on the chang gang
Littering the blargh-o-sphere.
Littering the blargh-o-sphere.
ok just really want to share this one part about current muse Sharon Stone:
Stone is so dangerous. She’s a Stratocaster of sex. Blondes like Ginger have existed on the edge of sex and violence since their knee socks days. She possesses that white trash quality, straight out of Van Nuys, that scrambles the brains of second-generation boys raised by Catholic immigrant mamas. Ginger is more forceful than Ace. She bucks wildly and goes berserk at every attempt he makes to domesticate her. Unlike the other characters in Casino, or GoodFellas, Ginger never gets a voiceover. We are never cued into her motives. Even in GoodFellas, Karen (Lorraine Bracco) explains why a nice Jewish girl like herself gets her crank turned by a criminal who pistols whips sexual rivals. Ginger’s female hustler code, however, remains immediate and unknown; she is constantly mystifying the men around her. We only get to see Ace’s need and love for her turn into a suffocating paranoia. This sort of romantic pain that Ace suffers over again creates a loneliness and frustration that De Niro does so well. When he finally unleashes on Ginger, Stone matches it, with glorious ferocity, it’s hard to look directly into her eyes. She’s like the sun—the performance in Casino is her best.
Since I can’t do anything about a work situation, I’m really invested in reading all of Natasha Vargas Cooper’s blog right now.
Since I can’t do anything...work situation, I’m really invested
My friend Patrick McMinty (really McGinty but ssh) was an extra in...terrible terrible...
this woman’s writing