Check out my web page for schedules, reviews, and running tallies on this year’s QFest. My goal is to update it daily before my first film, but a long night before an early weekend film may cause some lag. For up-to-the-minute information, follow me …
This year I will continue to tweet movie and event reviews along with general festival goings-on. The official hash tag this year is simply #qfest, so please remember to tag when you tweet about the festival so all fest-going Twitterers can see.
Many of the films this year have trailers, so check them out if you’re undecided from the blurbs in the guide.There don’t seem to be many changes in the website itself this year. It’s perfectly functional, although I do miss the social media features when B-Side hosted it.
Philadelphia has a diverse food scene, but sometimes a boy just needs to stick to the basics. As much as I love variety in food (and “other things”) I had no trouble hitting pubs with lunch partners three days in a row:
Best food goes to Good Dog. The duck pot pie is excellent by itself but not quite filling. That’s an excellent excuse for a side of crumbly butter-slathered blueberry cornbread.
Best brew goes to Chocolate Yeti. Rich, dark, and heavy but not too thick in the nose or on the tongue. I must admit, I had two and was feeling the 9.5% ABV on our stroll along the absolutely amazing Race Street Pier 11 Park (which words or pictures cannot do justice).
Honorable mention to Race Street Cafe for getting back on track with their fries. Some kitchen staff changes led to a period of fry inferiority, but they’re back in running for best fries–a competition almost as fierce as the years-running win-win Burger Wars that escalated into open conflict this year on the streets (and grills) of Philadelphia [2011 Burger Brawl].
The only sour note was Boddingtons is no longer on tap at Moriarty’s. I’d normally rate it a solid B, but the canned experience was underwhelming; I’ll have to pay more attention to the draught list next time.
Dan Savage has an interesting hypothesis about anti-gay arguments based on the false premise that it’s a choice around 09:30 into this web-only interview with Keith Olbermann: The people making these argument are gay or bisexual people who have chosen to be closeted and deny their own natures.
The idea that the loudest homophobes have issues with their own sexuality is nothing new, but it’s a fascinating possibility that they argue being gay is a choice because they themselves have chosen to deny their own sexuality. They want it to be a choice as a framework for their own self-delusion, and their vitriol against the out and proud is a mix of jealousy and a real threat to the rationalization they use as a coping mechanism.
Even so, I can’t feel much sympathy for such people. They cause as much harm–maybe more–than people like Santorum who use gay rights as a hot-button issue for political or financial gain. I just hope that increasing gay visibility now inoculates future generations against hurting themselves and others because of lives constructed on such faulty premises.
Oh, Internet! Yet again you have brought me something seemingly tailor-made for my personal insanities. Take a sheep, some carnivalesque music, and add effects that make this beast seem less like Mary’s little lamb and more like the Scape-sheep of Azathoth …
UPDATE 03:02 — This is not the artist’s only glimpse into an electro-pop Lovecraftian nightmare. There is also this: The Cows of Cthulhu get down in the Meadows of Madness …
One of the (ahem) dark spots on Pennsylvania history was electing nut-job Rick Santorum to the United States Senate. Apparently he had his own dark spot–with Spot–before that. Rachel Maddow brings us this story of the Frothy Mix’s first “man on dog” encounter …
Ricky Gervais shows off his new Easter card on The Daily Show with Jon Stewart in this webclip. As the newest face for Atheism, Gervais could have greater influence than other public atheists to date. His working-class heritage and ability to speak to emotion as a comedian won’t set off the knee-jerk anti-intellectual reaction that Dawkins evokes in the people we most need to reach.