Archive for November, 2005


That’s A Headline

November 18, 2005

Duo Considered the Olsen Twins of the White Nationalist Movement


The Two Davids

November 17, 2005

David Sedaris gets a lot of play. NPR loves him. Entertainment Weekly fancies itself an argyle-wearing, bespectacled geek thinker when it plugs his books. Radiophiles who adore the idea of the fantasy romcom in which a gay Southern, juvenile writer meets a gorgeous New York stud in the big city and then flies off with him to do fish-out-of-water pratfalls in scenic Normandy live vicariously through his insightful, crass and hilarious books.

David Rakoff is the other post-TAL gay David, and the one I prefer. Rakoff is a drier wit, who can mock without hate (except for himself) and deflate Puppetry of the Penis as well as he can crack the porcelain of Heian Japan. He’s a little subtler, prone to slipping delicate hyperbole into passages of earthly, grounded imagery. Sometimes he cuts to the chase, but when he wanders off on giant sentences is when I’m really jealous of him. I live vicariously through his droll dialogue comedy tale of the Canadian Jewish cancer-survivor being bounced like a lotto ball in the air hopper of the New York publishing scene, occassionally fired off to do travel writing in areas where he’s too Canadian, too American, too Jewish, too white or just too timid to fit wholly in, before hopefully bouncing back to New York or Chicago to wax rhetoric on the air with Ira Glass.

This passage, from his new book of essays, Don’t Get Too Comfortable, jumped out at me. My preference is to hear Rakoff read, so I recommend the audiobook from iTunes. Read off the page (or the screen), this sentence might just seem like another bitter social critique, but when you get it in the spur-of-the-moment, deliriously complex delivery of Rakoff’s reading, it’s made of silver.

If, for example, it came to light that the dangerously thin, affectless, value-deficient, higher-aspiration-free amateur-porn auteur Paris Hilton was actually a covert agent from some secret Taliban madrasah whose mission was to portray the ultimate capitalist whore-puppet of a doomed society with nothing more on its mind than servitude to Mammon and celebrity at any cost, I wouldn’t be a bit surprised.


Otters: Funny

November 16, 2005

This, I think, is not as funny as I thought it was. My fondness for animals in the news surprises no one more than it does me. I think it’s a feature of being married to my wife. Anyway, if you think are otters are funny, you might enjoy this article about the battle of wits waged by the US Interior Dept. against Pacific coast sea otters. I’m especially fond of this second paragraph.

But before officials can catch an otter, they have to spot it. One recent day, as part of the agency’s fall otter survey, Sanders spent two hours near the University of California at Santa Barbara, peering through a telescope at a kelp bed where something resembling an otter had been seen the day before.

Sanders perked up when a potential otter bobbed near the surface, but it turned out to be a harbor seal. Or a log. Lots of things look like otters.

The otters won.


Shadow of Shadow of the Colossus

November 8, 2005

Shadow of the Colossus makes me want a PS2, even at this late date. It’s so beautiful, so clever, so admirably simple. Perhaps I’ll get a PS2 when they’re cheap, just to play it and Ico.


Remember, Remember

November 5, 2005

Any of you remember the V For Vendetta trailer? Well, happy Guy Fawkes Day, Warner Brothers. Why the hell didn’t you release your movie yesterday, when it would’ve been geekily well-read and English of you?




November 5, 2005

Somewhere along the way, I’ve lost my copy of the Glory soundtrack. It’s a seminal James Horner composition, which he’s been shaving pieces off of and growing other soundtracks from for years. I needed it for this World of Darkness game I’m hoping to run this week (pay attention, Ken), and now it’s gone.

So I went out to Best Buy to buy a new copy of it. told me they had a copy of it at a local store, but they didn’t. What they did have was a playable Xbox 360.

Yeah. Uh oh.

The game for King Kong looks lovely, but I sure couldn’t figure what I supposed to do in it. So that’s not great. But the store also had a playable level (or part of a level) of Call of Duty 2 in its forthcoming shmancy Xbox 360 edition and… Holy. Shit. Beautiful, exciting, nerve-wracking, compelling, intuitive and so good. I’d been eyeballing other Xbox 360 titles lately, but none of them have really grabbed me yet. (Gun, the Grand Theft Auto of the Old West, might but I just heard about it.) Call of Duty 2 is the deal-maker. It’s the game I’m getting the 360 for, and a game worth not waiting for.

From the moment when you’re riding across the African desert underneath a dogfight to the moment when the chap in front of you gets cut down by German machine-gun fire from a hidden emplacement to the moment when your mustachioed commanding officer holds up a prized bottle of recovered wine and declares the mission a success, it’s a terrific experience. No health meter, just get to cover. Reloads are swift and bold. This game knows what it’s all about: moving forward, being thrilled, ogling and having a great time.

Sixteen days and counting.


Big Comic Haul

November 3, 2005

It takes me weeks to find the time to pick up the comics I subscribe to at Criminal Records here in Atlanta. When I’m as busy as I’ve been of late, I end up buying a pretty big stack, all at once. For no reason at all, here I list for you all the titles I picked up this week. Some are subscriptions, some are impulse buys or experiments.

The Surrogates #1 & #2 – Sci-fi detective tale with robots and stuff. Haven’t read it yet.

Jenny Finn: Messiah – Conclusion to the tale of Jenny Finn, now from Boom! Studios.

Books of Magick: Life During Wartime – Got into my subscription pile by… mistake?

The Goon – I have something like four issues of this that I still haven’t read yet.

Ex Machina #15 – I’ve been reading it gingerly after missing a vital issue somewhere. Still great.

Conan #21 – I get it for Cary Nord’s terrifically natural art. Sometimes I even read it.

Daredevil vs. Punisher #5 – Given to me by assumption. Can’t bear the art in it and haven’t read it.

Revelations #3 – Spooky but not yet engrossing. I couldn’t tell you what happened in the last issue.

Silent Dragon #4 – Dunno what’s going on in it, but it’s effing lovely, pencils, inks and all.

Daredevil #78 – They tell me Bendis and Maleev are bailing. I probably will, too, then.

Sea of Red #5 – A little late to get on board, but it’s got vampires, so it’s work-related.

BPRD: The Black Flame #3 – I subscribe to four other titles to be sure I don’t miss this one.

Loveless #1 – Sampling this hard-riding western. Hope it’s good.

Conan and the Demons of Khitai #2 – Conan in Japan or something.

Fear Agent #1 – Dude at the store recommended it. Rockets, monsters, bubble-helmets. Yeah.

What are you reading?

Noise: Kinky, “The Headphonist”