The Earth has lost its last great dictator
R.I.P. Milo O'Shea, a man with great eyebrows and a way with a rape piano. I saw him first as the owlish-eyed Friar Lawrence in Zeffirelli's Romeo and Juliet (1968), but I remember him most vividly from Barbarella. This is probably unsurprising on some level. I have never heard that the 1966 Ulysses is a great adaptation of the novel, but I still want to see it someday.
I do not want to requiescat Iain Banks while he's still making personal statements, but I don't like this one. I still need to read The Crow Road (1992).
handful_ofdust, have a 1985 interview with Peter Cushing. Starlog has just gone up at the Internet Archive.
I do not want to requiescat Iain Banks while he's still making personal statements, but I don't like this one. I still need to read The Crow Road (1992).
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A... what?
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(But that's a fair question.)
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Have you read Whit? Please tell me you have and I can lend it to you if not.
Also, Milo O'Shea. ... it has not been the best day, has it.
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It could really have used some work.
(I have not read Whit. You should lend it to me.)
Love.
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Damn.
Nine
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Oh. Barbarella. A-ha. Yes, there can be no other term for it. That scene would be a lot less fun if Jane Fonda wasn't so skilled at acting dim yet unfazed.
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I know it has a canonical name, but I am incapable of thinking of the Excessive Machine as anything other than the rape piano. The term may be
That scene would be a lot less fun if Jane Fonda wasn't so skilled at acting dim yet unfazed.
And the fact that when Milo O'Shea starts yelling in disbelief ("What kind of girl are you? Have you no shame?"), she doesn't look the slightest bit ashamed, just disappointed that the machine's caught fire around her—it's not her fault it didn't go up to eleven after all.
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Yeah, and then today Roger Ebert and Ruth Prawer Jhabvala, so I got nothing.
(I did not know there was a good opera on The Crucible. I will have to check it out.)
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I love The Wasp Factory; I could never get into any of his science fiction. Do you have any you consider particularly good gateway drugs?
And I'd live in the Culture sooner than I'd live anywhere else.
Why?
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And as to why: limitless resources, extended lifespans, body-mods and gender-swapping, a galaxy full of adventure and change... Who wouldn't? The Culture is all about learning what it means to be human when the drudge of work is gone and everything is mutable, accessible, on offer. It's a kind of socialist utopia, with very very sharp edges.
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Thanks for the Cushing link! As always, I'm impressed by the way that he dedicates a paragraph and a half of it to listing off all of Christopher Lee's amazing qualities, including his abilities as a mimic. As Steve said: "Now I want to hear Lee doing Cushing."
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It's a very good statement, and it is good to know a person can rise to the occasion. I just object to the occasion.
"Now I want to hear Lee doing Cushing."
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D'Oh! When what he meant was MIMICRY, obviously...;)
Actually, I just sketched out part of the Dracula/Van Helsing knock-down drag-out for "The Narrow Bed" Part Two, and that's definitely going to end up getting conjugal. Horribly damaging, but conjugal. The great part about vampire-on-vampire is you don't really have to worry, because whatever you do to each other, it'll pass
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Read that.
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There's a shelf of (mostly M.) Banks books that need to travel in December from NZ back to where-ever all the other books will be living by then. I remember The Crow Road as disturbing as anything, and evocative.
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I like the sound of both of those things.
Also, yeah.
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That was the novel I discovered him with: I love it. The other is what was surprising to me.
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I'm sorry to hear about the state of Iain Banks' health, although I admire the way he's responding to it.
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"Well, at least he gets twenty-four hours' notice. That's more than most of us get. All most of us get is, 'Mind that bus!'–'What bus?!' Splat."