13-18: Bukowski rules, the voice of the freaks, the voice of the lonely. Great shit stories.

19-29: Pretend Bukowski was an embarrassing phase, no longer rules.

30-present: Stop giving a fuck, can once again proclaim Bukowski rules. Now realize everything we're supposed to think is embarrassing is the work of someone without fear of such a thing, just a broken man pouring his heart out. He's Carson McCullers for people who hate themselves, a vital role.

Crazy Love is beautiful.…

It is my belief that a boy's favorite Ninja Turtle growing up predicted the type of 30-something man he would later become. I'm basing this on absolutely nothing. Boredom, mostly.

The Leonardo Fan: Moderate to high functioning adult, holds down a job in no particular industry, whatever pays best for his skillset. Doesn’t have time for hopes and dreams, has a family to support, a mortgage to pay for, or at least a nice apartment without roommates. Isn't sad, but…

Adult son David Fincher needs help from his dad to craft a cinematic love letter to the Luigi of Citizen Kane, Herman J. Mankieiecz (Oldman), or Mank, as he referred to no less than 700 times in this lifeless cosplay of The Golden Age of Hollywood. The biggest problem with this sort of retro filmmaking is it never truly feels like the era it’s imitating, so you have the biggest stylistic decision destined to fail as the movie will seem…