We are now on our third day of waiting for the plumber to come and fix the water in our bathroom. We have hot water again. We just don't have any kind of water out of all the taps we're supposed to. It's a bit of a problem. I watched three movies yesterday while the plumber stretched out into the long shadow of Godot. [edited 2019-12-30 17:22: The plumber arrived! He fixed the problem! The explanation was gross, but our shower and our bathroom sink both work now!] Today there is freezing rain rattling against the windows and I'm working. Have some links.
1. I have known for years that Powell and Pressburger's Oh . . . Rosalinda!! (1955) is widely considered a hot mess of Technicolor and Strauss, but I am still overjoyed to discover it's finally gotten a restoration and with any luck, region codes being what they are, it will play at some art house where I can actually get to it, since it remains one of the very few of their movies I've never seen. This gifset only confirms my feelings. I hope Anton Walbrook and Michael Redgrave were having an affair.
2. I had never seen the video for Annie Lennox's "God Rest Ye Merry, Gentlemen." As soon as the guisers with their top hats and drum and their masks of the moon showed up, I e-mailed![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
nineweaving so fast.
3. Courtesy of a whole bunch of people: Amanda Marcotte, "Hallmark movies are fascist propaganda." "The very fact that they're presented as harmless fluff makes it all the more insidious, the way they work to enforce very narrow, white, heteronormative, sexist, provincial ideas of what constitutes 'normal.' It's easy to spot fascist propaganda when it's goose-stepping Pepe-the-frog memes. It's a lot harder to notice how it's working when it's tied up in Christmas cheer and suggesting grinchhood of anyone who questions the rigidity of its worldview."
4. I like this photo of Barbara Wright taken by Annemarie Schwarzenbach in 1937. I also like photos of Annemarie Schwarzenbach.
5. Courtesy ofhandful_ofdust: a gifset of Peter Cushing as Harry Fordyce in Cash on Demand (1961).
For the last night of Hanukkah, my parents gave me my own print copy of Cyril Hare's Tragedy at Law (1942), which is much better than reading it off the internet thanks to Canadian copyright law.spatch just texted me that Norma Tanega and Neil Innes have both died, which is not better at all.
1. I have known for years that Powell and Pressburger's Oh . . . Rosalinda!! (1955) is widely considered a hot mess of Technicolor and Strauss, but I am still overjoyed to discover it's finally gotten a restoration and with any luck, region codes being what they are, it will play at some art house where I can actually get to it, since it remains one of the very few of their movies I've never seen. This gifset only confirms my feelings. I hope Anton Walbrook and Michael Redgrave were having an affair.
2. I had never seen the video for Annie Lennox's "God Rest Ye Merry, Gentlemen." As soon as the guisers with their top hats and drum and their masks of the moon showed up, I e-mailed
nineweaving so fast.3. Courtesy of a whole bunch of people: Amanda Marcotte, "Hallmark movies are fascist propaganda." "The very fact that they're presented as harmless fluff makes it all the more insidious, the way they work to enforce very narrow, white, heteronormative, sexist, provincial ideas of what constitutes 'normal.' It's easy to spot fascist propaganda when it's goose-stepping Pepe-the-frog memes. It's a lot harder to notice how it's working when it's tied up in Christmas cheer and suggesting grinchhood of anyone who questions the rigidity of its worldview."
4. I like this photo of Barbara Wright taken by Annemarie Schwarzenbach in 1937. I also like photos of Annemarie Schwarzenbach.
5. Courtesy of
handful_ofdust: a gifset of Peter Cushing as Harry Fordyce in Cash on Demand (1961).For the last night of Hanukkah, my parents gave me my own print copy of Cyril Hare's Tragedy at Law (1942), which is much better than reading it off the internet thanks to Canadian copyright law.
spatch just texted me that Norma Tanega and Neil Innes have both died, which is not better at all.
