When I was a little girl, I would make my grandfather tell me about his parents. The idealized and dewy eyed six year old me imagined them to be much like the immigrant animated mice in Feviel goes west, except … Continue reading →

No need for a paternity test, Laterna Magika is indeed the illegitimate child of socialism! Yes, Laterna is a healthy, thriving, baby boy… with split personality disorder and a mild case of OCD. Highly functioning, but not your textbook definition … Continue reading →

So I forget who said it, obviously, because the brain is an imperfect sieve of imperfect thoughts…. But some important film theorist, be in Bazin or whomever, called the medium of Film the “intersection of the plastic and the rhythmic … Continue reading →

“Audience participation,” something most frequently thought reserved for Raffi concerts and midnight screenings of “Rocky Horror,” is a much broader concept than generally imagined. Archaic thoughts of “active” and “passive” viewing are too heavily contingent on the physicality of of … Continue reading →