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Inside Man

One of the nicest facets of Spike Lee’s Inside Man is that it smokes less like a joint and more like a high-concept heist thriller–that’s a compliment, by the way. The past couple of years I’ve allowed myself to soak in some of Lee’s seminal films, which he refers to as ‘joints’, and frankly, haven’t [...]

The Smell of Rain

City rain falls in East Los Angeles. It’s a smell that brings memory of ozone, but there’s something dirty about it, like it’s been through a cloudbank of pure pollution. This is LA, so that’s probably it. I step out from the gated yard and clop clop clop to my car, noticing the odor. It’s [...]