Ford speaks to Kurosawa who speaks to Eastwood (and of course Leone) and Kurosawa also speaks to Sturges – and now Eastwood speaks to Lee Sang-il…
Ford speaks to Kurosawa who speaks to Eastwood (and of course Leone) and Kurosawa also speaks to Sturges – and now Eastwood speaks to Lee Sang-il…
A nod to Kierkegaard and Walker Percy: existentialist tomfoolery, political satire, literary homage, word mongering, a year-round summer reading club, Dylanesque music bits, apocalyptic marianism, poetry, fiction, meta-porn, a prisoner work-release program.
Søren Kierkegaard
Walker Percy
Bob Dylan
Literature & History
Letters from an American
Beau of the Fifth Column
This American Life
The Writer’s Almanac
San Diego Reader
The Stranger
The Inlander
Adoremus
Charlotte was Both
The Onion
From Empty Hands
Ellen Finnigan
America
Commonweal
First Things
National Review
The New Republic
All Manner of Thing
Gerasene Writers Conference
Scrutinies
DarwinCatholic
Catholic and Enjoying It
Bad Catholic
Universalis
Is My Phylactery Showing?
Quotidian Quintilian
En pocas palabras
William Wilson, Guitarist Extraordinaire
Signposts in a Strange Land
Ben Hatke
Daniel Mitsui
Dappled Things
The Fine Delight
Gene Luen Yang
Wiseblood Books
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Mustn’t leave out The Good, The Bad, and The Weird. 😉
Looks better than Eastwood’s. I really like that actor, he was in Inception.
Still holding out hope for an Inception prequel, set circa 1962, shot in crisp Gilbert Taylor black-and-white, where the ‘extraction’/’inception’ technology is just being developed and the pioneer mind-invading team includes J. Edgar Hoover, Bobby Kennedy, the younger version of Michael Caine’s Inception character (played by the younger version of Michael Caine; cf. Terence Stamp in The Limey), and Howard Hughes. (If they want Leo to be involved again, he could play Hoover and Hughes.) Also maybe the younger version of Diana Rigg and/or Barbara Bain.
You sly dog, you. And only after it’s too late do they realize the danger of letting the, shall we say, conflicted Mr. Hoover loose in someone’s head.
Heh, indeed. Though I still think this should be a Chris Nolan project; whatever their interests, I have a hard time seeing the Wachowski siblings taking on a story about an elite team’s perilous mission through a high-tech psychic dream-world.
I didn’t mention whose head J. Edgar, RFK, et al. are loose in, but you can probably figure it out from the title: I Have a Dream within a Dream.
I don’t know a lick of Japanese — but JOB, you’re speaking my language.