Andrew Bartholomew

@abartholomew.com

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Indie consultant to founders and their teams. Amateur photographer and printmaker. abartholomew.com

Chart of enplanements per capita, rising from a peak of 200 per 1,000 per month in mid 2000 to 225 in mid-2024.
Sleepless in Seattle
A Walmart Instagram ad selling 10 ounces of platinum.
The Cremator, 1969 The pathetic insecurity hidden behind condescension, the neuroses laundered into delusions of grandeur, creeps hanging by their fingernails to any association, any detail at all, that they can claim as an achievement. Men picking at their petty resentments like so many scabs, mistaking them for battle scars. The instincts of the worst to identify these insecurities and exploit them with flattery and bullying, tricking the weak-minded into parroting falsehoods and killing non-believers so they can feel like they’re strong. Certainly none of this felt familiar in the year 2025, no sir, not one bit!
Last four: Barry Lyndon Harold and Maude The Third Man Jackie Brown
"The artsiest entries fell prey to this telling showiness, too. RaMell Ross’s “Nickel Boys” is based on Colson Whitehead’s unflinching novel about the horrific, sometimes fatal, abuse of Black boys in reform school. Ross splices the action with historical footage, clips from the nineteen-fifties race film “The Defiant Ones,” and the skewed sunlight of sentimentality, smothering the story with a clutter of pointing arrows. His experiments with first-person-P.O.V. camera feel like a strained effort to literalize a plot twist that Whitehead manages with far more subtlety and poignance—and in the third person, by the way."