Keeping Someone's Mental Decline A Secret Builds Trust

NOBODY 'WARNS' AMERICANS BUT ME AND NETFLIX:

GOD SHOULD BE IN THE SKY - NOT ON EARTH:

NEXT YEAR - BEATLE WIGS:

TELL JOE BIDEN:

TELL JOE BIDEN'S STAFF:

TOO DUMB FOR WORDS:

BUT ONLY TMR SEEMS AWARE OF IT:

THAT'S A NO-NO:

YOU NEED HELP: 

NOPE:

NEWAGER IN THE FOREST:

  Bear biologist analyzes Grizzly Man - "There's audio recording of him dying. My advisor listened to it. I've never listened to it, but it's 15 minutes of him being dismantled by a bear. You can hear his arm being separated from his body in it. It's the worst possible way to go."
WELLNESS IS NEWAGE BULLSHIT BUT NEVER MIND:



FAITH IN GUNS: 


     

ADOPTING THE "LAWSUIT POSE":


   

 IT'S THE SEASON OF THE WITCH:


  

THE SEASON OF THE WITCH IS SILLY:

WOMEN-WHO-WORRY - PREPARE TO SPIN:


    

 BUT AMERICA'S NOT A RACIST COUNTRY:


   

 WHAT COMES AFTER 'CANCELLED'?


   

 WE'RE IN THE HOSPITALS - WE'RE GETTING LEGIT - YOU'D BETTER 'GET IT' BEFORE IT'S TOO LATE! 


Saturday, May 26, 2012

Long Time Gone (Droppin' The Bombs,...)


Alright, I've spent a little too much time on the Althouse blog today - it's getting a little snippy over there - while devoting time to my own thing should be my top priority, right right? I've also got a new job, with long hours, so it's been tough:

 Three-Day-Weekend, Hooooooooooooo!!!!!


Mostly because I think we still need something to file next to Grizzly Man, I've got this 3/4 high thumbs-up DVD recommendation for Ariel Schulman and Henry Joost's documentary, Catfish, that - though nowhere as grand as Werner Herzog's masterpiece - is as close to the same delusional ballpark as I've seen. Catfish even includes something new:

A madness intervention - what's not to love?


I'm enjoying the current rash of cult-specific movies, but the films on straight-up, crazy individuals are few and far between, when (with, maybe, the possible exception of Kevin MacDonald's One Day In September) they're where the real meat and potatoes are so far. Watching individuals trip-ping. 

I love that.



I wonder if Kevin MacDonald's Marley should be put in the "cult" or plain ol' "crazy" category? 

I can't decide, since Bob was Rasta,....