I went to the East Village to get a massage the other day and boy, was it needed. I got my legs stretched out and twisted around in a million directions and a bunch of really bad knots rubbed out of my back. It was so relieving, in my current gnarled-up state, that I think my chest literally started to hurt when I realized the massage was going to be over in a few minutes. Lately when I go get massages the masseuse always asks me why I'm like this at my age. It kind of scares me that they ask me that because I actually don't see any near end to this bout of workaholism, nor my OCD typing at the computer. Trying to focus on "getting better" the next two months... seeing various doctors...

Anyway... I'm writing another article for Theme Magazine (www.thememagazine.com) for the first time in a while, a profile on a talented filmmaker/fellow alum named Jinoh Park who just made his first feature.

Jinoh has made several shorts in the past that went to Sundance and Cannes, including:

and

Request, which is about a boy who wants to remain with his mother's body as it's being prepared for a funeral.

Also, we finally set up a page for my good friend Eun-ah Lee, so go visit her if you can! A kickass cinematographer.