I am a lass who alas loves a lad who alas has a lass loves another lad who once I had in Canterbury
Yesterday I did almost nothing at all, which considering how much interaction my last four to six days involved (my God, it's like a social life) was actually fine. I had a voice lesson. I watched some Caprica (2010). I got paid for a poem. I proofread a book.
Today was also quiet: I met Matthew Timmins in Porter Square and we got lunch in the form of sushi from Miso Market (very tasty, befitting their nice writeup in the Boston Globe) and talked for hours about a variety of things not limited to alternate histories or umbrellas and including his unpublished, terrific novel, which took off the top of my head over the weekend.
rushthatspeaks called while we were discussing either family geographies or Paranoia, but I called them back on the bus.
I came home and seem to have celebrated this year's Valentine's Day by watching The Ladykillers (1955) and eating pizza. I can't tell what conclusions to draw from that, except that Criterion should put out a box set of Sandy Mackendrick. Alec Guinness plays a wonderful Alastair Sim.
Today was also quiet: I met Matthew Timmins in Porter Square and we got lunch in the form of sushi from Miso Market (very tasty, befitting their nice writeup in the Boston Globe) and talked for hours about a variety of things not limited to alternate histories or umbrellas and including his unpublished, terrific novel, which took off the top of my head over the weekend.
I came home and seem to have celebrated this year's Valentine's Day by watching The Ladykillers (1955) and eating pizza. I can't tell what conclusions to draw from that, except that Criterion should put out a box set of Sandy Mackendrick. Alec Guinness plays a wonderful Alastair Sim.

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Technically he's playing Professor Marcus, but Professor Marcus is clearly being played by Alastair Sim. It's actually rather astonishing: there's not much of a structural resemblance between them, but the fastidious lowering of the eyes, the toothy smile—the voice—are perfect. There must have been several inches in height between them, but Guinness even manages that overhanging crane of Sim's. End result: Sim kept running into people on the street who told him how much they'd liked him in that Ealing film with the little old lady and the crooks.
What have you seen him in? He is my definitive Ebenezer Scrooge, but I also love him in Green for Danger (1946), Cottage to Let (1941), and honestly wherever else I find him.
Ding dong! Ding dong! DING dong! DIIIIING DONG! Four bells in the tower of Bray! Dingdong. Dingdong. Ding. Dong. Diii--iii--ing--donnnng.
Sorry, I've got this one already! It's been in my head since Matthew's novel. A stray line in one of the early chapters snagged it. Doomed.
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Oh! And I have no idea if this is accessible in the US, but supposedly there's a BBC miniseries from the sixties of Cold Comfort Farm with Sim as Amos Starkadder. ("There'll be NAE BUTTER IN HELL!")
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Yes! I've never seen the whole thing; I've seen pieces. It's actually great.
Oh! And I have no idea if this is accessible in the US, but supposedly there's a BBC miniseries from the sixties of Cold Comfort Farm with Sim as Amos Starkadder. ("There'll be NAE BUTTER IN HELL!")
Funny you should mention Cold Comfort Farm—I was just given a DVD of the 1995 film tonight!
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Whatever shall we do, O Lord,
When Gabriel blows o'er field and river,
Fen and desert, mount and ford?
The Earth may burn, but we will quiver.
I want to introduce this to my shape-note group but I'm not sure how they'll take it.
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It's on my list. I keep hoping it will come around on TCM.