Author: SGJ

Yeah, Deadwood and Hannibal and Breaking Bad, and STNG and X-Files and Twin Peaks, and Brisco Co., Jr and The Good Guys and Newsradio and Happy Valley and Monk and Northern Exposure and Psych and all the rest—all my favorite television stuff. Still, none of them have ever been quite this cool:

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[ via Tom Mavroudis ]…

An lo, did we come unto installment number eighteen already. And, let’s just do this to link to the others:

Then let’s start in Johannesburg, South Africa:

My kind of library display:

“Theory?” Ahem. 

See how those two kids are running from the werewolf? It’s a species-level inst…

What I think about after peeling back through all those years of the Western movie, it’s the western now. As in, why was all the cool stuff back when? Is the myth of the Old West not as vital anymore? Are we telling ourselves different stories today? And how has the Western movie changed? Did Rustler’s Rhapsody effectively redirect the whole genre?

Not saying I can answer all or even any of that, necessarily. But, what I do notice is that, where in the old old Westerns, …

So important, I made a little movie of it:

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Third ep of season 3, a newly longhaired Clay and an about-to-shift teen werewolf:

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I think I fell into a tailspin of rewatching—and watching for the first time, in some cases—Westerns over August because of a couple of things, that happened right close to each other: I read Joe R. Lansdale’s Paradise Sky, which was and is amazing, and I rented Forsaken, which is also really, really good.

Anyway, instead of trying to thumbnail-review each, I’ll put covers of what of them I can remember below, here. The two standouts for me are The Man Who Shot Liber…

Art based on Mongrels, by the talented and cool Jolyon Yates:

For more Mongrels-y art, here’s the click.

if you’re just super cool, and have been hired on this movie (3:10 to Yuma, 1957) probably expressly for some trick-riding. But, man: this is something you don’t see anymore, right? I mean, both that running mount followed by just beating it across the road and the needless showmanship—the kind of celebration of an art that’s not in the public eye so much anymore. This would be an indulgement in today’s westerns. But back then, it was, I suspect, a pre…

Is seventeen a prime number? I can’t think of anything that divides happily into it, anyway. Well, except the sixteen before:

And let’s start this time with a couple snapshots in words of Mongrels:

And here’s the yellow book in my kind-of homeland of Lubbock, Texas. Cool to be up there still with Keene and Hill and Hendrix:

And, wow, thank you, John:

Happy to come in behind Bird Box:

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