What’s New Pussycat (1965) — I Saw A Film

I Saw A film! In 1965 Woody Allen was a red-headed Funko-pop version of himself and someone thought it would be a great idea to let him write a comedy screenplay. The result is this wholesome, white-bread, slapstick, sex adjacent, square-ass, mustard-on-a-hotdog of a film. Yes there are a few guffaws delivered by Peter Sellers, […]… Continue reading What’s New Pussycat (1965) — I Saw A Film

If It Ain’t Stiff, It Ain’t Worth A Fuck (1977) — I Saw A Film

It’s hard to imagine all this stuff happening already before I was really old enough to appreciate it. I’ve mentioned elsewhere that I grew up in the country and was blown away accidentally finding Saturday Night Live and Don Kirshner’s Rock Concert on late night television. Nights in my folks house growing up were so […]… Continue reading If It Ain’t Stiff, It Ain’t Worth A Fuck (1977) — I Saw A Film

Woman Times Seven (1967) — I Saw A Film

To be fair Shriley MacLaine was never my idea of a fantasy playmate, and while she manages to produce several distinctive looks and characters in this little collage of short plays, they are mostly unattractive, mousy people, despondent, mistaken and pitiable. There’s not much that’s sexy or compelling about pitiable. I only say this because […]… Continue reading Woman Times Seven (1967) — I Saw A Film

Why We Write: On Pandemics, Heat Waves, Police Brutality, and Resiliency — BREVITY’s Nonfiction Blog

By Melissa Hart My mother was a professional writer as I am now, and when I was young, she created an office with a thrift store desk and a bookshelf in her garage. She wrote at dawn before my siblings and I woke up, the door thrown open to birdsong and backyard cats, a table […]… Continue reading Why We Write: On Pandemics, Heat Waves, Police Brutality, and Resiliency — BREVITY’s Nonfiction Blog