Tag Archives: Cinema

Sea Change

Excerpt from my novel, No One Dreams in Color. 1.    I was nineteen and lost when I first saw Wendigo. That was the year everything broke apart. In the center, and in other places too.    My mother died, … Continue reading

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Cinema Scope

A catalog of my film scripts, and accompanying loglines, listed on Stage 32.

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The Last Days of Jack Kerouac, a film-poem

March 12, 2022 marks the centennial birthday of Jack Kerouac. As one of my first literary crushes, and a seminal influence, I felt compelled to honor Jean-Louis Lebris de Kerouac and his singular contribution to the land of literature, with … Continue reading

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The Gift

We are here, but briefly,shadows of candle-lightdancing between dust and choir,day and night,so consider todaya good dayto begin, or to continueunwrapping yourself,and giving you to you as a gift,your soul rightfully taggedas both receiver and sender,in what constitutesa wild embracing … Continue reading

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Cadenza

Some death is musical, a candied apparition scalding the bones of Venus in soft chambers of silk and notes of smoldering silence.

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What Dreams May Come

NO ONE DREAMS IN COLOR: Man Vanishes Without a Trace.This, the dramatic headline which stirs Andrew DiBenedetto’s curiosity, and initiates a life-changing course. The vanished man is Paul Kirby, whose nine-minute film, Wendigo—the only film Kirby ever made—was one of Andrew’s … Continue reading

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Cinemagical

“Everything is begging to be discovered, not accidentally, but intuitively. Seeking intuitively, one’s destination is never in a beyond of time or space but always here and now. If we are always arriving and departing, it is also true that … Continue reading

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Film Treatment

Silence, within a dark empty theater, starring you on a blank screen.

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Twilight Room of One’s Own

THE LAST FURIES In this lyrical and speculative mosaic novel, enter the fractured worlds of an actress, playwright, and immortal poet, whose legend and influence create an energetic web, equal parts love triangle and haunted house of mirrors. At the … Continue reading

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Bag o’ Rags Resurrected

On the next-to-last day of our campaign, we are proud to present an exclusive musical introduction to Adam Swanson playing the 1912 tune, “Bag o’ Rags” (composed by W.C. McKanlass), which was the theme song of the Keystone Kops. Troy … Continue reading

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