#peter berryman

[duranduratulsa]

Up next on my Wes Craven movie 🎬 🎞 🎥 🎦 📽 marathon...The Hills Have Eyes (1977) on classic DVD 📀! #movie #movies #horror #thehillshaveeyes #wescraven #RIPWesCraven #roberthouston #michaelberryman #DeeWallace #SusanLanier #virginiavincent #martinspeer #janusblythe #russgrieve #peterlocke #jameswhitworth #lancegordon #johnsteadman #dvd #90s #90sfest #durandurantulsas4thannual90sfest

[lesbianholocron]

Oh, Mr. Musk, Mr. Musk, stay the fuck off Mars I wanna know what Martians drink, but not if you're in charge Mr. Musk, your rocket's bust, you'll never reach the stars So stay on Earth and bring us mirth by blowing up your cars

[mitjalovse]

Some records tend to transcend their periods by the power of change. You have to check Coldplay's Rush Of Blood To The Head to hear what I mean. They did capture the zeitgeist despite them not changing their style that much from their debut. They were still U2 who listened to a lot of Britpop, particularly the late phase of the latter, though the context of the times – notice how many retro groups succeeded then – sent them into the stratosphere. Moreover, they continued to hone their template later on, which is the reason I'm unsurprised they stayed as an ongoing concern. I'll repeat what I said before – they remain a more intriguing collective than many assume. Still, they lack the cool factor, yet they already felt like that during their era.

[randomrichards]

THE BARBARIANS:

Body building bros

Reunite to stop tyrant

Save their theatre queen

[isabelleffe]

List of Pro-Palestinian Celebrities That I Have Been Working On

pro🍉 (❌ = problematic for unrelated reason, 🕊️= passed away)

reneé rapp

pedro pascal

bella ramsey

bella hadid

gigi hadid

dua lipa

melanie martinez❌(sa - “she didn’t say no” was response)

the weekend❌(misogyny - lesbian fetish)

towa bird

phoebe bridgers

lucy dacus

julien baker

beabadoobee

kehlani

hozier

melissa barreram

macklemore

cate blanchett

hari nef

julia fox❌(connections with kanye and drake)

mitski

SZA

nina lu

zendaya

victoria monét

rachel zegler

jenna ortega

clairo

chloe forero

miss rachel (toddler learning)

ariana grande❌(said her dream dinner date is jeffery dahmer)

ricky montgomery

angelina jolie

maisie peters

chani nicholas

nemahsis

chappell roan

frank ocean

ramy youssef

cardi b

halsey

eddy mack

saul williams

arooj aftab

michelle wolf

carice van houten

matt mcgorry

michael stipe

Jasmin Savoy Brown

Dame Vivienne Westwood

Neemz

amira jazeera

MUNA

Hedy Epstein

Hunter Schafer

Chance the Rapper

ishowspeed ❌ (treated his ex-girlfriend terribly)

Noname (rapper, poet, and producer)

shannon berry

nicola coughlan

bambie thug

zara larsson

AURORA

jonathan glazer

joaquin phoenix❌

lizzy mcalpine

coldplay (will champion, phil harvey, guy berryman, chris martin)

tyler the creator

björk

pink floyd (at least roger waters)

lauryn hill

chuck d

david bowie (loving the alien)🕊️

Malcom X🕊️

the strokes (Julian Casablancas, Albert Hammond Jr., Fabrizio Moretti, Nick Valensi, and Nikolai Fraiture)

earl sweatshirt

michael jackson (palestine, don't cry)🕊️

kid cudi

rage against the machine (zack de la rocha, tom morello, tim commerford, brad wilk)

lorde

FKA twigs

joji

ethel cain

Michael Jordan Bonema

lil peep🕊️

sean beam

liam cunningham

dianne guerrero

sean bean

tobias menzies

charles dance

carice van houten

emma d’arcy

madison pettis

lena heady

mxmtoon

joe alwyn

momona tamada

patrick spicer

mark ruffalo

halle bailey

chloe bailey

nicola coughlan

tom welling

kristen kreuk

rob delaney

kali uchis

louise xin (fashion designer)

isabela merced

joseph quinn

grace van dien

helana christensen

josh hutcherson

charli xcx

megan thee stallion (called for ceasefire at her concert 8/1/24, not sure if she talked about it before that because i only went to one concert)

hozier

not pro🍉 (“neutrality” = not pro 🍉, red text = signed letter for "israel")

taylor swift (no statement)

kanye west

oprah

dwayne johnson

lana del rey

selena gomez

rihanna (no statement)

adam sandler

lady gaga (performed in "israel")

beyoncé (no statement)

justin timberlake (performed in "israel")

noah schnapp

bon jovi (performed in "israel")

robbie williams (performed in "israel")

Brett Gelman

entirety of paramore (no statement)

chris pratt

justin bieber

hailey bieber

haley baylee (no statement)

natalie portman

madonna (performed in "israel")

kardashian family

Jenner family

jennifer lawrence

amy schumer

neil druckmann (admitted to "The Last of Us Part 2" being based on Israel's genocide against Gaza, except from a zionist's point of view)

bruno mars (performed in isnotreal)

mayim bialik

gal gadot

Jerry Seinfeld

Debra Messing

Bryan Lourd

Richard Lovett

Ryan Murphy

Zachery Levi

Sharon Osbourne

Tracey-Ann Oberman

George Lopez

Phil Rosenthal

Mekhi Phifer

Diane Warren

Haim Saban

Irving Azoff

Ynon Kreiz

Jody Gerson

Mark Hamill

Rick Yorn

Howie Mandel

Sherry Lansing

Rick Yorn

Tom Rothman

Julian Edelman

Antoine Fuqua

Jack Black

Aubrey Plaza

Tahj Mowry

Josh Peck

Ziggy Marley

Howie Mandel

Chris Pine

Billy Porter

Ben Savage

Jeremy Seinfeld

Bella Thorne

uncertain

billie eilish (wore ceasefire pin but doesn’t boycott - made videos for mtv israel)

laufey (connections to mitski- no statement)

hank green (historically hasn’t been pro🍉 but has donated recently)

olivia rodrigo (connections to Chappell roan - no statement)

dylan mulvaney (posted in support of palestine but has a few pro-israel friends & has partnered with pro-israel brands)

If you spot any typos, mistakes regarding celebrities listed, or have information about celebrities not listed, please either DM me or leave a comment on this post!!

As always, this blog stands with Palestine, Congo, and Sudan. PLEASE make sure to email your state representatives (if you live in the United States). If you do not know your representative (or how to contact them), you can use this website (which is the official U.S. House of Representatives website). My reposts on Tumblr are all about Isnotreal's genocide on Palestine (at least as of 6/16/2024). Make sure to amplify Palestinian voices and journalists as well (a list will be included below of some Palestinian journalists and groups/people supporting Palestine on Instagram).

@/wizard_bisan1

@/hindkhoudary

@/m.z.gaza

@/anat.international

@/palestine.academy

@/eye.on.palestine

@/ampalestine

@/byplestia

@/wael_eldahdouh

@/jenan.matari

@/thepcrt

@/blackforpalestine

@/jewishvoiceforpeace

@/palestinianyouthmovement

@/eid_yara

[charmsandtealeaves]

@jilytoberfest | 31 prompts | prompt 12

Prompt: sharing favourite books 

James Potter had watched curiously as Lily Evans hadn’t moved other than to turn a page in close to two hours. Whatever she was reading had her throughly engrossed in the tale. 

“Leave her. She’ll be there til she’s finished” Marlene had said stifling a yawn as the other girls drifted upwards to their dormitories for bed. 

The exit of her friends seemed to unphase Lily. If anything she was still unaware of anything going on around her. James tilted his head at a slight angle to see if he could get a glimpse at the front cover, but it was to no avail the way the book was propped up in Lily’s lap. 

“She only got it this morning. I saw it turn up in the post.” Remus remarked. “Must be good.”

“She’s always getting bloody book in the post.” added Sirius. 

It was true, at least once a fortnight a flurry of owls would drop several books onto the table at breakfast. 

“Her dad sends them. He reads them and if he thinks they’re good he posts them on.” replied Remus. 

“How’d you know that?” James asked. 

“I think you sometimes forget we’re friends. She told me. She’s also leant me a few.” Remus chuckled. 

James stared back across at Lily again. He was curious to know what had taken her fancy so much. But it was also likely that if he disturbed her immersion she’d be likely to jinx him again. So he waited. And waited. Until finally his friends had given up on him and gone to bed themselves, and the fireplace dimmed to small amber flames. Lily turned the final page and sat up stiffly, stretching out her limbs that had remained in place for so long. 

“Good book?” He asked. Lily jumped, slightly startled. 

“Bloody hell!” Lily squeaked, “You nearly gave me a heart attack.” 

“Sorry.” James mumbled.

“But yes it was quite good. I didn’t realise it had gotten so late.” She checked her watch and tutted at the time displayed. 

“What’s it about?” He asked. 

“Hmm? Oh it’s a new one by an American author. Apparently it’s doing quite good at the moment so dad bought it and said it’s a must read. I have to say I quite agree. It’s a murder mystery.���  Lily stood and handed him the novel.

The cover was white, the authors name in red and the title in black, The Thomas Berryman Number. James turned it over in his hand and gave the blurb a quick once over.  Three terrifying murders in the South culminate in a relentless manhunt in the North that centers on a ruthless assassin, the woman he loves, and the beloved leader he is hired to kill with extreme prejudice.

“I didn’t know you liked crime thrillers” James commented. “You ever read Miles Milton’s works?” 

“Can’t say I have.” Lily answered. 

“I’ve got a copy of the first in the series upstairs if you wanted to borrow it. It’s about an auror who goes around catching dark wizards and solving riddles.” James offered. 

“Oh go on then. I’ll need something new to sink my teeth into after that. I’ll loan you that one in exchange.” 

“Sounds like a deal Evans. I’ll bring it down to breakfast.” From then on it became fairly standard for the pair to trade novels. Peter even started joking they’d be making their own book club soon. Not that James much cared. Their shared love of thriller mystery novels opened a new avenue for him to venture down when it came to Lily. Discussing the books after they’d each read them made for an easy conversation that could last for hours without bickering or jinxing. It made it much easier for them to befriend one another and start to have common ground. There was also the added benefit that their new “book club” seemed to somehow unintentionally cause a front to Severus Snape.  “It’s because she sometimes lets you read them first.” Remus explained.  

“She never loans books to anyone without having read them herself first.” 

“Is it really that easy to get his knickers in a twist?” James asked. 

“Apparently.” 

[justforbooks]

Alan Brownjohn, who has died aged 92, was a prolific and seemingly indefatigable poet and novelist. Although best known as a poet, a recipient of the Cholmondeley award in 1979, Brownjohn also wrote well-received novels – winning the Author’s Club prize for his first, The Way You Tell Them (1990), a satire set in the world of standup comedy – and two children’s books, collaborated on plays, and worked as a freelance writer and critic.

He was poetry editor for the New Statesman from 1968 until 1974, and later poetry critic of the Sunday Times for more than 20 years. He was also a diligent campaigner on behalf of poetry.

Brownjohn was chairman of the Poetry Society (1982-88) and worked on the Arts Council literature panel, drawing on a prior experience of, and appetite for, public service, first demonstrated when he and his first wife, the poet Shirley Toulson, were elected Labour councillors in Wandsworth, south-west London, in the 1960s.

In a long writing career Brownjohn was something of a rarity, arguably producing his very best work when already well into his 70s. Among an array of well-observed, various and spry collections, Ludbrooke & Others (2010) stands out as perhaps most successfully representing his blend of emotionally astute, rigorously downbeat and wittily rendered character dissection.

Written in 13-line “sonnets for the unlucky”, in the poet Peter Reading’s phrase, the suite of 60 poems shows the titular Ludbrooke’s self-defeating attempts at seduction, titivation and a resentful brand of empathy, pitched somewhere between the metropolitan tone of the Robinson poems of Weldon Kees and John Berryman’s courtly, chaotic Dream Songs.

For all their possible influence from those two North American poets, Ludbrooke is a singularly English concoction: raffish and highly attuned to divisions of class and gentlemanly behaviour. The sequence of Ludbrooke poems speak to many of Brownjohn’s own concerns and foibles but ratcheted up for – at times poignant – laughter and a kind of wounded recognition.

The roots of Ludbrooke can be found in some of Brownjohn’s previous work, especially a proto-Ludbrooke known as “the Old Fox”, who first appeared in poems decades earlier, albeit with a cannier, more malicious edge.

Brownjohn’s early poetic life was inextricably bound up with the Group, a long-running workshop run by the poet and teacher Philip Hobsbaum, which fellow poets, such as the stylistically diverse Peter Redgrove and Peter Porter, would attend to discuss and dissect each others’ new work.

They were chiefly guided by a spirit of close reading, based on the “new criticism” of Hobsbaum’s Cambridge tutor FR Leavis. The Group had as its guiding principles “rationalism, democracy and humanity”; during Brownjohn’s time as a member, his work was most visibly influenced by the Movement, another loose grouping of associated poets, including Philip Larkin and Kingsley Amis, who came to be the dominating force in mainstream British poetry in the 50s.

Larkin would remain an enduring influence for Brownjohn, who later published a critical study of the Hull poet in 1975, as well as learning plenty about form, reticence and the sometimes inadvertent comedy to be found in attempts at navigating life in modern, secular, middle-class Britain.

Brownjohn was born in Catford, south-east London, the son of Dorothy (nee Mulligan) and Charles Brownjohn, and was educated at Brockley county school and Merton College, Oxford, where he studied history. Much of his working life was spent in education, as an assistant master at Beckenham and Penge boys’ grammar school from 1958 to 1965; a lecturer at Battersea College of Education (now London South Bank University); and a lecturer in poetry, and later in creative writing, at the Polytechnic of North London (now London Metropolitan University). His experiences as a teacher fed into his poems, sometimes directly as subject material.

He also demonstrated an interest in leftwing politics, and was actively involved in the Labour party. He was elected to Wandsworth Metropolitan borough council in 1962 and stood as Labour candidate for Richmond in the 1964 general election, but did not win the seat.

Brownjohn, in his early years, and bearing the trace of the Movement’s ordinary-blokeish sensibility, wrote poems out of seemingly mundane everyday life, usually in well-organised stanzas, regularly using rhyme and a colloquial, downbeat diction. His poems were, however, more interested – even from the start – than those of the Movement in leftwing ideals and shot through by a sense of the importance of doing one’s social duty.

As Sean O’Brien pointed out: “Like Larkin, he has spent much of his career pondering the contradictions between desire and obligation.”

He could also be formally innovative, playing with reported speech, song and ballad forms and more postmodern techniques such as footnotes and other forms of self-aware commentary. He had an astute eye trained on working life, the eco-systems of the office, particularly well rendered in one of his outstanding poems of the 60s, Office Party, in which “the girl with the squeaker / Came passing” and the cruelly ignored narrator ends on a note of wry despair: “I’d never so craved for / Some crude disrespect.”

Brownjohn proved adept at writing narrative sequences long before Ludbrooke’s travails, with other highlights including The Automatic Days, from The Observation Car (1990), in which the power struggles and jostling for a fair shake by the staff at a department store take centre-stage, and Sea Pictures from the same volume, its 40 snapshot-style lyrics building an atmospheric, sepia-tinted look at memory and escape.

Brownjohn’s life was, in many ways, an exemplary version of the contemporary person of letters – a dutiful committee-man and champion of other writers, looking towards Europe and the wider literary world for inspiration and to shine a light on neglected figures, as well as ranging across various art-forms for material. He also wrote obituaries for the Guardian.

When asked to name his favourite poetry quotes to accompany a recording made for the Poetry Archive, Brownjohn noted that (leaning on Matthew Arnold) “the poetry comes first”. For Brownjohn, despite his many other enthusiastically undertaken obligations and diligent acts of service, poetry was – and remained – the heart of it all, as a way of scrutinising and documenting postwar Britain as well as his own intellectual and emotional life.

He and Toulson, with whom he had a son, Steven, divorced in 1969. In 1972 Brownjohn married Sandra Willingham; they separated in 2005.

He is survived by Steven, and by two stepchildren, Ian and Janet, from his first marriage.

🔔 Alan Charles Brownjohn, poet, novelist and critic, born 28 July 1931; died 23 February 2024

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[ciceroisthefamilycat]

Aside from the Berryman poem

There sat down, once, a thing on Henry's heart so heavy, if he had a hundred years & more, & weeping, sleepless, in all them time Henry could not make good. Starts again always in Henry's ears the little cough somewhere, an odour, a chime. And there is another thing he has in mind like a grave Sienese face a thousand years would fail to blur the still profiled reproach of.  Ghastly, with open eyes, he attends, blind. All the bells say: too late.  This is not for tears; thinking. But never did Henry, as he thought he did, end anyone and hack her body up and hide the pieces, where they may be found. He knows: he went over everyone, & nobody's missing. Often he reckons, in the dawn, them up. Nobody is ever missing.

and With Open Eyes’ relevance to that (Shiv reproaches him for the ghastly open eyes of Andrew Dodds, but Ken denies it even happened or at least that he was to blame- reaching Henry’s denial stage, Ken attends the meeting blind to the reality and can’t change things, it’s too late, he ends up watching the water in despair)

the Eyes in this episode were:

Caroline saying she hates eyes, they’re like jellyballs rolling around in faces (she couldn’t handle the reality of Rome’s injuries and had Peter stitch his forehead)

Tom assures Mattson heads will roll with their eyes still in them (this two weeks after Dewey’s wasabi and lemon LaCroix in the eyes, and Dewey taking the fall for the Mencken results)

and Ken literally going to gouge out Roman’s eyes after what he said about the kids?

[ulkaralakbarova]

American Matt Quigley answers Australian land baron Elliott Marston’s ad for a sharpshooter to kill the dingoes on his property. But when Quigley finds out that Marston’s real target is the aborigines, Quigley hits the road. Now, even American expatriate Crazy Cora can’t keep Quigley safe in his cat-and-mouse game with the homicidal Marston. Credits: TheMovieDb. Film Cast: Matthew Quigley: Tom Selleck Crazy Cora: Laura San Giacomo Elliott Marston: Alan Rickman Major Ashley-Pitt: Chris Haywood Grimmelman: Ron Haddrick Dobkin: Tony Bonner Coogan: Jerome Ehlers Hobb: Conor McDermottroe Brophy: Roger Ward O’Flynn: Ben Mendelsohn Kunkurra: Steve Dodd Slattern: Karen Davitt Slattern: Kylie Foster Reilly: William Zappa Sergeant Thomas: Jonathan Sweet Deserter: Michael Carman Tout: Jon Ewing Miller: Tim Hughes Mullion: David Slingsby Mitchell: Danny Adcock Cavanagh: Maeliosa Stafford Carver: Ollie Hall Mrs. Grimmelman: Evelyn Krape Bugler: Mark Pennell Ticket Seller: Don Bridges Kajubi: Gnarnayarrahe Waitairie Aborigine: Bruce Burrngu Burrngu Startled Man: Fred Welsh Startled Man: Ian Lind Bushman: James Wright Bushman: Bruce Knappett Elderly Woman: Joanie Thomas Elderly Man: Vic Gordon French Canadian: David Le Page Little Bit: Cory Tjapaltjarri Bullocky: Allan Bradford Bullocky: Graham Young Klaus Grimmelman: Eamonn Kelly Deserter: Greg Stuart Tribal Elder: Billy Stockman Oliver: Brian Ellison Paddy: Mark Minchinton Cliff: Guy Norris Whitey: Gerald Egan Hayden: Spike Cherrie Scotty: Jim Willoughby Smythe: Danny Baldwin Film Crew: Original Music Composer: Basil Poledouris Producer: Stanley O’Toole Screenplay: John Hill Director: Simon Wincer Producer: Alexandra Rose Director of Photography: David Eggby Editor: Peter Burgess Set Decoration: Brian Edmonds Production Design: Ross Major Art Direction: Ian Gracie Set Decoration: Brian Dusting Stunts: Spike Cherrie Stunt Coordinator: Guy Norris Second Unit Director of Photography: Ross Berryman Focus Puller: Derry Field Steadicam Operator: Harry Panagiotidis Clapper Loader: Adrien Seffrin Still Photographer: Barry Peake Stunts: Linda Megier Stunts: Rocky McDonald Stunts: Johnny Raaen Continuity: Judy Whitehead Stunts: Lloyd Ventry Movie Reviews: John Chard: Matthew Quigley: Sharps Shooter. Quigley Down Under is directed by Simon Wincer and written by John Hill. It stars Tom Selleck, Laura San Giacomo and Alan Rickman. Music is by Basil Poledouris and cinematography by David Eggby. Plot sees Selleck as Matthew Quigley, a Wyoming cowboy and sharp shooting rifleman who answers an advertisement to go to Western Australia as a hired sharp shooter. If proving his worth, he’s to work for Elliot Marston (Rickman), but when Marston outlines his sick reasons for hiring Quigley, the pair quickly become on a collision course that can only see one of them survive. It was written in the 1970s by John Hill, where it was hoped that Steve McQueen would take on the lead role, but with McQueen falling ill and Clint Eastwood allegedly passed over, the project sat on ice until 1990. In came Selleck and the film finally got made. Just about making back its money at the box office, Wincer’s movie deserved far better than that. It’s competition in the Western stakes in 1990 were Costner’s beautiful and elegiac Dances With Wolves and the Brat Pack bravado of Young Guns II, both vastly different films from each other, and both considerably different from Quigley Down Under. If those two films contributed to the average response to the Selleck picture? I’m not completely sure, but viewing it now one tends to think that the 1990 audience just wasn’t ready for such a delightfully old fashioned Oater, one that features a straight and simple narrative to tell its tale. It’s safe to say that anyone after deep psychological aspects will not get that here. There’s some serious themes in the story, such as the horrid genocide towards Aborigines, while the deft kicks at the British are fair enough even to a British guy such as myself. But in the main this is old time Western fare, ...

[motorsportverso]

IMSA Esports- Road Atlanta resultado

GTP Top 10

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2-11-Williams Esports-Josh Lad\Matt Farrow-BMW M LMDH V8

3-71-BMW M Team Redline-Diogo Pinto\Chris Lulham-BMW M LMDH V8

4-43-Altus Esports-Oscar Mangan\Edoardo Leo-Cadillac V Series R

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9-99-Apex Racing Team-Peter Berryman\Maxime Brient-BMW M LMDH V8

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GTD-Top 5

1-101-Mercedes-AMG Team ART-Alejandro Sanchez \Luke McKeown-Mercedes-AMG GT3-122 Laps

2-170-Team Redline\Red Bull-Gianni Vecchio\Ole Steinbraten-Ferrari 296 GT3

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[duranduratulsa]

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In 2014, a list penned by Lindsay Lohan naming 36 of her lovers were leaked and appeared in US Weekly Magazine. Some of the names included were Justin Timberlake, James Franco and Georgia Rule co-star Garrett Hedlund. (Although Hedlund's rep has denied he slept with the star).

Some of the other names on the list included: Ashton Kutcher, Ryan Philippe, Stavros Niarchos, Joaquin Phoenix, Nico Tortorella, Evan Peters, Danny Cipriani, Maggio Cipriani, Garrett Hedlund, Justin Timberlake, James Franco, B. del Torro (Benicio del Torro), Wilmer Valderrama, Jamie Burke, Jamie Dornan, Zac Efron, Orlando Bloom, Colin Farrell, Heath Ledger, Max George, Guy Berryman, Adam Levine, Petey (Muse) Wright, Josh Mond, Ryan Phillippe, Lukas Haas, Paul Charles Valmorbida.

Lindsay stated that she made the list as part of her recovery process in AA.

"That she was my fifth step in AA at Betty Ford," said Lindsay. "And someone when I was moving must have taken a photo of it."

James Franco wrote a short story after the leaked list, titled "Bungalow 89" which blurs the line between reality and fiction.

It's a story Franco has told before, in an interview with Howard Stern, where Franco refuted the leak of Lindsay's "conquest list" by saying he'd turned her down at the Chateau Marmont, after recognizing that she was "troubled."

Lindsay Lohan was the main protagonist in his story "Bungalow 89."

Apparently, according to the story, after Lindsay snuck into his room at 3.a.m., "instead of fucking her, I read her a short story about a neglected daughter, called 'A Perfect Day for Bananafish' by J.D. Salinger." The story was featured in Vice Magazine's fiction issue.

"Bungalow 89" reads like a weird attempt at Faulkner-esque- stream-of-consciousness, but it also reads like an overlong explanation from Franco that he did not sleep with Lindsay, despite what her conquest list might say.

Apparently, while the two were guests at the Chateau Marmont, Lindsay would not stop trying to sleep with him, but he wouldn't entertain the idea. He wrote:

There was a Hollywood girl staying at Chateau Marmont. She had gotten a key to my room from the manager. I heard her put the key into my front door and turn it, but I had slid the dead bolt and that thing - I don't know what you call it: it's like a chain but made of two bars - that kept the door from opening.

She said, "James, open the door. Open the door, you bookworm punk blogger faggot."

My phone rang.

"You're not going to let me sleep are you?" I said.

"I just want to sleep on your couch," she said. "I'm lonely."

"We're not going to have sex," I said. "If you want to come in, I'll read you a story."

I read some Salinger to this young woman who hadn't read him before. Let's call this girl Lindsay. She was a Hollywood girl, but a damaged one. I knew that she would like Salinger, because most young women do. I read her two of the Nine Stories, "A Perfect Day for Bananafish" and "For Esme - with Love and Squalor."

"Bananafish" was great because it has a nagging mother on the other end of the phone line, nothing like Lindsay's real mother, but still, the mother-daughter thing was good for her to hear.

And there's the little girl in the story, Sibyl, and the pale suicide, Seymour, who kisses her foot and talks about bananafish with her, those fantastic phallic fish who stick their heads in holes and gorge themselves - it should be called "A Perfect Day for Dickfish" - and then, bam, he shoots himself.

Then I read "For Esme." A man goes to war. He is traumatized. Then he is saved by the innocence of a young girl.

And what do we say about all this obsession with innocence? Salinger would be a companion to young women, real young women, for years, and then, one fateful night, he would sleep with them and the friendship would end.

After that, after he fucked them, they were no longer the innocent ones running through the rye to be caught before they went over the cliff. They had gone over, and he had been the one to push them.

Now we were lying in bed. I wasn't going to fuck her. She had her head on my shoulder. She started to talk. I let her. I ran my fingers through her hair and thought about this girl sleeping on my chest, our fictional Hollywood girl, Lindsay. What will she do? I hope she gets better.

For anyone else, this would be story enough. But for James Franco, Lohan is but the Proustian madeleine that inspires him to ruminate on the nature of celebrity. He continues writing:

You see, she is famous. She was famous because she was a talented child actress, and now she's famous because she gets into trouble. She is damaged. For a while, after her high hellion days, she couldn't get work because she couldn't get insured. They thought she would run off the sets to party.

Her career suffered, and she started getting arrested (stealing, DUIs, car accidents, and other things). But the arrests, even as they added up, were never going to be an emotional bottom for her, because she got just as much attention for them as she used to get for her film performances. She would get money offers for her jailhouse memoirs, crazy offers.

So how would she ever stop the craziness when the response to her work and the response to her life had converged into one? Two kinds of performance, in film and in life, had melted into one.

Conclusion: James Franco would like you to know: he did not sleep with the woman described in this story and if you think that woman is Lindsay Lohan, then OK.

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Al Stewart - Roads To Moscow

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Jello Biafra and Mojo Nixon // Are You Drinkin’ With Me Jesus (Lou and Peter Berryman cover)

Well are you drinking with me Jesus?

I can't see you very clear

Are you drinking with me Jesus?

Won't you buy a friend a beer?