The illusionist/the black dahlia/hollywodland

These movies bank on the sort of cinematic self awareness of which The Player and The Matrix are our favorite recent examples, favorite recent example, unfortunately they work more like the moment at the beginning of Charlie’s Angels when L.L. Cool J acknowledges that one can always walk out of stuff like the T J Hooker movie playing on the plane.

crank

The dream of perpetual motion foundered by the beast with two backs.

We don’t feel like running with an inguinal hernia. We grow old and fat.