Sunday, February 19, 2017
by Andy Nowicki
(This article was originally published at Counter-Currents in October 2012. It is republished here to serve as an introduction to Andy Nowicki's upcoming review of Stillman's latest film, Love and Friendship.)
In a previous life, before I pledged fealty to the art of the written word-- a pursuit for which I have subsequently won fame, fortune, and unbounded acclaim-- a different calling beckoned for a time.
I enjoyed reading as a kid, but I also loved the cinema, while at the same time generally detesting everything savoring of "Hollywood" glitz, glamour, and celebrity; by my late-teen years, I'd found a number of films with which I felt I could identify, which spoke in a unique way to my restless young heart.
Monday, April 25, 2016
In this second segment of his series of podcasts on "Hamlet," Andy Nowicki reflects upon the surpassingly bleak central message of Hamlet's famous "To be or not to be" soliloquy, footnoting his remarks with useful references to Bugs Bunny, Elmer Fudd, and the 80s teen suicide comedy "Heathers."
Saturday, April 9, 2016
Martin Scorsese’s sordid, obscene, spiritedly profane, and epically hilarious new film The Wolf of Wall Street is an unflinching depiction of unfettered greed and unrestrained sleaze amongst the ethically challenged and the morally retarded. Yet as comprehensive a catalogue of depravity as the movie is (clocking in at a near three-hour running time), there is a significant piece missing. For one reason or another, Scorsese has rendered protagonist Jordan Belfort’s Jewish identity cryptic at best.
Tuesday, March 15, 2016
In this first segment of Andy Nowicki's "Hamlet" podcast series, Andy grapples with the paradox at the core of Hamlet's appeal: the fact that he is an immaculate rendering of a deeply disillusioned soul, an "antihero" of whom we stand in awe, yet at the same time find confoundingly, endearingly relateable.
Saturday, March 5, 2016
I have written before about the outrageously hypocritical antics of the anti-bully brigade, whose self-appointed members constantly puff out their chests and pound their proverbial podiums ad infinitum these days, constantly getting in our faces, and all but stealing our lunch money and throwing us into trash cans and slamming us into lockers as they hector and bluster and demand all the while that we need to STOP BULLYING!!!!
Of course, to a large extent, those who denounce “bullying” the loudest don’t really care about bullying qua bullying. For them, the War on Bullies is but a proxy battle, through which they intend to vilify anyone opposed to gay marriage and any type of concerted gay-normalization effort. When such folk speak spitefully of “bullies,” what they mean are “(white) Christian conservatives,” who in their prejudiced perception just can’t be anything but bullies, since they’re so closed-minded and bigoted… (and so very gauchely white, too...)
Tuesday, March 1, 2016
A while ago, I wrote an article entitled “Alt Right Art,” a sort of mini-manifesto for dissident aesthetic voices who find their scope impaired by the machinations and ministrations of a dully ultra-conformist and punitively small-minded age, an age wherein the once-revolutionary Left has seized hold of nearly all established citadels of thought, its entrenched cultural commissars ruthlessly enforcing their ever more pernicious institutional “innovations” with monotonous fervor and plodding regularity, and in so doing, rendering adherence to embattled traditional mores the only possible means of rebellion, excitement, redemption, and relief.