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Highest 2 Lowest (2025)

Directed by Spike Lee

Cinematography by Matthew Libatique

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Building Bowie by Alan Fox

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Someone is Always Watching in Robbie Bryan's Suspense Thriller 'The Eyes' Game-of-Death Drama (Trailer)

Someone is Always Watching in Robbie Bryan’s Suspense Thriller ‘The Eyes’ Game-of-Death Drama (Trailer)

    “What is the meaning of this?” “You’re here to pay a price for what you did. We have undisputable proof of all your crimes.” The table is set, the guest have arrived and justice will be served.  In ‘The Eyes’ when six strangers with unspeakable pasts wake up imprisoned in an abandoned warehouse, they discover they are being forced to participate in an evil experiment; Five must die. One can…

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SILK WOMAN The silk which she loves flows against her skin, the white silk spun from a cocoon of words, spun and shimmering in her dark eyes against dark skin which tells her who she is and who she is not, am I the moth inside her mouth where words form, silk cocoon dark skin against the words of need I did not say love until which of us can tell I cannot who is the spinner who, the moth who, the silk. Alan Fox

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SILK WOMAN

The silk which she loves flows against her skin, the white silk spun from a cocoon of words, spun and shimmering in her dark eyes against dark skin which tells her who she is and who she is not,

am I the moth inside her mouth where words form, silk cocoon dark skin against the words of need I did not say love until which of us can tell I cannot who is the spinner who, the moth who, the silk. Alan Fox

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Life is so magical I can’t be sure it exists. I do not understand any fundamental part of it. I am lucky with weather, parking spaces, and money, I help my friends as much as I can, and claim not to be afraid of death. Who am I to question this?

- Alan Fox, Who am I? 

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For me, words were not about pleasing or entertaining others but about creating a place of refuge, where I could find something out about what it means to have and be a self.

Jane Hirshfield, conversation with Alan Fox in Rattle.

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Passion

In my tender days each new movie, book, or play, every new acquaintance was a jungle of possibility, into which I dropped dangling from my parachute which floated ever downward on puffs of innocent joy.

I have long since landed. Last night a friend, also planted on terra firma, asked me, “What turns you on nowadays?”

The word which flashed into my mind was “Nothing.”

Ouch! That won’t do. There must be something. Sex? Alas. Money? I have more than enough. Winning? It’s nine PM. I’m tired, even of winning. What else? Been there, done that.

Then I remembered the picnic in Claremont months ago where high school graduates and college freshmen mingled, those I had helped in some way to enter colleges and universities— Wesleyan, Yale, Harvey Mudd, Brown.

When I visit the community of these disparate child/men, child/women, speaking different languages, with so much yet to come— Yes, their passion turns me on.

-- alan fox