Incidentally [the British Museum] is the best place in London to lose an acquired or embarrassing umbrella. It costs no more than the pain of carrying off a brass disc; and that's not all loss, for there is one special pattern of slot machine in which these discs perform miracles.
—T.E. Lawrence, from his introduction to Richard Garnett's The Twilight of the Gods and Other Tales (1924)
Apologies for the lack of recent content. For the last four days, I've been sick with a stomach flu: it has not been so much fun. I seem to have had a norovirus, which my mother somehow misheard as "Norway Flu." This instantly gave me and![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
fleurdelis28 an image of little rat-Vikings paddling ferociously up the Charles, spreading plague and Wagner wherever they went, and that would have been immensely cooler than the reality.
I need to be more efficient about my movie posts. TCM has been saving my sanity lately, such that in the last couple of weeks I've seen The African Queen (1951) for the first time, a double feature of The Manchurian Candidate (1962) and The Spy Who Came in from the Cold (1965), both of which I love, and back in mid-January an odd comedy-metamovie called Paris When It Sizzles (1964) with William Holden and Audrey Hepburn. Not to mention The Life and Death of Colonel Blimp (1943), whichrushthatspeaks and nineweaving came over to watch on Tuesday before my digestive system decided it despised me. I will either catch up on all of them or I won't . . .
( Sic transit gloria Candy. )
—T.E. Lawrence, from his introduction to Richard Garnett's The Twilight of the Gods and Other Tales (1924)
Apologies for the lack of recent content. For the last four days, I've been sick with a stomach flu: it has not been so much fun. I seem to have had a norovirus, which my mother somehow misheard as "Norway Flu." This instantly gave me and
fleurdelis28 an image of little rat-Vikings paddling ferociously up the Charles, spreading plague and Wagner wherever they went, and that would have been immensely cooler than the reality. I need to be more efficient about my movie posts. TCM has been saving my sanity lately, such that in the last couple of weeks I've seen The African Queen (1951) for the first time, a double feature of The Manchurian Candidate (1962) and The Spy Who Came in from the Cold (1965), both of which I love, and back in mid-January an odd comedy-metamovie called Paris When It Sizzles (1964) with William Holden and Audrey Hepburn. Not to mention The Life and Death of Colonel Blimp (1943), which
rushthatspeaks and nineweaving came over to watch on Tuesday before my digestive system decided it despised me. I will either catch up on all of them or I won't . . .( Sic transit gloria Candy. )
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