One could turn on the torque of Hotel Cinema and discover the weedy philosophical underpinnings of egoism-as-blogging. Sure, we could. Despite Joel's pleading and whip-smart soliloquies, I 've felt since the site's inception that it was an enterprise for people with more time on their hands likely a narrower aperture of interest. It isn't that the Feral Doctor hasn't entered the game and played the paint like a polymath, which he is. he's handy with a jump-hook and stilted opinions on American Exceptional ism.
Where then do we drag this caravan? There is high risk of such lampooning itself, much like the pathetic Anthony Bourdain. Where goes the Monroe Doctrine but to lap at the heels of Kurt Russell, though obviously before he straps himself into Death Proof. Months ago after viewing Terminator:Salvation and Army in The Shadows in the same day, I thought of the insurrective qualities of cinema. The thought of Jean-Pierre Melville being elected to our pantheon soon gripped me, alas my thoughts soon drifted to a more kindred soul, one certainly ripe with sloshing goodness
Alas as climate change may ultimately bring benefit to our sessions of sun tea, we should guard our beverage qua erudition balance and ponder our headmaster
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