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My Hip Cocktails: The Completists

My Hip Cocktails: The Completists

Earlier in the year I wanted to do something with a bottle of Mezcal Agua Santa which was recommended to me by a friend of mine over the often more expensive and celebrity endorsed options in the LCBO . What made the story even better is that the founder of this Mezcal, Carmen Marron, lives in Toronto and tells a great story of moving to Canada from Mexico and the perseverance needed to get such…

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DOMINO Review: For De Palma Completists Only

DOMINO Review: For De Palma Completists Only

As expected, this film feels incomplete.

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Why Completists Flocked to Jimi Hendrix's Second Posthumous LP, 'Rainbow Bridge'

Why Completists Flocked to Jimi Hendrix’s Second Posthumous LP, ‘Rainbow Bridge’

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Pocket full of juxtaposies

TG, you already know where I stand on this matter but its worth putting on record: The Last Picture Show is perhaps the whitest film ever. Whiter than Sunrise. Whiter than Birth of a Nation. I would have been less surprised by an alien landing in Sam's pool hall than by a black character catching even a whiff of Peter Bogdanovich's screen time. But that's not to say the movie needed any brown brothers or sisters. Quite the contrary. It seems to me that the point of the movie was to capture the essence of a certain place and time... and that it did with aplomb. It just so happens that it was a place and time insulated from African-Americans (even on the football field!). It was also a place and time where, as the tagline from the movie poster says, nothing much changes. That's why I really liked the pacing. One moment, it seemed as if Sonny's fling with Ruth would be a plot driver (You thought Sonny would catch a rifle shot to the backside, didn't you TG?). A scene or two later, three months had passed and we had to question whether the fling was of any consequence at all. Things went on. In that way, this movie was kind of like life in a sleepy town, and kind of the opposite of Do the Right Thing, the blackest film, by the way, of the 100. But that's neither here nor there.

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