Throwback Thursday: Irreversible


Disclaimer: This is not for the faint of heart. Actually, this and the next two are nor. However, I like an art film like the next person, but for some, this may be a bit much. It is disturbing but watchable.

Irréversible is a 2002 French experimental psychological thriller drama film, written and directed by Gaspar Noé and starring Monica Bellucci, Vincent Cassel, and Albert Dupontel. The film employs a reverse chronology and follows two men through the streets of Paris as they seek to avenge a brutally raped girlfriend.

Irréversible competed at the 2002 Cannes Film Festival and won the Stockholm International Film Festival’s award for best film.

Irréversible has been associated with a series of films defined as the cinéma du corps (“cinema of the body”), which according to Palmer share affinities with certain avant-garde productions: an attenuated use of narrative, assaulting and often illegible cinematography, confrontational subject material, and a pervasive sense of social nihilism or despair. Irréversible has also been associated with the New French Extremity movement.

The film was particularly controversial upon its release for its graphic portrayal of violence, specifically the scene where a man is savagely bludgeoned to death with a fire extinguisher and its 10-minute long take rape of Alex (Monica Bellucci), who is then brutally beaten into a coma. It had accusations of apparent homophobia as well. American film critic Roger Ebert called Irréversible “a movie so violent and cruel that most people will find it unwatchable”.

If you’re still interested, check out the trailer.

F. M. Laster

“I only like two kinds of men, domestic and imported.” -Mae West


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Wayback Wednesday: Les Yeux Sans Visage or Eyes Without a Face


Okay I admit, this one was a little weird, especially since it’s dated. However, it is a good watch. Sorry, this is another movie you’ll need to read. Unless you speak and understand French!

Dr. Génessier (Pierre Brasseur) is riddled with guilt after an accident that he caused disfigures the face of his daughter, the once beautiful Christiane (Édith Scob), who outsiders believe is dead. Dr. Génessier, along with accomplice and laboratory assistant Louise (Alida Valli), kidnaps young women and brings them to the Génessier mansion. After rendering his victims unconscious, Dr. Génessier removes their faces and attempts to graft them on to Christiane’s.

I did like the movie and it isn’t gory with buckets of blood.  Check out the trailer and if you get a chance, check out this flick.

F. M. Laster

“I only like two kinds of men, domestic and imported.” -Mae West

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Travel Tuesday: New Orleans Pharmacy Museum

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Here’s this week’s haunt, The New Orleans Pharmacy Museum.

The Pharmacy Museum was home to America’s first licensed pharmacist, Louis Joseph Dufilho. But Dufilho didn’t just sell medicines. He also sold voodoo potions, including the “Love Potion No. 9”, to customers who were unwilling to visit voodoo practitioners.

Dufilho’s successor, Dr. Joseph Dupas, is said to haunt the museum’s premises today. Dupas had an unsavory reputation for experimenting on his patients, especially the pregnant ones. After more patients died than were healed by Dupas, the pharmacy business went under.

I’ll add this place to my list of places to visit once I return to the Crescent City.  Hopefully, it’ll be soon.  Have a good one.


F. M. Laster

“I only like two kinds of men, domestic and imported.” -Mae West

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The Black Barbie Chronicles: Ugh, Mornings

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I never was one to like mornings. Korea made it even worse since everyone here seems to get up at the crack of dawn.  I had to invest in some dark curtains to kill the damn sunshine coming through my windows.  Anywho, here’s a nice little tidbit about mornings in Korea. Enjoy.

F. M. Laster

“I only like two kinds of men, domestic and imported.” -Mae West

Ugh, Mornings

 I do not, repeat do not like mornings. I do not like them in a house. I do not like them with a mouse. I do not like them here or there. I do not like them anywhere. I do not like mornings. Ugh sometimes I just have to bring out my inner Dr Seuss.

Mornings and I do not get along. We are different and we do not speak the same language. I speak common sense while Mornings speak bullshit. Which is strange since I’m working a job that damn near requires me to get up and work mornings. Go figure.

One of the juvenile ways that I act when dealing with mornings is to stay in bed for as long as possible and refusing to speak to people until it is necessary. This usually involves telling a taxi driver where I need to go. When I have “Adult Sleepovers” I usually pretend that I am still sleeping well after I wake up. If some poor soul at these sleepovers nudges me and want to engage in small talk, I’ll snarl like a wild bear and turn my head away from them.

It goes without saying I hate people in the morning. By people I mean those Mary Sunshine types who look upon mornings like a glorious blessing and ready to start the day all positive. Those are the types of people I want to punch in the face. I can not do the idle chit chat before noon. Between 8 am and noon, any words to me better be work-related and short and sweet. Anything else will get a snarl in response. I guess it’s safe to say people generally don’t bother me until later in the day. I can handle that.

Well, school is out for the summer and I did my little 3 days of summer camp. I am officially free to drink until 7 am and wake up around 4pm. Not all of us have this freedom, especially Korean kids. Now back the Texas Land, when school was out for the summer it meant that; schools out and kids are on summer vacation. Nope. My kiddies here are in private English academies known as hagwons. Parents do this to make sure that their little ones are learning 365 and be smarter when the school starts again.

I come from a culture that values the lazy, hobbies, and free time. Here in Korea Land, that’s a pipe dream. As much time as my kiddies spend in a classroom, I wonder when the hell they have time for any hobbies other than studying. From sunup to well past sundown going into the wee hours of the morning, these kids are studying and at the end of the night, they are exhausted.

As much as my lazy ass likes to complain about my 8-hour workday for teaching for maybe 3 of those hours, I get to spend my weekend going to bars, sleeping late, and watching bad Korean TV. My kids? Well, they get to spend their weekends in a school, cramming for nonstop exams, taking some piano or violin lesson, and, working on English, Korean, and Math homework. Maybe, just maybe if they are lucky, they’ll be time for a computer game or two before hitting the salt mines and passing out from exhaustion before getting up and doing the same shit again

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Music Sunday: More Rocky Horror


This here is another one from my fav Halloween “musical”.  Enjoy

F. M. Laster

“I only like two kinds of men, domestic and imported.” -Mae West

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Noir Saturdays: Clash by Night


Ah, two of my favorites, Marilyn and Barbara in Clash by Night.

After being away for 10 years, Mae Doyle (Barbara Stanwyck) returns to her California hometown following an affair with a married politician, which came to an end when he died and his relatives sued for her inheritance. Mae begins dating Jerry (Paul Douglas), an amiable fisherman, while his bitter best friend, Earl (Robert Ryan), a cynic married to a burlesque dancer, finds himself attracted to her. Mae and Jerry marry, but soon she gets bored and starts an affair with just-divorced Earl.

Check it out tonight @ 11PM on TCM CST or 9AM CST on Sunday. Enjoy and check out the trailer.

F. M. Laster

“I only like two kinds of men, domestic and imported.” -Mae West

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Erotic Fridays: More Shelley


Hey here’s round two for Shelley.  This one was my favorite when I was in uni.  Please enjoy.

F. M. Laster

“I only like two kinds of men, domestic and imported.” -Mae West

The Indian Serenade
by Percy Bysshe Shelley

I arise from dreams of thee
In the first sweet sleep of night,
When the winds are breathing low,
And the stars are shining bright.
I arise from dreams of thee,
And a spirit in my feet
Hath led me—who knows how?
To thy chamber window, Sweet!
The wandering airs they faint
On the dark, the silent stream
And the champak’s odours pine
Like sweet thoughts in a dream;
The nightingale’s complaint,
It dies upon her heart,
As I must on thine,
O belovèd as thou art!
O lift me from the grass!
I die! I faint! I fail!
Let thy love in kisses rain
On my lips and eyelids pale.
My cheek is cold and white, alas!
My heart beats loud and fast:
O press it to thine own again,
Where it will break at last!

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