I feel like the problem with the current wave of poetry is medium. Many of the today’s poet are made famous through slam videos going viral and easily-digestible Instagram word bites that have collected a following of new poetry readers that wouldn’t have had access to poetry previously.
I can’t support the notion that the supernatural entity known as It takes on the form of a clown because clowns are enticing to children. No child has unironically enjoyed the presence of a clown since the vaudevillian days of the 1930s. People have been afraid of clowns for years, even before Tim Curry decided to put on a red nose. If you were one of those people who saw Stephen King’s It (1990) as a kid and cite it as the source of your childhood nightmares, I highly recommend watching it again, now, as an adult. Upon second viewing, you might come to realize that not only is it not very frightening, but it’s also rather dated and not particularly good. In this era of remake after remake after remake, this is a rare example of an early 90s relic that was due for an upgrade. And that’s because the story and the concept is actually compelling- the 1990 version just didn’t do much apart from traumatize some now-twenty somethings and give Tim Curry ample scenery to chew on. And this project has been in the works since 2009- Cary Fukunaga, the original director, dropped out due to “creative differences”, the script was rewritten, most of the actors were re-cast a week before filming…after all of that chaos it’s hard to believe they were able to pull the project together without making it too much of a messy combination of Fukunaga’s vision and Muschietti’s. But they did it, and they did it well. And maybe the delay in production was a blessing in disguise because it has been exactly 27 years since the release of the original miniseries- accurately matching the timeline of It’s resurgence from the depths of the sewers to consume the flesh of the innocent. So that’s nice. Continue reading
Before the film adaptation’s release, here’s some insight into Jeannette Walls’ modern classic The Glass Castle.
Spending another week on The New York Times’ Bestseller List and on it’s way to theatres, The Glass Castle continues to be a memoir that holds the public’s attention. If for some reason you managed to escape the media storm surrounding the movie, Glass Castle is the memoir of Jeannette Walls, currently a successful writer and journalist in New York, but once a girl living a rootless lifestyle with two erratic parents. Glass Castle has been out since 2005, but I find when a book holds the public’s attention for this long without fanfare and merchandise of midnight releases and chest tattoos, it’s important to ask why. Continue reading
Hi all, over the summer, you probably know that I started my website/blog, BurgerADay.com. The original goal for BurgerADay was to post some form of content at least once a day, but due to my new job, it’s become increasingly difficult to regularly post to BurgerADay. For 2017, in addition to finding a way to continue my original goal, I have 2 new goals: 1. I want to get more visitors for BurgerADay (maybe monetize it, somehow?), and 2. Get more writers for a variety of topics.
I feel the second goal is necessary in order to reach goal one and continue the original one, thus I’m searching for writers. I’m seeking people who are passionate about any of the following: movies, TV, politics, fitness, food, books, beverages, celebrities, restaurants, pop culture, tech, comedy, theatre, music, sports or anything that can be of interest to others. If you can write competently about one or more of these topics and you’re looking for a place to showcase some writing, BurgerADay is the place for you. The ideal BurgerADay writer has a wide knowledge of pop culture, a sense of humor and interesting, original ideas. Submit the Google form below and send an email with 2-4 writing samples to firstname.lastname@example.org. Currently, BurgerADay is unable to provide payment to writers.
Rock biographies are very often boring. Sure, the tales of sex, drugs, and rock n’ roll are enticing, but after reading stories from Led Zeppelin, Guns N’ Roses, Kiss, and countless others, all the stories seem to blend together. The first rock biography I ever read was No One Here Gets Out Alive by Jerry Hopkins about the life of Jim Morrison. Your first foray into rock literature is always unforgettable, but following reading Slash, Stairway to Heaven, No Regrets, and many others, I realized that sex and drugs were only so interesting. The one exception to this rule had always been Marilyn Manson’s The Long Hard Road Out Of Hell, until Laura Jane Grace and Dan Ozzi published Tranny. Continue reading