this morning

This morning it was raining just enough so that if a person had an umbrella they felt compelled to use it, while those of us who had left our umbrellas at home weren’t regretting the decision and were – quite frankly – somewhat annoyed at the people who were clogging up the streets with their unnecessary accouterments.

On my walk from the 34th Street Station to work, I imagined a film in which hundreds of pieces of baggage are falling from the sky in slow-motion.  Or exploding, maybe.  Meant to be taken semiotically.

MOVED MOVED MOVED

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“more shocking than hardcore porn”

“…the festival’s most arresting and fascinating film was in its own way more shocking than hardcore porn: The short film Coverage, directed by Jef Taylor, told the story of a man so consumed by watching footage of the 9/11 attacks that it became the only way he could get sexually aroused. What started out seeming like a cheap device developed into something deeply disturbing and unexpectedly powerful.”

Kink n’ Grind:  On the scene at two local underground film festivals (Las Vegas Weekly)

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