Blood

There was blood everywhere. Dripping slowly from his nose, in and around his mouth, on his chin and from there on his chest, over his small blue raincoat. He looked like a tiny version of a hungry, crying vampire. Each time I wanted to calm him down, he would hastily... [Read More]

The American

Saw The American last night. I do not know what to do with this movie. Where to put it? What to take from it? It felt awkward. Not quite there, where it wanted to be… [Read More]