IdyllopusPress Presents

Day: March 30, 2007

  • She was Our Mother, so she cried

    My sinuses are exploding, I’m fuzzed with heavy duty Benadryl but can’t sleep, can’t think to do anything marginally useful or productive, and so here I am ready to talk about George Alec Effinger’s “What Entropy Means to Me”. Jennifer at Saying Yes picked it up as I’d good things to say about it and…

  • Three Palms

    Three Palms

    Three Palms

  • The End of August at the Hotel Ozone

    What a remarkable title for a film. Spoilers galore follow. Stop reading if you ever plan on seeing it. The story is post-apocalyptic. The film, made in Czechoslovakia about 1967, advances us 15 to 20 years after a day that the last newspaper reported there was unrest in the Middle East (I forget the exact…