It is time to keep your appointment with the Wicker Man

[sovay]

I just learned that Christopher Lee has died.

The jackhammers came back this morning; I am desperately tired.

I wish I had a copy of Hammer's Dracula (1958). Or the 99-minute cut of The Wicker Man (1973).

[edit] Wait, what the hell, Ron Moody also died? What am I supposed to do now, double-feature the British occult with The Twelve Chairs (1970)? Why do I always think he had something to do with Carol Reed's A Kid for Two Farthings (1955) when he didn't? Dammit, I only ever saw him in two movies and I miss him. I cannot recommend having the soundtracks to The Wicker Man and Oliver! running in your head simultaneously.

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[kore]

That was a major bummer, but the obits kind of cheered me up in a weird way, because my God, if he didn't have a full life, nobody has. But still, very sad.

[sovay]

That was a major bummer, but the obits kind of cheered me up in a weird way, because my God, if he didn't have a full life, nobody has.

Agreed! Neither of them died untimely. I'm just sorry somehow, anyway. I liked knowing they were in the world.

[martianmooncrab.livejournal.com]

Anne Meare died the 25th of May too.

We have new construction in our neighborhood, and when they get to the roof portion, its just unbearable.. they start at 7 and go go go. Nail guns are noisy.

[gwynnega]

Also Ornette Coleman died.

I am sorry the jackhammers have returned.

[nineweaving.livejournal.com]

Amazing lives, venerable ages, both of them--but damn.

Nine

[ladymondegreen.livejournal.com]

Whoever runs the afterlife repertory company must be putting on a heck of a production.

Alas.

[cucumberseed.livejournal.com]

Death is frustrating as jackhammers.

That's a very singular amalgamation of music...

[sovay]

Amazing lives, venerable ages, both of them--but damn.

Dying in one's nineties is a lot more normal than other ways, I agree. I'm just sorry they're out of the world.

"Considering I set out to be a sociologist, I think I've really done quite well."

[sovay]

Anne Meare died the 25th of May too.

I saw. I understand deaths in close proximity are the natural consequence of so many people existing on the same planet, but some weeks it just feels superfluous.

We have new construction in our neighborhood, and when they get to the roof portion, its just unbearable.. they start at 7 and go go go. Nail guns are noisy.

Ew. I am so sorry. I woke up once with roofing going on right over my head. It was not the best way I've ever been awakened.

[sovay]

Also Ornette Coleman died.

derspatchel told me! And Dusty Rhodes, too, apparently.

I am sorry the jackhammers have returned.

Thank you. Maybe they'll stay away tomorrow? Maybe if I strew rowan all across the street?

[sovay]

Whoever runs the afterlife repertory company must be putting on a heck of a production.

Hey, Christopher Lee could sing. I like your theory.

(I wonder how Ron Moody felt about heavy metal.)

Alas.

Yeah.

[sovay]

Death is frustrating as jackhammers.

That is a good way of putting it.

That's a very singular amalgamation of music...

Hey, it got the main theme of The Magnificent Seven (1960) out of my head, where it had been residing for days—I'm grateful to it.

[ethelmay.livejournal.com]

They had such entirely different voices. I wish I could hear them do a duet.

I'd have thought it would be difficult for someone six foot five to be a spy, but apparently Christopher Lee managed. I was just thinking what a great premise that would be for a novel, or possibly a series of novels -- someone trying to track him down long after the war and saying, wait, he's an actor now? he's playing Dracula? WTF?

[sovay]

I'd have thought it would be difficult for someone six foot five to be a spy, but apparently Christopher Lee managed.

Yes! I associated him with the SOE, although the obituaries are telling me RAF Intelligence. And famously once corrected Peter Jackson, from experience, on the sound a person makes when unexpectedly stabbed in the back.

I was just thinking what a great premise that would be for a novel, or possibly a series of novels -- someone trying to track him down long after the war and saying, wait, he's an actor now? he's playing Dracula? WTF?

Please let me know if you write this novel; it sounds wonderful and I would read it.

[ethelmay.livejournal.com]

I think ideally the spy would not actually have been briefed on what Lee was like, and was judging him by his very ordinary first and last names, figuring he was likely to be a smallish, insignificant-looking fellow. Little Mr. Lee. And then the jack pops out of the box coffin...

[sovay]

judging him by his very ordinary first and last names, figuring he was likely to be a smallish, insignificant-looking fellow. Little Mr. Lee. And then the jack pops out of the box coffin...

JUST WRITE THIS ALREADY.

[martianmooncrab.livejournal.com]

roofers arent as pretty as the woodpeckers.