What a Long, Freaky Head-Trip It’s Been
“Get on the ground, motherfuckers,” declares Wayne Coyne, directing two somewhat confused kids to lie on their chests in the…
“Get on the ground, motherfuckers,” declares Wayne Coyne, directing two somewhat confused kids to lie on their chests in the…
“A hybrid of a hippie commune and capitalism,” is how revered indie film producer Effie Brown describes the goal of…
Gregg Araki is George Bush’s worst nightmare. In Araki’s parallel cinematic universes, the mainstream is subverted, what the right wing…
Sometimes my friend Laura Donovan will call me out of the blue and just say these two words: “Macaw! Macaw!”…
You have become the thing that you have mocked. That’s a paraphrase of a famous Shakespeare line, and it’s also…
Dear Doc Doctor: My film projects and ideas are well-suited for public television. But as an independent filmmaker I can’t…
Inside Manhattan’s City Hall Academy on a dark and wet Friday morning this past February, actor Liam Neeson introduced some…
In New York, a rooftop is not merely a rooftop. Part refuge, part observation deck, the roof is where New…
In June 2004, I watched Ted Demme’s inspirational profile of 70s filmmakers, A Decade Under the Influence, which is basically…