Monday, January 01, 2007

Wagstaff: Haiku 2006

The movies I saw
In a theater last year
I count on one hand.

Monster House traded
Three-dimensional graphics
For zoom lens effects.

Mark Wahlberg inside
Damon's apartment -- his feet
In stealth-like baggies.

Miami Vice jumped
In medias res, spinning
Flashy, tricked-out rims.

Cars' scenic vistas
Of the open road made a
Sheryl Crow song work.

Casino Royale's
Title song was maligned, but
Matched recent Garbage.

Each Wire's season
Was thematically whole.
Most satisfying.

I was glad I saw
Captain Turner's eye pop out
On a fuzzy tape.


Read House's Wagstaff
Edward Copeland on Film
and Liverputty.


Blogger Keith Uhlich said...

"Brutal fucking murder!":
A woman cries while
the rabbits seek out Grace.

7:18 AM  
Blogger Matt Zoller Seitz said...

The Daily Planet's
Globe cradled on blue shoulders:
This Atlas can't shrug.

7:29 AM  
Blogger Matt Zoller Seitz said...

The Good Shepherd spies,
Schemes, kills, but never connects; Conscience in a bottle.

7:37 AM  
Blogger Keith Uhlich said...

The plane goes down,
as does my spirit; no hope
of being Bourne again.

7:40 AM  
Blogger Ryland Walker Knight said...

The whip-lash gut-punch
shot my limbs across the screen
Pollack-style: everywhere.

12:55 PM  
Blogger Ryland Walker Knight said...

Hate on me, shame you.
Nacho could not win, ever.
Gimme School Of Rock.

12:56 PM  
Blogger Ryland Walker Knight said...

An all day event:
wrecked routes through rain, mud, ugly
made bleak see beauty.

1:01 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Haiku, I hate you
You are too hard
to do right.


9:49 AM  
Blogger Matt Zoller Seitz said...

Soldier on, JJ.
It's not a challenge, it's an

11:15 AM  

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