#Jason McBride

[rustbeltjessie]

Ahhh, I got another gift from a Tumblr follower! (And yes, I will definitely mark it up.) Thank you!

[dk-thrive]

What is good art? What is art good for? What knowledge exists outside our conscious minds? Where is home, and how do I get there?

She had been her own creation, an icon of unorthodoxy. Almost alone in her tenacity and nerve, she had completely reoriented our understanding of literature and what literature could do. For all of her books’ vivid vulgarity, they asked fundamental questions. How do I cope with the pain of being unloved? What is good art? What is art good for? What knowledge exists outside our conscious minds? Where is home, and how do I get there? She had the genius to make her own art the answer to these questions, but an answer that, in keeping with the difficulty of these questions, denied normalization or assimilation. To retrieve it, she kept going underground, and demanded that readers follow. [...] In her writing, Acker refused to obey laws of chronology, her books also stand outside of time. To be outside of time is to be lonely. She sacrificed so many things—even, now, it seemed, her life—in the name of her ideals and beliefs. But she had known no other way to live.

— Jason McBride, “Eat Your Mind: The Radical Life and Work of Kathy Acker“ (Simon & Schuster, November 29, 2022) 

[bespokeredmayne]

Oh, my.

Eddie Redmayne covers GQhype with photos by Pierre-Ange Carlotti grooming by Petra Nina Sellge, and words like these by Jason McBride: “The 40-year-old Redmayne…is stupefyingly handsome, with cheekbones you could slalom down, full lips, an architectural marvel of a jawline.”

[brokenstar28]

Listen,

The movie Good Will Hunting with Jason Todd as Will Hunting, Alfred Pennyworth as Sean Maguire, Bruce Wayne as Billy McBride, Dick Grayson as Chuckie Sullivan, and, here me out, Jason's death as Skylar.

Just imagine it. I think it works.

[gordonstanheight]

talk about matching each other’s freak

[duranduratulsa]

Up next on my 80's Fest Movie 🎥 marathon...Friday The 13th, Part 2 (1981) on glorious vintage VHS 📼! #movie #movies #horror #fridaythe13th #fridaythe13thpart2 #seanscunningham #jason #jasonvoorhees #amysteel #JohnFurey #martakober #kirstenbaker #WarringtonGillette #billrandolph #russelltodd #tommcbride #LaurenMarieTaylor #waltgorney #ripwaltgorney #crazyralph #AriLehman #FirstJason #AdrienneKing #betsypalmer #ripbetsypalmer #stuartcharno #stevedash #ripstevedash #vintage #vhs #80s #80sfest #durandurantulsas6thannual80sfest

[helloweenhorror]

I walk by this staircase nearly every day walking my dog and it reminds me of another staircase.

[caffeineandcatnip]

yeah rest in piss Toby Keith 😎

[willstafford]

Merrily We Run Around

THE MERRY WIVES OF WINDSOR Royal Shakespeare Theatre, Stratford upon Avon, Thursday 13th June 2024 Unusual among Shakespeare’s plays, this comedy does not concern itself with the ruling class.  The characters are ‘ordinary’ albeit middle-class figures, by and large, with only the knighted John Falstaff representing the upper echelons – and he is lampooned and ill-treated with aplomb.  Is…

[razorsadness]

The notebooks were a place to process the tumult of everyday life, but also a kind of laboratory—how could she turn this tumult into writing, into art? She was just beginning to explore how, and why, a self is constructed on the page, and what at first seem to be pages of immediate, confessional musing are in fact a fragmentary, emotionally excessive blend of reportage, dreams, fiction, and memoir. “Fantasy, sensorial perception, dream mixed,” she wrote.

Soon, she would take chunks of these diaries, some short, some long, rewrite them explicitly as poems, and type them up. Like other female poets of the time—Bernadette Mayer, Anne Waldman, and Alice Notley—all of whom she would soon meet at St. Mark’s, she was taking the conversational, quotidian qualities of New York School poetry and giving them an eroticism and sense of duration and perception that were subversive and unabashedly feminine.

Acker also gave this formal slipperiness a kind of ontological weight, for the reader of the notebooks the effect can sometimes be simple confusion. Where does reality begin and fantasy end? What makes a dream different from a memory? How does memory produce a self? What is a fact? What is truth? These are questions she would repeatedly ask in her later fiction, and, indeed, the errant, indeterminate nature of the events she describes in her notebooks confirms what Acker later argues in her novels: that language is inadequate and truth irreducibly complex and unstable. Binary divisions between fantasy and reality, dream and memory, she maintains, are false, simplistic, and unproductive; all these different things inexorably fold in on each other.

For the biographer, though, it means regarding these notebooks, to a certain extent, as enclosed in quotation marks. It means relying on these entries as evidence—of actual events, of Acker’s thoughts, desires, and beliefs—only up to a point, and a point that is in constant motion. At the same time, the fact that Acker fills these pages with such banal incidents, and that her observations usually appear deeply personal, suggests that reading these pages as an approximate factual representation is not unwarranted. The young woman that emerges is herself in flux, and appears, by turns and at once, petulant, defiant, earnest, seething, self-sabotaging, fearful, isolated, longing. From time to time, and especially when discussing her cats or her writing, there are eruptions of elation, even ecstasy. She feels too much, doesn’t feel enough. She has a difficult time meeting people, she hates people. She loves her body, hates her body. She loves New York, hates New York. In one moment, she is completely convinced of the value of her writing; the next, it’s worthless. She craves authenticity while struggling to define what that even means.

Above all, she is constantly questioning—what she thinks, what she does, what she writes and feels and remembers and desires. Even as the entries can feel hurried and harried, for Acker, writing seems to be a way to slow down her pain, to snatch at and examine it.

—Jason McBride, from Eat Your Mind: The Radical Life and Work of Kathy Acker (Simon & Schuster, 2022)

[rustbeltjessie]

Eat Your Mind: The Radical Life and Work of Kathy Acker, by Jason McBride. Once I finish Kid Congo Powers’ autobiography, I’m excited to dig into this.

[dk-thrive]

A familiar cycle of desire was becoming more and more detrimental: as soon as Acker got something she wanted, she immediately wanted something different or something more. Even as she recognized this pattern, she seemed powerless to break it.

Jason McBride, “Eat Your Mind: The Radical Life and Work of Kathy Acker“ (Simon & Schuster, November 29, 2022) 

[flashfuckingflesh]

Your Mother Sucks EVIL in Hell! "The Exorcist: Believer" reviewed! (Universal Studios / 4K-Blu-ray)

Let the Power of 4K Compel You!  “The Exorcist Believer” from Universal Home Video! Thirteen years after having to make the tough life-and-death choice between his wife and unborn child, Victor Fielding strives to protect his daughter now teenage daughter Angela, even if that means being a little overprotective.  When Angela persuades her father for an afterschool study date with a friend,…

[podcastconnectthedots]

I had a blast meeting book lovers, booksellers, authors, and my favorite authors.

[mitjalovse]

Sting had a comeback and everything went quite smoothly from then on? This is Sting we are talking about as he complicated things again. While he could've solidified his comeback with a Disney movie, the latter's troubles derailed this path, though he seemed to be doing fine despite that. Sacred Love basically finds him accepting all his peculiarities of himself, but a lack of editor was noticeable again. You see, Sting has to be challenged in a way to make his work better, which might be one of the reason we continue to listen to The Police, i.e. the contrasting personalities there somehow brought the best of each other. Sacred Love didn't have anyone to be willing to step up to and that results in a polished affair, which does sound great, yet where are the surprises?