Genetic predisposition Consistent refusal to recognize or accept undue authority Constant need for acceptance Lack of self-esteem Dysfunctional relationship with my father The lifelong circle of friends I grew up with Ongoing desire not to end up like the majority … Read More
Author Archives: Bob Hill
Ken Kesey on Exploring The Wilderness
“What I explore in all my work is wilderness. I like that saying of Thoreau’s that ‘in wildness is the preservation of the world.’ Settlers on this continent from the beginning have been seeking that wilderness and its wildness. The … Read More
Good Pictures/Bad Camera: Odds & Sods (Pt. II)
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Moving On: Love Story
By Bob Hill It was Easter morning when the two of them first met. She was hanging stuffed animals above the Ring Toss, and he wandered over to lend a hand. She was tall and blonde, with high cheekbones. He was thin … Read More
Good Pictures/Bad Camera: Down By The River
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Film Capsule: Klown
Here is all you need to know about Klown (the crass Danish comedy based on a long-running sitcom of the same name): There is a running gag throughout the first 15 minutes of the film about giving a woman a … Read More
Fran Lebowitz on Becoming a Real Writer
“People who are meant to become real writers are marginal enough already. Why else would they want to be writers? The only way someone can see something is by being outside it. A person who fits into the culture, who … Read More
Film Capsule: The Dark Knight Rises
The Dark Knight Rises may not be the best of the Batman films, but it is certainly the most ambitious. Go for the spectacle, but only if you’ve seen the first two films in the trilogy previously. Otherwise, you’ll have … Read More
Moving On: Mountaineers
By Bob Hill We were standing on a 300-foot bluff along the edge of Raven Rock when the LSD began to take hold. I was three hours into my trip, and about an hour prior I had eaten a second tab, … Read More
Charles Dickens on Daily Living in a Small, Blue-Collar Town (1854)
“It was a town of red brick, or of brick that would have been red if the smoke and ashes had allowed it; but as matters stood it was a town of unnatural red and black like the painted face … Read More