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Enter the Void is on Netflix Instant now. If you have two and a half hours to kill and want your brain melted or if you’ve ever taken psychedelic drugs and want to relive the experience, this is the movie for you.

It also has one of the all-time best title sequences (embedded above).

good call, this movie on one hand is basically a simplistic folk story, on the other hand its a perverse overwhelming hallucinogenic trip

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Deadfall - 1993 (R) 98 minutes
MM: I know you’ve worked with Nicholas Cage on at least one occasion (1993’s DEADFALL). What’s it like working on a picture with your brother?CC: Difficult. I was more worried about his comfort level, than the movie and he basically did whatever he wanted. I fought him a couple times about taking off his sunglasses so the audience could see his tortured sad clown eyes which would help explain why he was so over the top (fake nose, hair, etc). He stomped his feet like a bratty little brother, but he took off the glasses in two scenes for me. It didn’t really help. Deadfall is my least favorite movie.

Amazing David lynch meets fourth grade auteur film making. A must watch.
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Deadfall - 1993 (R) 98 minutes

MM: I know you’ve worked with Nicholas Cage on at least one occasion (1993’s DEADFALL). What’s it like working on a picture with your brother?
CC: Difficult. I was more worried about his comfort level, than the movie and he basically did whatever he wanted. I fought him a couple times about taking off his sunglasses so the audience could see his tortured sad clown eyes which would help explain why he was so over the top (fake nose, hair, etc). He stomped his feet like a bratty little brother, but he took off the glasses in two scenes for me. It didn’t really help. Deadfall is my least favorite movie.


Amazing David lynch meets fourth grade auteur film making. A must watch.

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Sam & Janet (2002)

Busey bartender romo-como. Busey makes faces while three misogynists bullshit hard. One guy is into Star Trek & he finds a corresponding mate. Sam and Janet is such a stretch it makes yoga look easy. Time passes ambiguously and timelessly as the characters wade out into the void. Writer/Director/Producer Rick Walker is a morning radio host in Oklahoma City. Many of his fellow DJs made cameo appearances in this film. A year elapses without changes, without seasons. So on the brink this movie is a known BASE jumping hotspot. The girl in this movie shows real promise as marriage-worthy but chooses not to have sex with him for a year because she’s secretly married. “Planet Mama” gets said. Busey bartends, buy this movie a round!

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Off The Charts: The Song-Poem Story - 2003 (NR) 53 minutes


  Last Sunday I played the above song on my radio show on WCBN. I’ve had this gem of a song in my digital archives since high school and have always loved it but a friend who was listening to the show informed me that not only did a mutual friend of ours know the author of the song but it was a song-poem and there was a documentary about it and other similarly absurdly amazing works like it. Well it’s a gem of a documentary as well, not overwhelmingly important but it’s full of real sweethearts  and a nice way to whittle away an hour.  Very much suggested for those interested in outsider art. 


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I.Q. - 1994 (PG) 95 minutes

In which an anachronistic weave of tropes about genius, classism, the battle of the genders, etc. is draped around the neck of a garish Einstein caricature & his cartoon genius posse. According to Netflix this posse tries to hook “average mechanic” Tim Robbins up with “cerebral niece” Meg Ryan but the movie is neither here nor there. Meg Ryan’s depleted fiance moves on without much of a fight a la banjo-man from The Searchers. Einstein the makeup monster acts primarily as a dramatic fulcrum / in-house prankster but there are nods to his celebrity status when at one point he disavows the arms race as so much foolishness. Kurt Godel on the other hand is accurately portrayed. The title, never mentioned, is either the downy comforter completing the transhistorical bed or the monster under that bed, depending on vibes. Watch this one with a snack. According to an Einstein fan website he never had an I.Q. test but if he had it might have been 1994.

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I.Q. - 1994 (PG) 95 minutes


In which an anachronistic weave of tropes about genius, classism, the battle of the genders, etc. is draped around the neck of a garish Einstein caricature & his cartoon genius posse. According to Netflix this posse tries to hook “average mechanic” Tim Robbins up with “cerebral niece” Meg Ryan but the movie is neither here nor there. Meg Ryan’s depleted fiance moves on without much of a fight a la banjo-man from The Searchers. Einstein the makeup monster acts primarily as a dramatic fulcrum / in-house prankster but there are nods to his celebrity status when at one point he disavows the arms race as so much foolishness. Kurt Godel on the other hand is accurately portrayed. The title, never mentioned, is either the downy comforter completing the transhistorical bed or the monster under that bed, depending on vibes. Watch this one with a snack. According to an Einstein fan website he never had an I.Q. test but if he had it might have been 1994.

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Naked Lunch - 1991 (R) 115 minutes

Peter Weller once again shows that he’s unfairly relegated to the world of B movies with this role playing the straight man to Cronenberg’s dry hallucinogenic channeling of Burroughs’ world (similar to the way he was used in the much lighter but equally bizarre creature inhabited Buckaroo Banzai) and keeps us interested until the long-running film’s faltering ending. Cronenberg’s specific obsessions show up in awe inspiring force and Ornette Coleman provides a freak jazz background. 

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Naked Lunch - 1991 (R) 115 minutes


Peter Weller once again shows that he’s unfairly relegated to the world of B movies with this role playing the straight man to Cronenberg’s dry hallucinogenic channeling of Burroughs’ world (similar to the way he was used in the much lighter but equally bizarre creature inhabited Buckaroo Banzai) and keeps us interested until the long-running film’s faltering ending. Cronenberg’s specific obsessions show up in awe inspiring force and Ornette Coleman provides a freak jazz background.


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