inspiration junkdrawer for the Theater of Diminished Faculties: occult porn, synth freakouts and perverts from outer space.
also visited the st. vincent’s record room, but didn’t find anything. I suspect it says a lot about the sort of person I am that I check out thrift stores before seeing old friends.
Immaculate Conception in Gilbertville, Iowa, the church I went to as a lil’ lad. The school behind the church where I did CCD is all different now, but at least this is the same.
Conan the Barbarian (1981), dir. John Milius
I really no kidding think this is a much better film than people remember, particularly if you’re one of those people who dislikes CGI action films.
I know I said I’d do these in order, but anyway, we’re gonna kick things off by comparing three different versions of The Contest Nobody Could Win — the original broadcast (via vhs), the syndication edit, and the Shout Factory version with content never before seen.
(actually starting the wkrp tumblr today while the new cut of FTIC renders)