I just saw "This Film is Not Yet Rated" and boy, is it a fantastic piece of work. As you've no doubt heard, TFINYR is a documentary about the MPAA's censorious ratings system, whereby a secret group of "parents" meet to determine whether a given film is safe for kids to see. If they give a movie an NC-17 (no children under 17 admitted), it's a death-sentence: studios won't promote these movies (sometimes they don't even release them), most cinemas won't exhibit them, and Wal-Mart and Blockbuster won't carry them.
The MPAA's excuse for this is that it's an alternative to government censorship of films, but as director Kirby Dick shows, it's wildly implausible that such censorship would be found constitutional. The MPAA system treats independents as second-class citizens, issuing gnomic pronouncements about a film's suitability, while treating the big studios that own the MPAA with more solicitude, lavishing editorial suggestions on directors who've come under the thumb of the big six.
This Film is Not Yet Rated makes a compelling case for MPAA ratings system as a form of institutionalized, homophobic puritanism. The ratings board is quite relaxed about violence, especially extreme, gory violence, but takes a dim view of sex, and won't tolerate sex out of the missionary position, nor gay sex of any kind, nor any suggestion of women getting real pleasure out of sex. It's an eye-opening look at America's hidden values, where you can take your kids to see bad guys gunned down by James Bond, but not a lightweight teen-comedy about lesbian girls sent away to anti-gay brainwashing camp.
The movie revolves around the mystery of the MPAA's ratings process. Kirby Dick hires a likable middle-aged lesbian private eye who stakes out the MPAA's LA headquarters, writing down license plate numbers and war-dialing the MPAA voicemail system until she gets the names and addresses of all the "parents" on the ratings committee, some of whom are childless, or with grown children.
He then submits his film for rating, and it receives a predictable NC-17 rating. As this is an indie film, the MPAA won't provide him with specifics about their decision. He asks to have his rating appealed, and is put through an Orwellian process whereby the arbitrators of his appeal (who unanimously vote against him) are kept secret from him. Here his private eye comes to the rescue again, revealing that the neutral arbitration committee includes executives from the major studios (who are presumably easier on their own products than on those of powerless indies), and, incredibly, two members of the clergy.
The most incredible thing about this film is the filmmakers that Dick interviews. The creators of Team America, Boys Don't Cry, Gunner Palace, Dirty Shame, But I'm A Cheerleader, Jersey Girl and other movies that received NC-17s from the MPAA recount the incredible heartbreak of slamming into the immovable wall of MPAA ratings. They talk about making movies that they hope will change the world. They talk about having hope snatched away from them by a little clique of oligarchs who control 95 percent of the films released in the US.
After watching this movie, I wanted to support these creators. I walked into a video-store across the way and bought Boys Don't Cry, a transgender teen who was raped and beaten to death; Gunner Palace, a documentary about life in the US military in Baghdad; A Dirty Shame, a gross-out sex-comedy from John Waters, one of my favorite filmmakers; and But I'm a Cheerleader, a lighthearted comedy about a sexually curious teenaged girl sent to an anti-gay rehabilitation camp.
They all look like great movies, and they didn't get the chance they deserved.
The movie's got a special treat for copyfighters -- a whole section on copyright and piracy, featuring an interview with Larry Lessig (the movie made the news recently when the MPAA revealed that it had made pirate copies of TFINYR to distribute to its executives). Link
Update: Here's the producer's blog -- thanks, KC!

Here's a great little Make video of a guy in his workshop scrambling the eggs on his hotplate with a plastic fork stuck to a power-drill.


The Warren Magazine collection (warning, obnxious Flash audio ahoy!) features years of covers of classic horror magazines CREEPY, EERIE and VAMPIRELLA -- gory horror-sploitation imagery gone wild!
But by the end of the war, a joke could get you killed. A Berlin munitions worker, identified only as Marianne Elise K., was convicted of undermining the war effort "through spiteful remarks" and executed in 1944 for telling this one:
This 14-foot-tall inflatable pool-iceberg will set you back about $9,000 (not including the pool and the back-yard), but it looks like it just might be worth it. it doubles as a climbing-wall, with ascents from easy to pro.
WSJ: In 2003, he met a ceramics scholar for lunch and they wound up talking about Royal Copenhagen's 1880s dinner patterns, and how they often featured bears, ducks or birds. Mr. Cohen said, "You know, I think I'd like to see a hippo on one of those."



Secret Headquarters is pleased to announce an art
opening with the lovely and talented JOHNNY RYAN.


Haunted Portraits will matte your photo into a ghostly lenticular portrait that changes as you move past it, making you appear and disappear. They feature a number of scenes inspired by Disney's Haunted Mansion.

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Cruel 2 B Kind is designed to be played anywhere in public, by
10 to 200+ simultaneous players, anywhere in the world there's cell
phone coverage.
I'm not an angler, but my friend Blind Lightnin' Pete sent me a copy of The Curtis Creek Manifesto because he knew I'd appreciate the excellence of this 1978 hand-illustrated 48-page primer about fly fishing. It was written by Sheridan Anderson (angler, artist, wanderer, eternal foe of the work ethic), and I don't think I've ever come across a more impressive primer on any subject.

Not everyone is happy with the choice. Robert Mitchell, a scientist at the Jet Propulsion Laboratory in La Cañada Flintridge, said it seemed "a little silly" to give a permanent name based on a controversy that will blow over in time.
YouTube has a nice collection of LSD related videos, including a "
McGonigal argues that alternate-reality games use network technologies--e-mail, websites, Internet chat rooms, text messages, and phone calls--to construct new types of communities whose "collective intelligence" lets them solve problems no member could solve alone. In 2005, she and the I Love Bees team won the Game Developers Choice Awards' Innovation Award and the International Academy of Digital Arts and Sciences' Webby Award.
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Amazon's new video-on-demand store may sound like a good idea, but once you take a look at the "agreement" you enter into by giving them your money, that changes. The Amazon terms-of-service are among the worst I've ever seen, a document through which you surrender your rights to privacy, integrity of your personal data, and control over your computer, in exchange for a chance to pay near-retail cost to watch Police Academy n-1. As Ben Franklin might have said: 
At a glance it looks like an ordinary silver Zippo lighter, but it is really a camera. Just flip up the cover and press a button...that’s it. Yah, it sounds kind of creepy but it is really cool.
This youtube mashes up the classic Monty Python sketch "No. 42 How not to be seen" with machinima from the game Halo (as seen in Red vs Blue) -- the results are surprisingly funny!
LA's Institute For Figuring created this beautiful crocheted cactus garden, as well as a matching crocheted kelp-bed.
This Photoshop tutorial explains a simple and powerful method for creating artificial beards, hair and fur.
OMG! Water Bombs!! There are liquid bombs and you can already buy them
Bruno sez, "SHiFT is an event happening in Lisbon, Portugal in September 28 to 29. It will discuss how technology is influencing our everyday lives. We will discuss Civil Rights and Liberties in Technology, how to improve technology for the disabled and the rest of us, how technology is changing the media and other related issues. We will have speakers from Yahoo, Google, Electronic Frontier Foundation and the Open Rights Group, amongst others."

Penguin Classics have revamped their iconic covers by commissioning original illustrations from comic book and hipster artists like Chris Ware (see his Candide, left), Chester Brown, Tomer Hanuka, Art Spiegelman, Seth, Charles Burns, Jason, Anders Nilsen, and Yoshihiro Tatsumi. I love these> I think they really make this old lit seem like something that doesn't belong on a pedestal, bur rather the kind of think you can read on the subway (though Alicatte, who suggested the link, thinks they're awful).



I wrote and drew those sketches around 1975 and I'm so tickled to know that people still find them helpful today. It started as a slide presentation for my boss to show at the Disney meeting in Frankfurt. It went over so well that he asked me to expand on it when he returned. They printed 2000 copies and mailed it to all the Disney offices. My friend John Pomeroy asked for some to give to the animators at the studio. that was the time when the animation training program was going on. Frank Thomas saw it and used it for an animation class he was teaching at the Screen Cartoonists Guild. That's how some sketches wound up in the book that he and Ollie wrote, "
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If you're reading this, there's a good chance that you love music, you love blogs, and you especially love watching 
Today, the Isabella Stewart Gardner Museum in Boston launches the first Creative Commons-licensed online program from an art museum. The classical music podcast 

TO ENTERTAIN friends and neighbors in a New York apartment house, a group of professional radio performers operates a unique basement "broadcasting" station. Every Friday and Sunday evening, led by Les Paul and Earnie Newton, they go on the air from their homemade soundproof studio near the furnace room. Programs go to all the apartments through a two-wire ground and aerial system which had been built into the structure and previously never used. The control room is in a closet on the second floor. Frequently, "big-name" musicians drop in to lend a hand, and guest announcers whose voices are heard regularly on nation-wide hook-ups have fun taking turns at the basement microphone. Even "Static," the apartment-house cat, occasionally goes on the air with amplified purrs and meows.
Here's a little Flickr-set HOWTO for printing a one-shot mini-zine that's folded out of a single sheet of paper, with
I just finished reading "Changeling," the new young adult fantasy by Delia Sherman, and it reminded me of just how much I love "contemporary fantasy" stories that bring fairy-tales forward into the present day. Changeling's eponymous heroine is Neef, a human girl who is being raised in New York's Central Park by fairy folk. But this isn't Central Park as we know it -- this is the Central Park of New York Between, an over-the-rainbow parallel to New York, where the fairy folk of the world have converged, where German gnomes rub shoulders with Russian Kazni peris, Japanese Tenukis and Closet Monsters out of New York's own mythology. Also populating this world are fictional characters, like Water Rat from Wind in the Willows -- any character beloved and archetypal enough to become part of our folklore.
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The Che'ney shirt mashes up Dick Cheney and Che Guevara -- made me laugh, then wonder why this hadn't been done already!
Typically carriages which no longer serve the travelling public are taken to pieces, the metals separated and the various parts disposed of, some into landfill. In the past there has been little demand for reusing them by converting them into unusual work or play spaces but Tom Foxcroft, who has set up Village Underground and approached Tube Lines about recycling carriages, has identified a use which benefits the environment and community.
After Mr Jalopy posted on Hoopty Rides about his adolescent passion for little racecars made out of trapezoidal erasers, his readers treated him to photos of their own "e-racers" -- the entries are really amazing. These are way better than Matchbox.
Jeff Diehl: So Joel, are you suggesting that people should stop
pursuing the details of various kinds of possible conspiracy?

Barnaby Whitfield, my deeply twisted pastel artist pal, has a new solo show opening on Friday at Brooklyn's 31GRAND gallery. (Previous BB posts about Barnaby
This is good information. The next time I'm threatened by an agitated, cane-wielding, dementia patient, I'm going to shoot him with that dart of Thorazine I keep concealed in my
British authorities aren’t sure what to make of the artist who is creating graffiti by cleaning the grime of urban life. The Leeds City Council has been considering what to do with Moose. "I’m waiting for the kind of Monty Python court case where exhibit A is a pot of cleaning fluid and exhibit B is a pair of my old socks," he jokes.
Artist Lisa Petrucci's toy-filled house was featured in Seattle Dream Homes.
This handsome cookie jar in the shape of an emotionally-agitated, fez-bedecked primate will set you back just $42.95.
Amy Crehore: "Little-known while alive, except for an article in "Yankee Magazine" circa 1962, Morton Barlett was a reclusive Boston bachelor who made meticulously detailed, half-size, painted plaster figures of mostly teenage girls and a few boys. He also created and sewed outfits for each one and then documented his creations in realistic settings by taking B&W photos of them. The unique thing about his art was that these figures expressed complex emotions in their faces and gestures."
Here's Amy Crehore's painting, "Roaming Tomcat Rag," which will be part of the upcoming
Eyewitnesses say they saw a tall skinny man, wearing a black trenchcoat and a mohawk haircut, walk into the cafeteria carrying a large gun. He apparently fired several shots...

Holly Phillips and I will co-edit Tesseracts Eleven, the next volume of the award-winning anthology series for Canadian science fiction and fantasy, founded by Judith Merril. We're open to public submissions from Canadians and Canadian residents, in either French or English, at lengths up to 7,500 words. The deadline is December 31, 2006.


This paper presents a fully independent security study of a Diebold AccuVote-TS voting machine, including its hardware and software. We obtained the machine from a private party. Analysis of the machine, in light of real election procedures, shows that it is vulnerable to extremely serious attacks. For example, an attacker who gets physical access to a machine or its removable memory card for as little as one minute could install malicious code; malicious code on a machine could steal votes undetectably, modifying all records, logs, and counters to be consistent with the fraudulent vote count it creates. An attacker could also create malicious code that spreads automatically and silently from machine to machine during normal election activities--a voting-machine virus. We have constructed working demonstrations of these attacks in our lab. Mitigating these threats will require changes to the voting machine's hardware and software and the adoption of more rigorous election procedures.

Radar has posted a photo-essay on the fetish-clubs of Tokyo's red-light district, where you can hire out fantasy rooms inhabited by brides, unsuspecting subway riders, anime characters who jump on the bed and giggle, Nascar babes, or whatever tickles your fancy.
Last spring someone affixed a hand-written sign to a lightpost at the intersection of Fellowship Road and Church Street. I thought to myself “I better get a picture of that before it gets taken down, there’s no way the town’s going to leave that up there.” I never did take that picture, and the never did take down the sign. It stayed all through the winter, even after the writing had faded away. This spring the sign was upgraded to a laminated computer print out. It was obvious that the sign was here to stay.
InAnimate stickers ($4/sheet) contain eyeballs, mouths and other cartoon facial features for you to stick onto your coffee-cups, staplers, phones, and other inanimate objects to give them the appearance of gleeful life. The stickers are removable, letting your reconfigure the staring faces around you on a whim.




This Dutch TV report hosted by Ruud Elmendor covers two Kenyan men in wheelchairs (they lost the use of their legs due to polio) who have started a mobile pay-phone business, using phones attached to their chairs. They started the business as an alternative to begging, which is difficult due to police rousts; however, operating an unlicensed wheelchair phone is also subject to police hassles.
Mars Hill wrests future converts searching for identity and purpose from the dominion of available sex and drugs that still make post-grunge Seattle a countercultural destination. Driscoll promises his followers they don't have to reprogram their iTunes catalog along with their beliefs -- culture from outside the Christian fold isn't just tolerated here, it's cherished. Hipster culture is what sweetens the proverbial Kool-Aid, which parishioners here seem to gulp by the gallon. This is a land where housewives cradle babies in tattooed arms, where young men balance responsibilities as breadwinners in their families and lead guitarists in their local rock bands, and where biblical orthodoxy rules as strictly as in Hasidism or Opus Dei...
The Hannukit is a tiny, high-speed menorah made out of a piece of aluminum that you load with up to nine wooden matchsticks and set alight -- for people who like their holiday prayers fast.
I was surfing the article on Lonelygirl15
In this video, a monkey protects his cat pal from a chicken poking around. The soundtrack is the sweet song "J'Taime" as sung by Jane Birkin and Serge Gainsbourg.
I love the video of this flyswatting device. So simple and ingenious.
The article, despite its five-page length, is impressively shallow, almost ignoring the ideas in my new book entirely, to concentrate on semi-salacious details of my personal life. I learnt, to my surprise, that I have “buck teeth,” and some undefined similarity to Austin Powers. The article has that seamy tabloid vibe of scandal, sin, and shadowy disgrace. Perhaps the best thing about it is the Matt Mahurin illustration of me facing myself as forked-tongue serpent [shown here].
Here's a scan of a 1938 German book called Der Giftpilz (The Toadstool), that was designed to brainwash youngsters to become anti-Semites.
I loved the idea behind the Pong Clock and I've wanted to make my own watch for a while now... combine those two things, and I've got a start at the Pong Watch. This is just an electrical prototype - the hard part will be making the watch case and then squeezing all the electronics in there. The display is a small (1.2") 96x64 yellow-and-white OLED display. OLEDs are neat because only consume power proportional to the number of pixels that are turned on -- for a game like pong, that's a relatively small 1-2% of the display, so the power requirements are pretty small. Plus, the high contrast looks great with a game like this. I haven't worked out the power budget in detail yet, but hopefully I can get a day's use out of the watch, and then recharge the battery each night. The charger would also automatically set the time, so there will be no need for buttons on the watch.
Small photo gallery of funny photos using paper money.
"Little People: Little hand-painted people, left in London to fend for themselves" is a demented art-project in which tiny metal miniature people are posed in various London environs and photographed. Weirdly compelling and way awesome.
Ten years in the Valley, and all Murray Swain had to show for it was a spare tire, a bald patch, and a life that was friendless and empty and maggoty-rotten. His only ever California friend, Liam, had dwindled from a tubbaguts programmer-shaped potato to a living skeleton on his death-bed the year before, herpes blooms run riot over his skin and bones in the absence of any immunoresponse. The memorial service featured a framed photo of Liam at his graduation, his body was donated for medical science.