Greetings and salutations, I’m Kyle.
I’m twenty, and I love cinema, as you can see. My tastes are fairly varied. I’m rather neurotic, very self-effacing, extremely sarcastic, and yet mild mannered and naïve. I thoroughly enjoy writing, primarily non-fiction satirical essays (a la David Sedaris) and film reviews. I aspire to become a professional film critic. I’m a hopeless romantic, a bit pedantic, and there’s really not much else to say. I go to the University of Hartford, where I study cinema, and where everyone in my film classes hate me.
My sense of humor is as dry as Death Valley. I get weird cravings for food in the middle of the night, so sometimes I think I might be pregnant. Probably carrying the spawn of Satan. Laying on my bed doing nothing is something I feel should be allowed on my resume. That and my Twitter skills.
What am I doing with my life? Surviving as a freshman at the University of Hartford, pursuing a degree in film snobbery. Trying to slowly dismantle the patriarchy and all that jazz. President of my university film club and VP of the LGBTQ club on campus.
The goal is to move to New York and work as a film critic. Also, because I want to eat, I’d also like to work as a photographer. I’ll probably end up as a teacher.
I also work as a freelance film critic. Free being the operative word. But, yeah, I write a lot.
Some things about me:
Cinephile. Bibliophile. Logophile. Germaphobe. Anal retentive. Neurotic. Hopeless romantic. Writer. Critic. Confidant. Snob. Grammar Nazi.
Snarkoleptic. Thief of joy. Crusher of dreams. Holder of grudges . Haver of opinions. Passionate cineaste. Accidental queer activist. Amateur critic. Professional snob.
With more neuroses than a psych textbook.
The relationship I have with my mother is documented in Xavier Dolan’s I Killed My Mother.
Here are some places I write:
- IndieWire’s /Bent
- Movie Mezzanine
- The Black Maria
- Under the Radar Magazine
- Sound on Sight
Check out my Tumblr here.
See my top favorite films here.
Peruse my Twitter feed here.