i am really feeling this cheese right now. bucherondin is sublime in so many ways. it’s like two separate worlds of flavors, aromas, and textures in one nice chunk.

also, this is classic me. i tend to order a lot, esp when i’m some place new and want to try everything. when i put in a hefty order at sun’s kitchen in toronto for a giant bowl of wonton soup AND egg chive “box” pastries, they assumed it was for two people. so they gave me two cups of delicious lightly sweetened soy milk. score!

beat takeshi is a favorite actor/director/persona of mine. what’s not to love about this guy? he’s got the charles bukowski thing going on – gruff, pockmarked, and weathered but with a heart of gold, probably a real softie.

i saw blood & bones last night, a tour de force of absolute hopelessness, despair, and violence that’ll knock you on your ass. it’s a three-hour long intense reminder of how wretched life can be. sheer and utter grimsville (x infinity + one). it was long, almost too long, but worth watching. beautiful camera work and film stock. pretty muted colors.

anyway, here’s a good recap by martin / giant robot.

basically, in this film, beat takeshi’s character is pure evil – badass, ruthless, uncontrollable, and amoral. i think the title really nails it because it captures the gory, cruel, animalistic violence, but also addresses the excruciating shittiness of family dysfunction (to put it mildly)…how one singular man can devastate and ruin every person in his world for generations to come…and how exponentially fucked up it is when the perpetrator happens to be your father.

also, if you want to witness real, raw rage – paroxysms that possess men to growl like rabid animals rearin’ to tear each other’s jugulars apart – then this flick is for you. and we’re talkin’ korean and japanese wrath here, folks.

my blood & bones viewing companion had eaten beat takeshi’s weight in twizzlers prior to our screening, so i thought i’d throw that shout out into my mini-collage.

in the collage’s movie still, our main man is delivering yet another beatdown to a mistress who is physically unable to be his baby mama. so what does he do in a fit of anger? shoves rotting meat (sprinkled with maggots) into her mouth so she can gain “strength” and fertility. yes, he keeps a bucket of putrid offal matter around for consumption.

one more thing: he commands practically every woman who crosses his path to “STRIP!”

ps – another good name for this film could’ve been WHERE DO THESE WOMEN GET THE WILL TO LIVE?!

yeah. this is basically what i do for R+R:

chill on anthony’s pungent bed (“spells like crotch!”) with durkey and read comics (while anthony’s working away on his wacom).

the only thing missing are gallons of green tea or sesame ice cream, the rest of the gang, and a lap cat / lap dog.

grrrr…

someone keeps on cranking the kitchenette fridge cool-o-meter to max, which causes a lot of the fridge’s contents to freeze over.

like, my EGG SALAD and mixed greens…dang it.

whoever this mr. freeze is, you’re upsetting me. i had to toss the greens (heh) and warm up the egg salad. which made everything rubbery and tepid and weird.