A fluttering flickering cloud of white flakes falling on the apparition

[sovay]

The ending of this week was slightly eaten by someone else's medical for a change, but everyone is alive and well and if not living in New York, at least some of us are going there next week to see The Gang's All Here (1943). Carmen Miranda. Busby Berkeley. Lots of fruit. If Wittgenstein didn't watch this film after one of his lectures at Cambridge, his biographers have been misleading me for years. I'm just not sure the Film Forum will allow us to bring in pork pies.

Today was mostly quiet, which was fine. I slept nearly ten hours and even had dreams I could recall: one was stupid and involved finding a bathing suit, but the other was about a three-person lesbian/genderqueer band I'm actually sorry doesn't exist. I think the drummer was hitting on me. In the afternoon, I went over to gaudior and rushthatspeaks' and did not watch the next episode of Due South (1994–1999), because the television remote refused to be found even in the box marked "OMG SO FRAGILE" and "NO SQUISHING," but they offered me pancakes and showed me the weird little fort on Prospect Hill which overlooks Union Square; the wind breaks over it as if off the sea, which is why my hair is still very snarled. There were trees growing all round the second terrace, just breaking into white, very sweet-smelling blossom. We have no idea what kind they were, but I climbed over the rail and broke a branch for Lila. It is not the fault of trees everywhere that I will always associate May blossom with the Mari Llwyd.

(Someone of M. John Harrison's acquaintance actually made a Mari. Unsurprisingly, it freaks me out exactly as much as I imagined from Silver on the Tree (1977). The fact that Harrison had it haunt one of the protagonists of Light (2002) kind of hacked my brain.)

Cowboys & Aliens (2011) is exactly what it says on the tin.

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[asakiyume.livejournal.com]

Between the fort overlooking Union Square and the little park by North Station, I'm thinking I'm going to have to start bookmarking your entries for a Hidden Sites of Greater Metropolitan Boston book. Or pamphlet, at the very least.

[mrbelm.livejournal.com]

A bock away from my house and you didn't stop to say hello?

[cucumberseed.livejournal.com]

but the other was about a three-person lesbian/genderqueer band I'm actually sorry doesn't exist.

I think I have an image of what they would look like if they were in my head (all dapper and adorable) and that they would sound a little like Mammal Club...

[steepholm.livejournal.com]

made a Mari

"First, catch your dead horse..."

[selidor]

Unsurprisingly, it freaks me out exactly as much as I imagined from Silver on the Tree (1977). The fact that Harrison had it haunt one of the protagonists of Light (2002) kind of hacked my brain.)

Those are beautifully disturbing art images. I'm exceedingly glad there's someone else for whom Light was a nightmarish wait for a dancing chase with red-ribbons-afly and the ghost-tide coming in.

[ashlyme.livejournal.com]

That Mari is awesome! If only pantomime horses looked like that... I need to re-read Light; I still don't know whether I love that novel.

Is the June Tabor track a PJ cover?

[moon-custafer.livejournal.com]

(Checks calendar) Oh good, May Day isn't this Monday* but Tuesday of the following week - if in the Toronto area, be aware that Morris dancers will most likely be in the parking lot at High Park around dawn.

*I'm starting a temp job tomorrow, and doubt I could risk any detour through the park while on my way to a place I've never been before.

[snowy-owlet.livejournal.com]

Oh I was going to make a comment about how Cowboys & Aliens was just the kind of stupid I wanted, but then I looked at the Mari after having listened to an hour-long show about Sitting Bull, and now my head is full of all the horse bones I kept finding when I visited Pine Ridge.

[ajodasso.livejournal.com]

I love Due South Seasons 1 and 2, but I fear I never warmed to the new Ray who kicked in with Seasons 3 and 4 (which results in me ignoring those two seasons entirely).

I'm likely to be in/around Harvard Square on Wednesday, so, as per usual, if you fancy tea or lunch, just drop me a line :)

[cucumberseed.livejournal.com]

I missed the Mari the first time through this post.

EEP.

[ap-aelfwine.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry for the ending of the week, but glad everyone is alive and well.

I'm glad you slept and had dreams you recalled.

It's interesting there's a weird little fort--is that a fort in the military sense, or a fort-like construction of indeterminate use?

Cowboys & Aliens (2011) is exactly what it says on the tin.

Indeed. What did you think of it? Or is it better not to ask?