The only unfortunate side effect of seeing The Secret Agent (2025) is how Chicago’s “If You Leave Me Now” just kind of creeps into the otherwise quiet spaces in my day. 📽️

The eyes of a man realizing there’s just not ever enough cocaine.

Yesterday, did the most amazing movie marathon with @hellafitzgerald.bsky.social. Fellini’s 8½ at the Paris. Second watch, first time in a movie theater. Astounding. Bi Gan’s Resurrection at Lincoln Center, which paired beautifully with 8½. Then Secret Agent, just incredible. A perfect day.

My proposed Manhattan Car Alarm Protocol: 1. If a car alarm goes for five minutes straight, the doors of the car swing open and a voice says “Free Car, No Waiting.” 2. If said car alarm goes for ten minutes straight, the car immediately rolls west until it reaches the bottom of the Hudson.

Lydia Tár. Not welcome here.

Damn, Reuters. Ministry of Information much?

2020: Lovers Rock 2021: Drive My Car 2022: Tár 2023: All Of Us Strangers 2024: Hard Truths 2025: Sentimental Value

My proposed Manhattan Car Alarm Protocol: 1. If a car alarm goes for five minutes straight, the doors of the car swing open and a voice says “Free Car, No Waiting.” 2. If said car alarm goes for ten minutes straight, the car immediately rolls west until it reaches the bottom of the Hudson.

Stayed up to make hoppin’ john with actual collards and actual black-eyed peas so we could start 2026 off properly. Then watched the Zohran inauguration speech for dessert. Happy New Year.

finally watched the video of this and however much I thought it would fuck me up, which was already a great deal, wow no turns out it was MUCH more

do you want beautiful singing? do you want interesting staging? do you want an act two that’s one giant mad scene? do you have an interest in the english civil war? do you want to see three dozen guys dressed like witchfinders general from warhammer? then i puritani at the met is the opera for you!

zohran was sworn in and twenty minutes later it was so impossible to get a cab on New Year’s Eve that a dude in a random absolutely-not-a-cab car leaned his head out his window and asked for $50 in cash to take us the 30 blocks home, nyc is back baby

gonna do some Phantom Thread role play later tonight (going out on New Year’s despite feeling too tired to go out on New Year’s)

and lead us not into meetings, but deliver us from invitations

and forgive us our emails, as we forgive those who email against us

“The black and red ink as well as the small, portable size indicate this Qur’an was intended for an ordinary reader and everyday use.” My man loves himself some symbolism and I love it.

on my way to the airport wearing two pairs of socks, three pairs of pants, three shirts, and two sweaters: packing light for a long trip is easy I don’t why everyone gets so stressed about it

Which Inauguration? For who?

One of the few women my Dad ever admitted having a crush on, at least in the 60s. (On the other hand, she considered Putin a “perfect President” and supported Le Pen back in 2012, so … comme ci, comme ça.)

Fake suburban locations aside, The Life of Chuck (2024) is the kind of movie that parents of fully adult children will love without the slightest reservations and that those children will find imminently frustrating and cloying. (On the bright side, it did make me want to rewatch Sagan’s Cosmos.)📽️

On the island we can meet a cyclops When he sees us he will eat a guy When he asks who stabbed him we'll say "No Man" And he'll yell "Nobody destroyed my eye!"

“My God, it’s full of stars.”

If you’re in the UK & are so inclined, from Dec 25 to Jan 5 you can get the Kindle edition of THE RIVER HAS ROOTS for 99p as part of their 12 Days of Kindle event! This means in the UK you can also get that price matched at other etailers, like Kobo! Merry Christmas! www.kobo.com/gb/en/ebook/...

“I have no professional interest in people looking at my face” is, not to be dramatic about it or anything, an idea for which I am willing to live and die

In less than a week, I will be sworn in as the next mayor of New York City. It was only possible because of the more than 100,000 people who volunteered on our campaign. Here’s a story about one of them, my mother.

Fly, you fools! :: loses grip :: ᶠᵘᵘᵘᵘᵘᵘᶜᵏ

You may not like it, but this is what peak performance looks like.

“To some degree, I think all of society feels a little aimless during these few days. We’re waiting for the new year, with all its resolutions and hopes for starting over, but we’re not quite done with the old one.” Time to revisit @hellafitzgerald.bsky.social’s lovely take on Dead Week/Best Week.

Watching THE GREEN KNIGHT again

“The song of Mary is the oldest Advent hymn. It is at once the most passionate, the wildest, one might even say the most revolutionary Advent hymn ever sung.” Dietrich Bonhoeffer, Advent 1934 Banned in colonial India, in Guatamala in the 1980s, Mary’s Magnificat (Luke 1:46-55) is worth rereading.

And Tiny Tim, who did not die, beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.

“The song of Mary is the oldest Advent hymn. It is at once the most passionate, the wildest, one might even say the most revolutionary Advent hymn ever sung.” Dietrich Bonhoeffer, Advent 1934 Banned in colonial India, in Guatamala in the 1980s, Mary’s Magnificat (Luke 1:46-55) is worth rereading.

We think we’re passive, only on the receiving end of art, but the way we receive, our will to accept, is all borne out of our own experience. Art, music, literature, it’s all a conversation. Someone says the right thing, someone hears it, and Something made sure it was heard. Or what JD said.

last week I was embarrassed to find myself weeping in front of arguably the most famous work of art in a museum full of famous works of art and completely unable to explain why even to myself. but I think this paragraph gets at it as well as I imagine anything could

🎶 When I was / A young frog / My father / Took me out for a picnic / My mother was worr-ied 🎶

Traditional holiday songs heard while walking through the Christmas Eve market in this small French town in the Loire Valley: - All I Want For Christmas Is You - Jingle Bell Rock - Pink Pony Club

Thanks to Anania and the team for having me on Gaydar last week! I think I did an okay job under pressure!!!

Devoured the rest of @jeannethornton.bsky.social’s A/S/L today and wow is it ever the thing that folks keep saying Tomorrow and Tomorrow and Tomorrow is, only a whole lot better.

Nothing much, just passing wind farms on the TGV from Lyon to Paris and thinking, “Man, if only…”

my dad asked “who’s that british guy, he was in that movie Who’s Afraid of Jessica Rabbit” and honestly I’m pretty impressed we managed to get to Bob Hoskins from that clue

One day something will happen — a wedding, a graduation, a job promotion, Jake Paul getting knocked out, Andrew Tate getting knocked out the next day — and you’ll want the right outfit to celebrate. Buy that special outfit now, so you’re ready when that next unexpected moment arrives.

Someday… And that day is coming sooner than we think or even he thinks… He won’t be able to post at all.

first day at my job as thomas cromwell. everyone keeps asking me if they can fuck the king. buddy, they won’t even let me fuck him

If you haven’t read or purchased @mattielubchansky.com’s Simplicity, you’re missing out on something profoundly beautiful. And also something very funny. And also something reminiscent of Alan Moore’s run on Swamp Thing from 1984 to 1987.

Italy’s rail service impressed me in two ways today. 1. Trenitalia’s long-distance train service was flawless from Paris to Milan and then to Venice. 2. CGIL’s General Strike (which affected most but not all of Italy’s rail service) was incredibly well-organized with a perfectly clear platform.

Yes. And also yes.

All we need is one strong breeze.

This man is 44 years old.

Why do all these guys look like random weirdos automatically added to your dungeon crawl in an RPG? “TOOMNID, a MAGE, has joined your party.”

STAY AWAY FROM HER* * - And by “her,” I mean Behemoth, the giant talking cat