Godzilla (1998)

In “If You Can’t Say Something Nice,” I try to take a work of “art” that is widely (and justifiably) scorned and try to see the bright side of things.

Size might matter, but so does scale. Ha! A pun!

Ever hear of Maria Pitillo? There’s no reason why you should have. She was an up-and-comer, someone to look out for – in short, a future star. Her acting credits included “Chaplin,” “True Romance,” and “Natural Born Killers.” She was climbing up the system, getting larger roles and honing her camera presence. Then something tragic happened.

She was the leading lady in 1998’s “Godzilla.”

It drove her to TV roles. She fled mainstream blockbusters; or more to the point they fled her.

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Pardon My Pregnant Pause


Kicking up my feet for the weekend. I have three more pieces for this blog, five concurrent short stories a-brewin’, a massive re-write on my novel, and a cracking great filthy haiku just aching for a bus station wall to call home.

I’m thinking Union Station in D.C. Immortality awaits!

See y’all Monday!



P.S. Please post any questionable haiku in the comments section. I’ll see if my sharpie has enough juice. But please: keep it sweet, Pete! Innuendo only.

HA! Word sounds like something else!

Manos: The Hands Of Fate (1966)

In “If You Can’t Say Something Nice,” I take a work of “art” that is widely (and justifiably) scorned and try to see the bright side of things.


Ah, “Manos.” Possibly the platonic* ideal of a bad movie. “Plan 9 From Outer Space” was long regarded as the worst movie ever made and it isn’t even close to that. “Plan 9” has a charming lack of cynicism to it. It is exactly itself, with no hint of an apology.

It also has the best acting from a Swedish ex-wrestler I’ve ever seen!

But, Manos…

On the other hand, stop the lazy judging and read this synopsis:

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