Living with Musical Free Association Syndrome


So, this is pretty much my life in a nutshell — with the emphasis on “nuts:” Start listening to the soundtrack for Terrance Malick’s The Thin Red Line. Think: “Wow. That sounds sort of Inception-y.” Head out onto the InterWebs and find this — a stinging reminder that I’m not even remotely original. (But then, neither [Read More...]

Turning Science Fiction into Science Fact


Rosetta: the ambition to turn science fiction into science fact. Yes, I realize I’m posting a short on back-to-back days, but I just can’t help myself. It’s not so much that it’s a really, really well-made sci-fi short (though that’s not an insignificant selling point). It’s that I can’t remember seeing anything like it before, [Read More...]

Remembering St. Crispin’s Day with Tom Hiddleston


I like this. I really, really like this. This Hollow Crown setting is a great deal quieter (and feels more sorrowful) than Bombastic Branagh’s version, which I have long loved (and will continue to love) dearly. And it  lacks the spectacular musical spine Patrick Doyle provides for Branagh’s Harry. But the quietness is incredibly powerful — perhaps even more powerful [Read More...]

Streaming Suggestion: “I Know That Voice”


A little (and, perhaps, terrifying) insight into Life at the Susanka House: Whenever I hear a bit of voice-over/voice-acting work, I can’t really think straight until I’ve figured out who it is. Which guarantees that nobody else will think straight while I’m figuring it out. Curious about the guy from Home Depot’s “Let’s Do This” commercials? [Read More...]

“To God, there is no zero.”


When I look back at the most memorable cinematic experiences of my childhood — a self-indulgence I undertake with almost terrifying frequency – there is one film in particular that strikes me as a real outlier. Titles such as Flight of the Navigator and Blackbeard’s Ghost and The Absentminded Professor and “Zorro” all make sense to me, and while the intensity of my love [Read More...]

“What is left is Art. I think we must all admit that.”


If Cooper had any real knowledge of Nature’s ways of doing things, he had a most delicate art in concealing the fact. It’s Wednesday. Which, as I’ve doubtless observed (complained about/whined over) in the past, is not my favorite day of the week. So I’m in the mood for something cathartic. (Translation? I’m on the lookout for something [Read More...]

“Grim Grinning Ghosts” and the Magic of Thurl Ravenscroft


For no particular reason other than because it’s a bit October-y and I like to post thematically/seasonally-appropriate music from time to time and because, unlike Tom McDonald, I don’t know country music much, dark or otherwise. Also, because I was recently listening to NPR’s “All Songs Considered” fascinating podcast with John Congleton and he brought [Read More...]

“To Keep My Memory Alive and Healthy”


It is a pity I can’t receive my own letters. If they produce as much wholehearted approval at their destination as they do at their source, they should indeed be able to keep my memory alive and healthy. – Flannery O’Connor What a great quote. Yes, as a die-hard and dyed-in-the-wool O’Connorite, I suppose it’s only fair [Read More...]

Writing Crookedly with Straight Lines


A couple of days ago, my dad sent me the following video. Apparently, he’s gently encouraging me to lose my mind. …more rapidly than I’m already losing it, that is. Seriously, these sorts of things drive me crazy. Things that I don’t understand bother me not at all. Things that I understand on an intellectual level [Read More...]

A Trap That I Trip Over and Over and Over Again


Thanks to Jim Benton for this sharp little insight into my life. It’s one that cuts uncomfortably close to the quick, most days; one that applies more readily and regularly than I’d care to admit. (“Means,” I  keep reminding myself. “Not end. Just a means, not an end.“) [Read more...]