This Savage Art

When I'm not holed up in my cave as I am known to do I can be found wandering the streets of Brooklyn mumbling to myself. What you'll find here is a greasy slice, triple espresso, noir-fueled amalgamation of art films, Hollywood at its best, the celluloid that slips through the cracks and the words on the dirty page that make all that magic happen. High and low culture clashing to produce the most volatile results. Come take the ride with me.

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