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just noticed my matches:
one side - a pot leaf & "we deliver"
the other - "you'll get it when you're stoned"
I saw Swordfish yesterday. I wish someone had warned me not to, which is what I'm doing now. Instead one might better listen to the Tom Waits song, Swordfishtrombones
The Dumaine campers are stirring, out of beds, couches, and off the floor, turning on computers, and possibly interrupting dial up connections which is my excuse for no more thoughtful reviewing other than this--I liked Moulin Rouge. A trite love story, with musical numbers based on tepid modern love songs, and some average digital enhancement. So given all that I'm not sure why I liked it so much except maybe for me it lived up to its duty of transporting me to a distant place of desirable surreality. Ok, not to mention I'm a girlyman sucker for trite love stories.
Rockets Redglare, dead
"In other lousy news for film buffs, Rockets Redglare, the downtown fixture who turned up in flicks like Big and Basquiat, died last week as a result of various ailments. Rockets had a fascinatingly dark life, which spanned being born to a junkie mom, witnessing his mobster uncle pull off a hit, and begging cash out of his famous friends. His triumph was becoming a quirky star in his own right—one I'll sorely miss, and not just because he never hit me up for money." - m.musto