The Hyperbody Diaries

I had a look at the prices for a Taipei-Paris return ticket and I could only gasp. The prices have more than trippled. Coming back to take c...

The past weeks went by standing still. Looking back, the only impression I have is of a stagnant black void. Some of the time was occupied w...

November is Noirvember!  My CinéSalon home festival goes on. A few noir and neo-noir classics for the month. That genre has always been a fa...

Second and last screening of Ròm yesterday at the Golden Horse Festival. I still kept the hope alive that, by some divine intervention, it w...

The dream last night involved - again, as so often these days, my parents. I was in Paris and my mother was to fly back. Back to where I can...

Dream in music last night.  It started with a scene in Dennis' living room. His Pinoy friends were there and he wanted me to play the ne...

The first time - and only time I met aunt Phi Lê was thirty years ago, when I went to Vietnam for the very first time. It was my birthday gi...