Reel Wild Cinema (1995-97)
The Mid-Nineties were a time of relative ease, strangely, on the American landscape. Despite race riots, political scandals, the uprooting of cultural mores, and the gradual emergence of mass casualty violence in the form of domestic terror and school shootings, it was, by and large, still a period where American preeminence was unchallenged, a fixity on the world stage, one that could be relied upon. I lived in a little blue house, under a vast, sprawling Midwestern blue sky, at the edge of farm fields and on a street with well-clipped lawns. And I thought I was PUNK.
