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Ginsberg Would've Mourned Lohan if He Could

Today while shooting ReelerTV, Time Out NY critic Joshua Rothkopf and I got into an extended discussion (sure to be chopped in editing) about the Tragedy of Lindsay Lohan. The subject was the release of her new film I Know Who Killed Me this Friday. Our conversation ended about one hour before I heard the news that Lohan had relapsed her way into another drug- and alcohol-related arrest. I was as bummed as I can get about these things, which is to say: I reset my watch to anticipate cinema's next vanquished talent.

And then I saw this, via Spout Blog:

Apparently, its creator Erin is an indie filmmaker upstate ("aspiring" filmmaker? I dunno, this is the best movie I've seen today) who has extolled the catharsis of Mumblecore and has been busy with Christ knows what else on her well-populated YouTube home page. But to reimagine Allen Ginsberg's Howl as a eulogy to today's featured lost soul who was "labeled 'firecrotch' by an oil dilettante looking for a headline"? Well, that's just some kind of genius. Sad genius, true, but hey, it's a day of mourning as far as I'm concerned. Anyway, I'm with Erin, as you should be, too. We've got a long tabloid slog ahead of us.

UPDATE: Fuck Ginsberg -- no one signals the magnitude of this crisis better than Beaker. Yeah -- that Beaker. (H/T: Defamer)

Posted at July 24, 2007 2:55 PM

Comments (2)

They could've shown pictures of a brick wall, so long as it had Chuck Mangione playing...

Enough of Lindsay and Paris. Surely we have more important things to talk about other than these lost souls. They have too much money and not enough self control. Shame on them both.

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