B. J. Novak. Kinda sucks, because I just bought a new scanner/printer, and apparently my scanner isn’t any better than my iPhone camera. This picture is way bigger, and his other hand is in it too. I don’t really like the painting though, because the background doesn’t match the rest.
I finally saw Inglorious Basterds. It was the kind of movie where I hate leaving to pee because every scene seems so important. I finally chose a bit where Brad Pitt was sticking his finger in a bullet wound and it made me cringe.
Things I liked about Inglorious Basterds:
1.The typography. I saw more bad-ass fonts in this film than in any other I can recall.
2. The marketing gimmick. Unknown but Uma Thurman-like female + Brad Pitt + the temp on The Office, mixed with a historically inaccurate and violent plot that for some reason no one ever thought of before.
3. “Bastards” to “Basterds.”
4. It referenced Abe Lincoln’s assassination.
5. The metaphor of film destroying evil in the world.
6. Excellent dialogue that illustrated parallels between King Kong and the slave trade in the form of a drunken party game.
7. Tarantino made it a discussion of the film industry and its relation to Jews.
8. The main S.S. officer was a ridiculously good actor and could speak several European languages fluently.
9. Tarantino indulged all killing Hitler fantasies in the most meaningful, visually satisfying way possible.
I love Quentin Tarantino unconditionally. I loved him before I had seen any of his movies. I saw him drunk and possibly on coke on a late night show, holding a cane, and I thought he was magical. I’m happy to see his life’s great work so well realized, including several tie-in features in my favorite men’s magazines (GQ, Esquire) including a very cocky interview wherein he pointed out that he knows more about film, writing, film criticism, and writing film criticism than any film critic, so fuck all negative reviews. Right on.
I made this Mike Tyson for Nick for his birthday. He likes Mike Tyson. In person it is more green. I wanted to make him look less beefy, but I guess people call him the Incredible Hulk, so the fact that he ended up looking like him works out, accidentally. I’m the kind of artist that makes real pictures of things, for completely non-theoretical reasons, and they’re full of accidents.