living will

to my descendants I bequeath these same damn dumb misunderstandings

we live only long enough to get it, not to fix it

and to view the spectacle of others used and squeezed in the glee of
ambition

we take the earth down with us

on the other hand if we lived much longer

who would need a good story

post office = pissed-office

deterring insurgents

with detergents

extinction of the audience

Hand in hand with wholesale species extinction, in film over the last 25 years the audience for works that engage our intelligence and enlarge our souls has been deprived of its natural habitat: films made by filmmakers inspired by and extending that tradition. It can only be built up again by filmmakers who act as if it still exists. The audience inside us must stand for the one out there that must await evolution, fed by the right films and skillful enlightened distribution, to exist once again.