Hollywood film director David Cronenberg has built a reputation for films that confuse, confound and warp viewer expectations. Naked Lunch, The Fly and Crash are all examples of his films that subvert the line between reality and fantasy.  He began his career making films with horrific and invasive images, but in the last few years he has moved ( Read more... )

You are crucified by your own limitations ( Read more... )

To what advantage in life are good looks?  To merely grab temporary security?  To what avail are brains?  Merely to say “I have seen; I have comprehended?”  Yes, I hate myself for having to sit here alone and not being able to go and seek comfort in numbers.  I hate myself for having to sit here and be torn between I know not what within me.  Here ( Read more... )

I sit here, crying alone, afraid, seeing my hand writing my hollow futility on the page, damning me - god, where is the integrating and calming force in my life going to come from?  My life up until recently has been messy, inconclusive, disorganized:  I arranged my priorities all wrong, played a strategy without accepting rules - I got excited ( Read more... )

Look at my ugly, wretched face and do not forget it; my death mask.  It is a chalk mask with dead, dry poison behind it, like the death angel.  It is what I have been, and what I never want to be again.  The pouting disconsolate mouth, the flat, bored, numb, expressionless eyes:  all symptoms of the foul decay within me.  Paul wrote to me after my ( Read more... )

God…if I have ever come close to wanting to commit suicide it is now; with the groggy, sleepless blood dragging through my veins, and the air thick and gray with rain.  To annihilate the world by annihilation of oneself is the deluded height of a desperate egoism.  The simple way out of all the little brick dead-ends we scratch our nails against ( Read more... )