Way Too Damn Lazy To Write A Blog

From the March 2 repartee between New York Times op-ed columnists Gail Collins and David Brooks. Ms. Collins nails it with her customary go...

The many loyal aficionados of this blogger's favorite comedy team, Stan Laurel and Oliver Hardy, who rocked audiences on stage and scre...

Yes, back by nothing remotely resembling popular demand, the KFJC Psychotronix Film Festival returns to besmirch the hallowed halls of Footh...

We in the San Francisco Bay Area send our hopes, prayers and donations to the people of Northeast Japan, who are suffering the aftermath of ...

Must digress from this blog's February 2011 obsession with classic cartoons, hard-boiled film noir (as if anybody ever made a soft-boile...

Today's posting recalls a line from The Last Hurrah , the Spencer Tracy vehicle directed by John Ford: "how do you thank a guy fo...

(Note: there are general, if not specific, spoilers in this post, if you have not seen all the films referenced) Today is the last day of th...

Since I started doing this blog, I've set aside a day a month as Burt Bacharach Day. Why? Because I like his harmonies, melodies, piano ...

Big time congrats to the Niles Essanay Silent Film Museum , one of the few places on the planet that screens amazing vintage silent-era movi...

"Even in the best film noir, isn't there always a moment when you ask yourself "what the hell is going on?" Trish, author...

The Self-Styled Siren and Ferdy On Films co-host the Film Preservation Blogathon, A.K.A. For The Love Of Film (Noir) Blogathon, which star...

In my (not humble) opinion, Valentine's Day, even though I wrote a rambling, unwieldy posting about it three years ago, is, without a d...

Your correspondent, post-oyster consumption And now for something completely different - a rare moment with the writer of "Way Too Damn...

Songstress Mary Cleere Haran (1952-2011) Still getting over frequent losses from the world of music - numerous jazz artists, rock guitar gu...