Few cinematic sequences signify the dawn of postmodernism and all its attendant schizoid unknowability beneath its constructed surface veneer better than the final scene of Francis Ford Coppola’s The Conversation. In that scene, the audio tapping specialist Harry, portrayed with quiet and contemplative everyman rage by the great Gene Hackman, rips his apartment up with … Continue reading
I don’t know about you, dearest Filthy Dreams readers, but I’ve been feeling a bit woo-woo recently. If I had to pinpoint the source, I’d date it to the last Democratic presidential debate in June, when a shining star soared across my screen like a beacon of New Age psychobabble and half-baked, half-lit ramblings. Yes, … Continue reading
Here at Filthy Dreams, we take FAKE NEWS(!) seriously. That’s why we, like President Loony…I mean, Trump, are launching our first annual Filthy Dreams Mainstream Media Accountability Survey. We’re holding them accountable!! For…something!! Now, you might notice that our survey isn’t quite as long-winded as the GOP’s. I mean, who has time for that?! … Continue reading