There was a car in the ocean off of Suicide Bridge

[sovay]

My poem "Green and Dying" is now online at Ideomancer. It's my first publication there, and possibly the only science fiction poem I've ever written. I have to thank Josephine Tey for the initial inspiration.

There was a total eclipse of the moon tonight, but the overcast was such that I only saw it dimly around seven o'clock, when the earth's shadow was mostly indistinguishable from, well, clouds.

Before the eclipse, rushthatspeaks and nineweaving and I watched A Matter of Life and Death (1946). It was sort of the opposite experience from The Tales of Hoffmann—which I loved rather more than I had expected to, while I liked A Matter of Life and Death somewhat less than I had hoped—but I did love some of the images, like the moving stairs and their ancient statues, where Abraham Lincoln is as weatherbeaten as Plato, and the fact that the plot can be explained in mystical and medical terms simultaneously. I suspect that somewhere among the stars Marius Goring's Conductor 71 and Edward Everett Horton's Messenger 7013 (Here Comes Mr. Jordan, 1941) gloomily compare notes on their respective debacles. And I really cannot hate any movie that reminded me of both Euripides' Alkestis and Stephen Vincent Benét's "The Devil and Dan'l Webster," but it was still weirdly Hollywoodlike for an Archers film. I will have to think more about it.

On the other hand, I really, really liked Breaker Morant (1980), which I taped off TCM yesterday and watched with my family in the evening. Previously I had known Edward Woodward only as the father of Peter Woodward, with whom I was familiar from J. Michael Straczynski's short-lived Babylon 5 sequel Crusade. (They did appear together in one episode. Yes, I'm a geek.) As it turns out, of course, he's immensely cool in his own right. And has a beautiful singing voice.

I need to bake hamantashn.

Comments

[larryhammer]

I rilly liked Breaker Morant when I first saw it. I should rewatch it sometime.

---L.

[ap-aelfwine.livejournal.com]

At least you saw the eclipse. I'd meant to go outside and look, but was too busy banging out a concert review. Or perhaps more accurately staring at the screen and trying to make myself bang out the review.

Congrats on the pub. Nice poem there.

Hope you get the hamantashn baked soon, and enjoy them.

[poliphilo.livejournal.com]

I've always thought Edward Woodward should have had a big film career, but it never happened and he had to settle for being a TV star instead.
Breaker Morant is a great little film.

[alankria.livejournal.com]

I wonder if I saw a bit of that eclipse last night. I was out walking at about 10.30 or 11pm last night, UK-time, and I glanced up and thought the moon looked a little odd. Damn. Wish I'd looked at it more, now.

Great poem. And well done for getting it published in Ideomancer, they're so pretty. :)

[kayselkiemoon.livejournal.com]

hamantashn! scrumptious stuff; I must learn how to make one of these days.

And I really cannot hate any movie that reminded me of both Euripides' Alkestis and Stephen Vincent Benét's "The Devil and Dan'l Webster"

now that's intriguing. *wanders over to look at film up* I've been meaning to see The Red Shoes and The Tales of Hoffmann for a while now.

[watermelonpoet.livejournal.com]

Your sun
died in her eyes so long ago.

:)

[setsuled.livejournal.com]

but it was still weirdly Hollywoodlike for an Archers film.

That squares with what I mostly hear about that movie. It's the Archers movie I've been least eager to see. I still mean to see it eventually, though.

Did you watch The Sorcerer's Apprentice included on the Tales of Hoffmann DVD? I just watched it last night--beautiful sets and costumes, but apparently it was edited down from Powell's original thirty minute cut, and it has a distracting, redundant narration.

[xterminal.livejournal.com]

Previously I had known Edward Woodward only as the father of Peter Woodward, with whom I was familiar from J. Michael Straczynski's short-lived Babylon 5 sequel Crusade.

...which makes it obvious that you have yet to see The Wicker Man. Naughty girl.

I'd mail you mine, were 104-minute copies not so damnably hard to find in America.

[seajules]

That's a beautiful poem. The imagery is gorgeous.