Emiliano Garcia-Sarnoff

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Former busboy, Japanese hair model and TV salesman Emiliano Garcia-Sarnoff is a writer living in Santa Fe, New Mexico. Homeless at 13, functionally illiterate at 18, Emiliano somehow (affirmative action for people hampered by bad grades) got into UC Berkeley, where he graduated with honors (if not honor) in an interdisciplinary program he pretentiously entitled "Language, Cognition and Social Theory." After a brief stint as an investigator at a law firm where Emiliano was essentially a male Erin Brockovich, the California native quit his job and hit rock bottom in a scene that involved roommates, nudity, tears and police officers. This prompted his move to Santa Fe, where SFR took mercy on him and gave him a gig writing about film. Emiliano now consistently wins Honorable Mention in uncompetitive journalism competitions.

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Stories by Emiliano Garcia-Sarnoff

Divide and Conquer

This summer’s movies can be separated into three categories, provided one is willing to make up three bullshit categories and put this summer’s movies into them.

Rape Goes Pop

You probably have been here before. The Last House on the Left is a remake of Wes Craven’s 1972 film by the same name, which was in turn based on the Oscar-winning, 14th century-set, fable-like and vastly superior The Virgin Spring by Ingmar Bergman. The setup for all of these films is profoundly simple: A virginal girl is raped and her attackers, by a twist of fate, seek refuge with the girl’s parents, who learn of the crime and exact revenge.

In Memoriam
Kurt Kuenne has received thousands of letters and e-mails thanking him for the film, as well as festival awards and standing ovations. He has also seen long lines of people simply waiting to hug David and Kathleen Babgy, two of the film’s principal subjects.
Tricky Dick: Dick, Tricky
A film that questions our acceptance of a placebo for justice.
A crisis of Faith
Doubt arrives during a fortuitous collective crisis in confidence. Along with the jobs, the blood and the billions, so too has a great deal of doubt’s counterpoint, trust—that intangible psychological stuff—oozed up into the ether, poof, gone.
Liberty's Ruse
There is a way in which film is the reverse of literature, image as opposed to word. But film and literature are, of course, also part of a continuum.

In few films is this relationship more pronounced than I’ve Loved You So Long.
Lactose vs. Intolerants
Milk is exceptionally well-directed—it displays near-perfect dramatic tone and masterful synthesis and fluidity—by Gus Van Sant. It’s unfortunate that the new biopic about the first openly gay man to be elected to public office in the US couldn’t have come out sooner: it could have made a difference on the fate of Prop 8
Crikey
They don’t make ’em like this anymore. Thank God. Australia is worse than you think.
Twice Bitten

Two based-on-the-best-selling-novel vampire movies—one stars adults but is aimed at 12-year-olds, the other stars 12-year-olds but is aimed at adults—have arrived simultaneously. Good news for those who want nothing more than a sip of somebody’s blood.

Hot/Cold
SFR's winter reversal ratings of how temperature rocks the cinematic world. Or something.