At last she got acquainted with a rambling mad playactor
Apparently if permitted to sleep, my body thinks it should be allowed to do it again. I napped this afternoon and am contemplating further adventures in napping this evening. It's inconvenient in terms of a day, but on the other hand my sleep debt was old enough to vote in the last election. Have some links.
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moon_custafer: Keith Moon fills in for John Peel in 1973. The musical choices are clever and more surf-inflected than I would have guessed and the interstitial sketches are deranged. Eleven out of ten, no notes. "Here it is once again, for those of you listening, in color."
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selkie: clips from this weekend's semi-concert performance of Jesus Christ Superstar at the Hollywood Bowl starring Cynthia Erivo as Jesus. The effect is not unlike Nina Simone's "Pirate Jenny" (1964). Also queer af.
3. With incredible timing, the Harvard Film Archive has just announced this winter's series of Columbia 101: The Rarities, meaning that anyone in the Boston area who actually wants to hit themselves with None Shall Escape (1944) will have two chances on 35 mm including the first night of Hanukkah. I plan to be there. Several other titles of interest I have never seen, or never seen in a theater. Especially since this spring took my plans for Noir City Boston out at the knees, wish me luck.
4. Of the minimal amount of television I watched as a child, nearly all of it was brought to me by the Corporation for Public Broadcasting and viewers like you. My mother has begun to refer to the incumbent of the White House with epithets as out of Homeric epic, of which "starver of children" is currently the strongest: bodies, minds, future. The earthquake swarm around Akrotiri subsided earlier this year, but everyone I know feels like Thera and counting.
5. A whole lot of people sent me the newly published Sumerian myth and it does make me very happy.
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3. With incredible timing, the Harvard Film Archive has just announced this winter's series of Columbia 101: The Rarities, meaning that anyone in the Boston area who actually wants to hit themselves with None Shall Escape (1944) will have two chances on 35 mm including the first night of Hanukkah. I plan to be there. Several other titles of interest I have never seen, or never seen in a theater. Especially since this spring took my plans for Noir City Boston out at the knees, wish me luck.
4. Of the minimal amount of television I watched as a child, nearly all of it was brought to me by the Corporation for Public Broadcasting and viewers like you. My mother has begun to refer to the incumbent of the White House with epithets as out of Homeric epic, of which "starver of children" is currently the strongest: bodies, minds, future. The earthquake swarm around Akrotiri subsided earlier this year, but everyone I know feels like Thera and counting.
5. A whole lot of people sent me the newly published Sumerian myth and it does make me very happy.

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I hope you can go! That's a great selection of movies, I'd love to see Ladies In Retirement and The Glass Wall on a big screen! (I've just found out that a local museum is screening a bunch of classic westerns this month including High Noon and Shane--I'll try to make it!)
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Thank you! The Glass Wall is definitely in the plans—it's right after None Shall Escape on my list of never-in-theaters and I might as well double-feature it with The Killer That Stalked New York. For movies I have not seen in any format, Address Unknown, The Brave Bulls, Ladies in Retirement, and Gunman's Walk are currently looking the best. I understand I cannot just camp out at the HFA for five weeks, but it's so tempting. There's even some stuff in here I had just never heard of, like the pre-Codes.
(I've just found out that a local museum is screening a bunch of classic westerns this month including High Noon and Shane--I'll try to make it!)
Wishing you the same luck! That sounds great. I have definitely never seen Shane on the big screen. (I feel like there's a fifty-fifty chance my parents took me to High Noon at the Brattle in high school.)