And when she's singing, you see that she can't
Well, last night was a horror of sleeplessness having nothing to do with native insomnia and everything to do with being repeatedly woken on a night when I had been trying to sleep specifically to make up for not doing so. Have some links.
1. I had no idea there ever had been a 1930 Broadway play of Grand Hotel preceding the 1932 Hollywood movie. Absolutely nobody in it appears to have transferred to the film except Raffaella Ottiano (which I now suspect explains why her equivalent character in the 1989 musical is named Raffaella rather than Suzette). Sam Jaffe looks perfect as Otto Kringelein. If I couldn't get Buster Keaton, I'd have gladly accepted him.
2. Courtesy of
skygiants: my new favorite Bletchley Park story. "The mistake led to a moss specialist being deposited into one of the most intense covert operations of the war."
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mooncustafer: "Franz Kafka's Part Time Job."
4. Courtesy of
larryhammer: Thomas Bailey Aldrich, "Sea Longings."
5. Currently on internal repeat for reasons unknown to me: Theodore Bikel's "The Kretchma." I love how he can shrug and play a guitar at the same time.
Prior to the sleeplessness,
spatch and I made Monte Cristo sandwiches for dinner and they were great. No powdered sugar was involved, but I recommend the use of cinnamon and nutmeg in otherwise unsweetened egg batter. We even got back from the grocery store in the rain before our paper bags melted.
1. I had no idea there ever had been a 1930 Broadway play of Grand Hotel preceding the 1932 Hollywood movie. Absolutely nobody in it appears to have transferred to the film except Raffaella Ottiano (which I now suspect explains why her equivalent character in the 1989 musical is named Raffaella rather than Suzette). Sam Jaffe looks perfect as Otto Kringelein. If I couldn't get Buster Keaton, I'd have gladly accepted him.
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5. Currently on internal repeat for reasons unknown to me: Theodore Bikel's "The Kretchma." I love how he can shrug and play a guitar at the same time.
Prior to the sleeplessness,

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Frankly, as Kringelein, he's adorable. It appears to be impossible to link images directly in this database, but I recommend zooming in on this one.
I really wish he had talked about his career in my presence, but as far as I can remember, he never did.
I wish he had, too. He was in the Broadway production of Got fun nekome that got shut down! (And the original stage play of The Jazz Singer, but again not the film.)
He's pretty hilarious in I Bury the Living, speaking in an almost unintelligible Scottish brogue and annoying the increasingly freaked-out protagonist with his intermittent singing.
Oh, my God, fine, I'll see this movie.