A song for the young believers who woke up and found themselves neither

1. This post somewhat delayed by the fact that lesser_celery showed me Tetsuo: The Iron Man (1989), which is probably going to need its own writeup. [edit: see remarks to asakiyume in comments.] It feels like it explains a lot of Simon Logan's industrial fiction, though.

2. I dreamed last night of trains and apocalyptic landscapes. One of them was New Haven, which surprised me only insofar as it looked like Hartford.

3. Shamelessly reposted from comments in handful_ofdust's recent post, because they came out rather well: my years-belated thoughts on FairyTale: A True Story (1997), which nineweaving screened for me in 2009.

( Together, they create an etheric field which allows the fairies to materialize subtle amounts of ectoplasm into their bodies. That's how they’re able to capture them on film. Do you see? )

4. When Craig Arnold disappeared three years ago on Kuchinoerabujima, I hoped that someone who knew and loved him would write him a poem. His lover has written him a book.

5. I really like this Wondermark.

I am out of five things, but this interview with Lindsay Kemp is still pretty awesome. I discovered him with The Wicker Man (1973); I should have known all the best people had something to do with Derek Jarman.