Happy Tits Out Day for all who celebrate.

Got around to seeing Disclosure Day tonight. I am shocked at how much of that film comes from Duel and The Sugarland Express. Who says Spielberg ain't an auteur?

Happy Bobby Bonilla day, to those who celebrate. (Principally Bobby Bonilla, I guess).

Reviving my movie blog at the very extreme tail end of Pride to talk about the queerest American studio film of the 1930s, Sylvia Scarlett. Part of my long running Cary Grant project. Kate Hepburn is dressed as a boy & kisses a girl in this one & is a guaranteed gay awakening for those so inclined.

Favorite 90s horror for me? 1990: The Exorcist III 1991: The Boneyard (reluctantly) 1992: Candyman 1993: The Vanishing 1994: Dellamorte Dellamore 1995: No opinion 1996: The Frighteners (I guess) 1997: Cure 1998: Whispering Corridors 1999: The Nameless Oof. A rough decade for the genre.

Seated for Supergirl. At the movies with my brothers. I get along with my brothers, which I guess makes me fortunate as trans people go.

Just out of Leviticus, or Conversion Therapy: The Movie. Good movie for Pride.

Some stuff that came across my desk at work today. My day job is pretty cool sometimes.

Stepping into a hot car in the summer triggers my strongest sense memory of going to the base pool as a kid. It's been decades since I went swimming because trans people don't get to go to the swimming pool. Anyway, I'm hiding in a nice dark movie theater today.

I sort of missed this yesterday, but my favorite black fictional character(s) are Coffin Ed Johnson and Gravedigger Jones in books by Chester Himes. Here's the movie poster for Cotton Comes to Harlem, but I prefer the books. Hard boiled crime is my beach reading.

A reminder: Do you know what DOESN'T go through the Strait of Hormuz? Wind turbines and solar panels. Jesus tap dancing Christ.

I went to see a 30th anniversary showing of The Birdcage with my partner this weekend. It's still hilarious, but jesus, none of the jokes need to be updated to today. Nothing has substantially changed. Also: the kids demands of Armand and Albert are TOTALLY unreasonable, the little brats.

I had this dream about Marilyn Monroe last night. I had no idea it was her 100th birthday today. Weird. krelllabs.blogspot.com/2026/06/norm...

When I say I won’t read your Substack this is what I mean:

I got to talk about one of my formative movie experiences with my friend, Dr. AC on his Horror 101 POD-cast, looking all of the adaptations of Jack Finney's The Body Snatchers. Check it out.

This always makes me laugh.

I'm on my friend, Aaron's, podcast again this weekend, talking about Spielberg's breakthrough film, Duel. I watch these things with a HUGE amount of self criticism and dysphoria, but I think I come off okay, I guess.

My pace of acquiring physical media has slowed a bit this year (money is the obstacle), but these came last week. Many thanks to @horrornonna.com for teaching me how to pronounce "Lucile Hadžihalilović" in the features, which I've been practicing for a few days now.

Scientist and trans activist Jey McCreight has been the victim of a hate crime and could use some help. gofund.me/fc87a6858

I went to see the new Guy Ritchie movie yesterday and I'm angry that nobody told me how gay it is. It's the gay men on a mission movie I never knew I needed. Henry Cavill and Jake Gyllenhall are an adorable action couple.

Introduce yourself with 10 bands you've seen live X (several times) The Ramones (twice) Johnny Cash The Donnas Destiny's Child Public Enemy The P-Funk All Stars Big Star Ray Charles Chuck Berry (multiple because I live in Missouri) Also: I am old.

I swear to god, these people all need to sit down and fucking READ Frankenstein. Hell, Frankenstein should be taught before Dickens, Shakespeare, Faulkner, the Brontes, Twain, anyone. It's elbowed itself to the front of the line as the most important book ever written.

Scrappy Do's activities in Central and South America in the 1970s have never been adequately explained. A FOI request shows that The Kool-Aid Man was paid $50,000 by Scrappy right before the Jonestown Massacre...

Scrappy Do named names to the House Un-American Activities Committee. One person he named, Snagglepuss, was outed as gay and took his life in a Paris bathroom after failing to find screenwriting work abroad. Another, Huckleberry Hound, found work in Italian sword and sandal films.

The only thing I have to say about the death of "film critic" Rex Reed is that if I thought a surgeon could take the likes of Reed and trans form that person into Raquel Welch, I'd be robbing mutherfucking banks to make that happen for me.

Important newsflash! In the 1950s Chris Marker hand drew tiny comics in English, that portrayed his friend Agnes Varda as a kind of superhero This one has the best opening line ever. Also many cats.

Is it just me, or is Jude Law turning into Udo Kier.

As a means of sticking fingers in my ears and yelling nanananananana to the world, I'm gonna start listing some of my favorite movies again. Hopefully without stepping on the last time I did this.We'll start with Singin in the Rain, which for me is the equivalent of lithium.

Today's adventures in rare books: a first edition of Flannery O'Connor's The Violent Bear it Away from 1960, but a copy that was sent out before the release of the book to reviewers. Man, the first line of this book is one of the all-timers. Jesus.

I haven't drawn any comics in literally a couple of years, so getting started on this current one has been harder than usual. Managed to get into a flow state yesterday, which I take as a middle finger to AI while I make my little handmade comics. Writing a prompt ain't gonna get you in the zone.

Seated for Hokum. Oddity and Caveat were both pretty good, so I hope this is as good.

Let Us Now Praise Famous Men by James Agee and Walker Evans Mystery Train: Images of America in Rock and Roll by Greil Marcus The Years of Lyndon B. Johnson by Robert Caro (currently four volumes) The Demon Haunted World by Carl Sagan (also, Cosmos)

Turn Sound UP. Go WayBACK. DANCE, Hampster, DANCE ➡️ web.archive.org/web/19990423...

Tornado warning in my area. I do so love this time of year.

Today in things I thought I'd dreamed: this berserk dance number from Ready, Willing and Able (1937). I watched this with my mom when I was a teen and never saw it again. Anyway, this is #cinema, I think.

What I've been watching lately (home edition):

If I had been born a cis woman, I wouldn't be me. I kinda like me. I kinda like being trans.

Ten horror movies to get to know me? At the moment: Eyes Without a Face Invasion of the Body Snatchers (1956) Let's Scare Jessica to Death The Ugly Stepsister Raw The Fog (1980) May Frailty The Texas Chain Saw Massacre (1974) Onibaba

Lots of uncomfortable books crossing my desk today. Principally, several volumes of Havelock Ellis, who in addition to being an early sexologist and contemporary of Magnus Hirschfeld, was also apparently a poet.

Re. the White House Correspondents Dinner:

The remake of The Haunting. If they had exhumed Shirley Jackson, hung her corpse from a branch, and beat it with sticks like a pinata, they could not have disgraced her memory more.

Today was a beautiful day to mow my lawn which I then ruined by actually mowing my lawn.

So maybe a project I was thinking wasn't going to happen is going to happen for me. It's been literally years since I last drew a comic. This one is horror. More about it later.

For ideological reasons, I moved from Substack to beehiiv and couldn’t be happier. I’m happy to talk to anyone who wants to make a move. Leaving Substack is like planting a tree. The best day to do it was years ago. The second best day is today.

Since baseball season is underway, a reminder that baseball is or ought to be anti-fascist.

Some years ago I saw a Mexican film called A Monster With A Thousand Heads about a woman who took up arms against their health care system. Now, it is a relic of the past. Good for Mexico. The movie is good btw. I think its on Kanopy if you're curious. I bought it on disc ages ago.

Re-upping my Free Stuff Thread. Lots of free, RESTORED silent movies! Also read the replies, there's even more free stuff there.

Look at the women at NASA. They are the ones pushing the boundaries of science, solving problems most people can’t even understand, and carrying this country forward, while our politicians right now posture and stumble through talking points. And they are doing it all with joy.👇

Two hot takes from the competition list the Cannes film festival. 1. WTF do these people see in Lukas Dhont? A totally insufficient filmmaker, but in official competition with every new film. SMDH. 2. Jane Schoenbrun's new film is the lead off for Un Certain Regard? I've slipped sideways in reality.

If someone in 1996 had told me that I would be willing to pay cash money to see a film titled Faces of Death, I would have laughed myself into a hospital ward. I mean, I made a lot of money renting those films during my stint as a video store owner, but they definitely aren't *good*. Yet here we are