The Lobster (2015)
25 de Setembro de 2016, 7:58
I should have been a pair of ragged claws
Scuttling across the floors of silent seas.
The Lobster is basically an extended Monty Python skit blown up into a feature length movie. Initially amusing, it falls apart in the second half. While it benefits from Rachel Weisz’s narration, which somehow combines deadpan comic timing with utter sincerity, and while it does, as Daniel Levine points out, accurately dramatize the contemporary west’s political and cultural malaise, it never quite overcomes being straight jacketed into its high-concept premise.
David, Colin Farrell sporting a “dad bod,” lives in a dystopian society where all adults are required, not only to be married, but to fall in love. Singles are transported to a posh resort in the Irish countryside where they are given forty five days either to find a partner, or to be surgically transformed into the animal of their choice…
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THE SUNDAY POSEY: Opportunities, Events and Other Information and News
25 de Setembro de 2016, 7:55
CALLS FOR SUBMISSIONS
Opportunity Knocks
HERMENEUTIC CHAOS LITERARY JOURNAL publishes six issues a year and reviews submissions year round, including poetry, fiction and artwork. Details HERE.
GREEN LINDEN PRESS is reviewing submissions of poetry. It’s a new magazine and this will be the second issue. There is a reading free of $2. Details HERE.
BLUE MARBLE PRESS is a quarterly literary magazine for youth ages thirteen – twenty. It reviews submissions of fiction, nonfiction, poetry and art on a rolling basis. Details HERE.
THE CAPRA REVIEW is biannual and publishes fiction, nonfiction and art. Submissions are reviewed on a rolling basis. Details HERE.
FIVE ON THE FIFTH, an online lit mag, publishes five short stories on the fifth of each month. They accept flash fiction, general fiction, horror, science fiction, and fantasy with a maximum word count of 5,000. Details HERE.
CONTEST
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In the Darkness of the City
25 de Setembro de 2016, 7:52
In the darkness of the city a weapon clatters to the pavement.
Nobody listens.
The traffic clamours.
Always.
She was once moon-eyed and young, trying
Her wings.
Now, in a dark alley, a middle-aged woman lifts up her tear-stained
Face and is dragged behind the rubbish bins,
Into the shadows.
She lies amongst the rotting rubbish, she does not dare to breathe
Or move.
She listens.
The whole world leans back toward its own darkness,
And she leans into hers.
© Kim M. Russell, 2016
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My response to imaginary garden with real toads Play It Again, Toads
For Play it Again, Toads, where archived challenges of the Imaginary Garden come to life again, I have chosen Grace’s James Wright challenge from December 2014, which is to write a new poem or prose poem in response to…
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