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Monday, December 3, 2007
Film Fare Thee Well, Mercury.
Posted by on Mon, Dec 3 at 1:43 PM
In a bit of news that will no doubt disappoint my massive fanbase (hi Mom!), I regret to inform you that I will no longer be writing about film for the Portland Mercury.
I could talk about the specifics of it—no doubt boring you with the ins and outs of the Mercury offices, or the politics of the Portland film scene—but I won’t. I’ll just say that the Mercury’s managers have simply found someone better for my job, and, upon arriving at work this morning, I was informed that today would be my last day.
With that bit of awkwardness out of the way, I’d like to introduce you to the Mercury’s new film editor, Sandee Westgate.
More reviews from Ms. Westgate are here, here, and here.
I leave you, dear readers, in Ms. Westgate’s capable hands, and I look forward to hearing her take on Criterion’s upcoming DVD rerelease of Bergman’s Wild Strawberries.
UPDATE: No, I’m not actually leaving. Sorry, Mercury readers—you’re stuck with me for a while. Probably until either (A) Ms. Westgate actually applies for my job, or (B) Matt Davis finds out what I’ve been doing to his coffee mug every morning for the past six months, at which point he’ll likely break into my apartment and kill me in my sleep.
Comments
Are you really leaving or just looking for an excuse to post that fantastic, erudite review?
Sorry to hear you're leaving, Erik. Good luck to you.
Your post made me realized something though... it's past 2pm, and not only are there not 20 innane blog posts from Matt Davis yet today, but there are no blog posts at all from him. Is it too much to hope that he got the same pink slip that Erik unfortunately got?
Those inner-office topless pillowfights you and I used to have are suddenly going to be a whole lot more interesting.
Inanity is under-rated.
Hah! See there is a Matt Davis post. Who said he wasn't on the blog today.
Can we ask, Erik, if you had bodacious ta ta's like hers, would you still be employed?
Hmmmm wants to kiss Matt. Why don't you buy him some flowers, take him out to dinner and get it over with?
No! You were the token comics nerd, Erik! You can't leave! Who's going to protect us from Matt Davis?!
Erik: Why are people obsessed with me? This is YOUR post!
It's amazing how much cultural sway mammary glands can grant in a Web 2.0 America.
I don't know which is worse: this or the unexpected resignations of book-hot Emily Gould and pudgy yet muscular mentor Choire from Gawker.
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A: The best part is where she "accidentally" slaps herself in the ass.
B: I would guess you could give her a dvd with a 90 minute long fart and she would review it well. To her credit, so long as there was someone hot to look at (think Jessica Alba) and maybe Will Smith was the one farting.