Irrationality: Tread Lightly by Rebecca S. Rea This article has been archived in RedFence Print Edition One, available now in the Store.
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to my nitty gritty city by Rebecca S. Rea i love you at dawning day the smell of alleyways and roses in my armsi love you at just-before-twilight how that cat’s light horizon illuminates your palms i love you from the overpass graffiti and ghetto blasts in LA you look down to see the stars […]
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Best Wine for . . . Girls Who Hate Wine by Rebecca S. Rea I am not a lush. My version of getting sloshed involves one martini glass of fruity-flavored liquor drowned by Sierra Mist or Coke. This said, wine and I are not usually on speaking terms. One fine April evening, however, I was […]
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How Grand by Rebecca S. Rea When a musical duo forms in the lofts and parks of Brooklyn, playing to audiences of friends and family, it has to accept a few bumps (amplifiers precariously balanced on sofas) and not-so-ideal situations (recording an album in an unheated Vermont farmhouse) along the way. So, Matt Johnson and […]
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Director: Iain Softley Starring: Brendan Fraser, Andy Serkis, Eliza Bennett Rotten Tomatoes: 39% The 2 o’clock critics: Titus Gee Joel Champagne Ben Ross Rebecca S. Rea Mary Smith Brian Fox Rachel Deveau
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Show Me Your Monsters and I’ll Show You Mine by Rebecca S. Rea Psychoanalysts should give this a try: Create a Rorschach test, then have the patient consider deeply the meaning hidden within its forms…and doodle the bejeebers out of it! Stephan G. Bucher of 344 Design, uses a similar technique to exorcise his own […]
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A Car Called Wanda: Part Two by James Roland The heat gauge never rose past halfway. The thing is, when the heat gauge is broken, this means absolutely nothing. It also means that, when you have a slow radiator leak, your car engine can explode while driving 75 mph on the I-5 Freeway. No power, […]
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