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Can't you see the resemblance?
Went tonight to see Clara Bow in It (1927)1 at the Coolidge Corner Theatre, with a live score written and performed by students from the Berklee College of Music. It was delightful. It's very much a silent screwball comedy, but pre-Code, so you have unwed mothers whom the film does not condemn and frank talk of kept women and Clara Bow so clingingly wet from going over the side of a yacht, she's less decent than naked by the time she climbs up onto the anchor and grins fondly down at the man she loves, splashing back and forth without seeing her until she drops a high-heeled shoe on him. I had never seen her before, the famous "It girl." I was reminded of Louise Brooks, although I think the combination of Pandora's Box (1929) and Lulu in Hollywood (1982) has imprinted me on Brooks in ways that haven't happened so far with Clara Bow. But there is something of the same quality of not caring, whether you look at her, whether you like her, what you think of her life. I hope they liked one another's work anyway.
Earlier in the afternoon, I met![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
nineweaving for BerryLine and the purchase of more used books than either of us had planned. The clerk at the Harvard Book Store looked at the name on my debit card and asked if I'd ever had work published in Goblin Fruit, which she had been reading for a project I wish I'd had more time to ask her about. She was enthusiastic. I can't remember that ever happening to me before. (Being recognized by your con badge does not count.) More, please.
I do not know what I have to say about the news of Bin Laden, except that it was strange when I heard it fromfleurdelis28 last night and the celebrations trouble me; I have heard the argument that a lot of the feverish dancing in the streets was college-age kids celebrating what feels to them like the end of a war that has defined all their adult lives, but I very much doubt that it is. And ten years does not make a Troy.
I like knowing, though, that they still stop the presses these days.
1. Not to be confused, apparently, with It! (1966), starring Roddy McDowall, Jill Haworth, and a golem. It looks terrible. I'm probably going to have to see it.
Earlier in the afternoon, I met
nineweaving for BerryLine and the purchase of more used books than either of us had planned. The clerk at the Harvard Book Store looked at the name on my debit card and asked if I'd ever had work published in Goblin Fruit, which she had been reading for a project I wish I'd had more time to ask her about. She was enthusiastic. I can't remember that ever happening to me before. (Being recognized by your con badge does not count.) More, please.I do not know what I have to say about the news of Bin Laden, except that it was strange when I heard it from
fleurdelis28 last night and the celebrations trouble me; I have heard the argument that a lot of the feverish dancing in the streets was college-age kids celebrating what feels to them like the end of a war that has defined all their adult lives, but I very much doubt that it is. And ten years does not make a Troy.I like knowing, though, that they still stop the presses these days.
1. Not to be confused, apparently, with It! (1966), starring Roddy McDowall, Jill Haworth, and a golem. It looks terrible. I'm probably going to have to see it.
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Wow! That's really excellent!
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I was extremely startled and equally pleased!
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Nine
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A book of dreams!
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"...Being the Somnambulic and Only Vaguely Thematically Connected Narratives of Ye Pyrate Coasts of Two Braines."
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It was terrific. I've seen live music for silent films only a couple of times—mostly the Alloy Orchestra—but I liked this score so much, I wrote to the Coolidge to see whether Berklee had made a DVD with it. (They hadn't.)
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There are sometimes Halloween showings of Dracula and similar with live organ in Philly. I should go to one, instead of just thinking I'll go every year but not doing it.
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Oh, nice. I've never actually heard a cinema organ!
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I come out of lurking on your LJ to share a story of the Magic of the Harvard Bookstore--
Some years ago, I was in the Harvard Bookstore and saw that a book by someone I dislike on the remainders table. I said to myself, "The book of my enemy has been remaindered/And I rejoice" and someone standing nearby quoted the rest of that stanza (http://web.cs.dal.ca/~johnston/poetry/bookofmyenemy.html).
Now that Bob Slate's is gone, the Harvard Bookstore is one of my last remaining magical places.
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I'll try to post in advance next time; I wasn't sure until quite late whether it would work out. It was part of a regular program, though—The Sounds of Silents—so you should look for the next one when it's announced!
Some years ago, I was in the Harvard Bookstore and saw that a book by someone I dislike on the remainders table. I said to myself, "The book of my enemy has been remaindered/And I rejoice" and someone standing nearby quoted the rest of that stanza.
That is awesome. I had never read that poem before. Thank you.
Now that Bob Slate's is gone, the Harvard Bookstore is one of my last remaining magical places.
Agreed: anything happens to them, I fire Cambridge.
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I'm firing Cambridge anyway; McIntyre and Moore's is closing.