Anyone seen it? Nick Cave-penned, directed by the guy who did Ghosts of the Civil Dead.

It’s playing this weekend, midnight showings only (don’t they know I’m an old man?). But I’m a sucker for the stuff—psychos that talk like William Blake, Flannery O’Connor crossed with Louis L’Amour, etc.

Nick Cave still sucks, son.

deadwood?

No argument here—I haven’t been able to take him seriously since From Her To Eternity. But he’s more interesting as a writer than as a musician nowadays.