Category Archives: Art


-by Nerdface-

From Jonathan Letham’s excellent article on plagiarism, copyright, intellectual property, and our intellectual heritage:

A few years ago, the Film Society of Lincoln Center announced a retrospective of the works of Dariush Mehrjui, then a fresh enthusiasm of mine. Mehrjui is one of Iran’s finest filmmakers, and the only one whose subject was personal relationships among the upper-middle-class intelligentsia. Needless to say, opportunities to view his films were—and remain—rare indeed. I headed uptown for one, an adaptation of J. D. Salinger’s Franny and Zooey, titled Pari, only to discover at the door of the Walter Reade Theater that the screening had been canceled: its announcement had brought threat of a lawsuit down on the Film Society. True, these were Salinger’s rights under the law. Yet why would he care that some obscure Iranian filmmaker had paid him homage with a meditation on his heroine? Would it have damaged his book or robbed him of some crucial remuneration had the screening been permitted? The fertile spirit of stray connection—one stretching across what is presently seen as the direst of international breaches—had in this case been snuffed out.

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the fifth of November

-by Nerdface-

Beneath this mask there is more than flesh. Beneath this mask there is an idea, Mr. Creedy, and ideas are bulletproof.

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wings on her shoulders and feet

-by Nerdface-

Cigarettes and Wine

by Jason Isbell & the 400 Unit

Wings on her shoulders and feet, bar on Gethsemane Street
I took time to plan my retreat
And backed out the door.
Must be attracted to those who witnessed a man in the throes
Of a life that ain’t grindstone to nose
But pedal to floor

She smelled like cigarettes and wine; she kept me happy all the time
I know that ain’t much of a line
But it’s the gods’ own truth.
She lives down inside of me still, rolled up like a twenty dollar bill
She left me alone with these pills
And the last of my youth.

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