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Murphy Hooker

The Case for Cinematic Civil Disobedience

… And Film Night In Dolores Park, Oh My!

Greetings and salutations* from the private screening room of the Subterranean Beatnik Library auteur scoundrel Vincent Gallo once desecrated after focus-testing a four-hour director’s cut of his biker-gets-a-blowjob epic Brown Bunny (2003) on an unwilling gang of bipolar Hell’s
Angels …

True Love Means Crazy and Doomed <i>Together</i>…

Greetings and salutations* film nerds and nerdettes. To all the sympathetic souls who volunteered to spring me from my weekend incarceration in the debutante’s damask-drenched dungeon, I’m proud to report Poppa H. finally escaped the clutches of his nymph suitor after nearly 36 hours in velvet-cuffed captivity. All I can say is thank heavens for narcolepsy. I thought she would never sleep …

Speeding Into Madness with Friedkin’s Bugged Out Lovers

Sent From: Murphy Hooker’s Wireless Handheld Device (4:28 p.m.) 6/2/2007

Greetings and salutations* from the damask-drenched dungeon of a narcoleptic flibbertigibbet whose insatiable sex drive, dizzy disposition and chain-smoking Chihuahua-esque countenance makes the archetypical female neurotic Annie Hall, look like Cher after nine Drambuie
cocktails …

Hot Damn! The Coen Boys are Back in Town

Greetings and salutations* film nerds and nerdettes, haven’t you wondered what in the hell happened to the Coen Brothers? If the reports from Cannes are correct; now we know. They’ve been preparing to drop a Sam Peckinpah inspired serio-comic thriller, No Country For Old Men on grateful cinephiles who’ve been jonesin’ for a hit of their singularly original brand of genre filmmaking for years. 

Savor the Flavor of Adrienne Shelly’s Posthumous Pie

Beefsteak Pirates, Juicy Tomatoes and a Bittersweet Waitress

Depp Nails Wood: Film at 11

Johnny Depp is Bad to the Misanthropic Bone in Ed Wood

Jack Sparrow, Still Hazy After All These Years

Sent From: Murphy Hooker’s Wireless Handheld Device (7:28 p.m.) 5/21/2007

Hal Hartley Says Trust in Henry Fool

Greetings and salutations,* my pretties ...

Since it’s Indy Thursday here at Hooker’s Reel, Poppa H thinks it wise to spend a white hot minute suggesting you spend the weekend in a galaxy far away from the Movieplex where (currently) the stories are limp, the superheroes are flabby and the buttered popcorn? Merely lukewarm …

Fay Grim Is Once Bitten, Twice Shy

Parker Posey shines in Hal Hartley’s sequel to Henry Fool.

Greetings and salutations* film nerds and nerdettes

On the Bay with the Bard and the Big O

Two Great Tastes that Taste Great Together

Greetings and salutations* Bay Area film snots … While Poppa H and the Daft Heiress continue our leisurely Sausalito Bay sojourn on Errol Flynn’s legendary 118-foot skiff, the Zaca, I’d like to turn the attention of the geek collective to a cinematic woolgathering I had while bobbing the day away.

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