And every time we get burned, if we don't die, we grow wise

[sovay]

For those who have not yet seen the news, Readercon is going virtual this year. I miss book-browsing in person so badly. It is the right choice.

I am still sick and not enjoying it at all, but last night I dreamed about hanging out with Ralph Richardson. He liked my poetry. I'm glad my subconscious is getting the memo.

I am delighted by the fact of Ernest Thesiger vs. slumlords.

Comments

[sovay]

Somehow, I’m not entirely surprised.

It didn't strike me as out of character! I was just made very happy by it.

(the story goes that if asked about his combat experiences he’d only say “Oh my dear, the dreadful noise and the dreadful people,” as though describing a sub-par stay at a seaside resort)

Camp is such a magnificent mode of communication.

[moon_custafer]

It can also be a form of stiff upper lip.

[sovay]

It can also be a form of stiff upper lip.

Yes; that's one of the things I meant.

[ashlyme]

That's the kind of stiff upper lip I like.

[sovay]

That's the kind of stiff upper lip I like.

There are ways in which Way Out West (1930) is not at all a good movie, but William Haines is so good in it and it's such a showcase for the multivalent uses of camp that if by some quirk of chance it crosses your TV horizon, I'd recommend it. Also, as noted in comments, this is William Haines:

[ashlyme]

Don't mind me if I go mildly weak-kneed here? Not many could carry off the cravat-and-jumper combo.

[sovay]

Don't mind me if I go mildly weak-kneed here? Not many could carry off the cravat-and-jumper combo.

Take all the time you need. That come-hither eyebrow hasn't stopped working in ninety years.