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A dime novel hidden in the corn crib?
1. I did in fact cheer up from watching Alex Cox's Revengers Tragedy (2002) on Saturday night, and on Sunday afternoon I took my mother to see The Avengers (2012) for a very belated Mother's Day. (Previous attempt thwarted by norovirus or something.) I should make some kind of post about the latter film, but it is the kind of week where I don't want to make any promises. We leave early on Friday and I still have all sorts of errands I need to get out of the way, like making myself shop for clothes suitable to a summer wedding. (The degree to which I hate clothes shopping cannot be overstated.) Yesterday morning I put on my broad-brimmed hat and hiked out in the rain to visit the dentist. Further bulletins as events warrant.
2. My reading for the past couple of days has been terrific: Christopher Frayling's Mad, Bad and Dangerous? The Scientist and the Cinema (2005), Valeria Belletti's Adventures of a Hollywood Secretary: Her Private Letters from Inside the Studios of the 1920s (ed. Cari Beauchamp, 2006), and the first volume of Larry Marder's collected Beanworld (2009). Now I have a pair of plays by David Mercer, Cousin Vladimir (1978) and Shooting the Chandelier (1977). I should probably save them for the train, but I suspect they won't survive unread that long.
3. From the man who brought you the Prune of Tomorrow: further commercials of Stan Freberg. ("Another terribly adult cereal from General Mills . . .") I am also very fond of this one for Zagnut.
4. This is a timesink. The most recent post is atypically timely and not so much with the vintage pin-ups—I've just finished reading a burlesque magazine from 1956, a flapper magazine from 1922, and a sort of stage-door gentleman's magazine from 1900. Courtesy of![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
derspatchel, who is currently memorizing jokes out of Captain Billy's Whiz Bang.
5. This is as good as the Onion.
Errands. Or at least laundry.
2. My reading for the past couple of days has been terrific: Christopher Frayling's Mad, Bad and Dangerous? The Scientist and the Cinema (2005), Valeria Belletti's Adventures of a Hollywood Secretary: Her Private Letters from Inside the Studios of the 1920s (ed. Cari Beauchamp, 2006), and the first volume of Larry Marder's collected Beanworld (2009). Now I have a pair of plays by David Mercer, Cousin Vladimir (1978) and Shooting the Chandelier (1977). I should probably save them for the train, but I suspect they won't survive unread that long.
3. From the man who brought you the Prune of Tomorrow: further commercials of Stan Freberg. ("Another terribly adult cereal from General Mills . . .") I am also very fond of this one for Zagnut.
4. This is a timesink. The most recent post is atypically timely and not so much with the vintage pin-ups—I've just finished reading a burlesque magazine from 1956, a flapper magazine from 1922, and a sort of stage-door gentleman's magazine from 1900. Courtesy of
derspatchel, who is currently memorizing jokes out of Captain Billy's Whiz Bang.5. This is as good as the Onion.
Errands. Or at least laundry.
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In his case, I suspect they were there to begin with . . .
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...he says, before scrolling down the page a bit
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I'm told the weather in the Outer Antipodes is lovely this time of year.
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Conveyed. I still think we are better off planning for Saturday, not least because I am not the world's most diurnal person, either, and I am sleeping even less this week than last.
(To be fair, I didn't have to stay up that extra forty-five minutes last night listening to radio drama, but it was really fun.)
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I am going to spend eight hours on a train on Friday: I can't spend it all sleeping. I'll see what I can do.
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I think I am now officially the last person on the planet who hasn't managed to see The Avengers.
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I want to give it at least a short writeup. It was great.
(It also produced, in conversation with
I think I am now officially the last person on the planet who hasn't managed to see The Avengers.
Nah, neither Rob nor my brother has managed it yet. It is worth your time, although my favorite of the recent cycle remains Captain America, followed suprisingly by Thor.
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Gee whiz! That's swell.
*ducks*
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So's your old man!
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I was not terribly enamored with Highway Patrolman, but Revenger's Tragedy had the right combination of humor and pathos that I expect out of my jacobean plays set in post-apocalyptic London.
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It's still the only film by Alex Cox I've seen—I had prior commitments the night of Repo Man and this weekend, when he'll be presenting Straight to Hell Returns in person, I'll be out of state. At least there are DVDs?
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I wanted to see it on a big screen! I'm sure the Coolidge or the Brattle will screen it sometime.
Was Straight to Hell Returns a sequel to the original.
Apparently it's an edit.
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I hate clothes shopping as well. I hope all goes well.
Thanks for sharing the commercials, and the timesink!
5. This is as good as the Onion.
Indeed it is.
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I figure if I'm losing hours off my life . . .
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THERE ARE NOT ENOUGH ALL-CAPS IN THIS WORLD TO EXPRESS HOW MUCH I THINK YOU SHOULD WRITE THIS THING.
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THERE IS ALSO TOM HIDDLESTON AND MARK RUFFALO. BE OF GOOD CHEER.
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I'm glad Revenger's Tragedy cheered you.
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So far, no luck with clothes, but I keep trying.
I'm glad Revenger's Tragedy cheered you.
The print had burned-in French subtitles! It was awesome!