“I’ll never be the same – if we ever meet again. Won’t let you get away – if we ever meet again.”

♥ Sigh. Now on to cheer for Spain in the final. (Well, I mean, I won’t be upset if Holland wins either, it will be one of those finals for me – a good time either way – but Iker Casillas is still my secret lover.)

The mother of Schwester Ines didn’t quite suffocate me in my sleep (but it was close)

If Christiane Lilge, the director of “Schwester Ines,” [Sister Ines] wanted to explode my brain and the brain of everyone attempting to slog through German shorts night at the Molodist film festival, I think she came pretty close. Closer than any other director featured. This was one of those experimental horror films that make NormanContinue reading “The mother of Schwester Ines didn’t quite suffocate me in my sleep (but it was close)”