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If we can't face it, we can't escape it
When I finally fell asleep last night, I had nightmares about not sleeping. How unnecessary is that?
1. Yesterday at my cousins' letter-writing party we were talking about how weird it feels to be nostalgic for the twenty-four-hour news cycle. The revolving door has just hit Scaramucci on his way out. At least we will be spared further self-aggrandizing references to "The Mooch," since everyone in this household knows that honorific is reserved strictly for Autolycus and his appealing, sidling, innocent advances on other people's plates, but even so. That was a lot faster than I'd expected.
2. Jeanne Moreau and Sam Shepard have died. For years he looked to me like Chuck Yeager in The Right Stuff (1983); I saw her first, of course, as Catherine in Jules et Jim (1962). I will have to find something to watch for the memory of each of them. [edit: I just saw someone on Facebook refer to The Right Stuff as "definitely a guys' movie." Oh, come on. I loved that movie as a child: I think any kid who wanted an astronaut costume for Halloween in fourth grade would. All I can think of is Silverberg, describing another author's style as "ineluctably masculine." Do you want Tiptree? Because that's how you get Tiptree!]
3. I am reposting this picture of Billy Haines because I think it's amazing. Circa 1932, according to Getty Images:
My entire head feels jumbled. Maybe I will test-drive this concept of napping on the couch.
1. Yesterday at my cousins' letter-writing party we were talking about how weird it feels to be nostalgic for the twenty-four-hour news cycle. The revolving door has just hit Scaramucci on his way out. At least we will be spared further self-aggrandizing references to "The Mooch," since everyone in this household knows that honorific is reserved strictly for Autolycus and his appealing, sidling, innocent advances on other people's plates, but even so. That was a lot faster than I'd expected.
2. Jeanne Moreau and Sam Shepard have died. For years he looked to me like Chuck Yeager in The Right Stuff (1983); I saw her first, of course, as Catherine in Jules et Jim (1962). I will have to find something to watch for the memory of each of them. [edit: I just saw someone on Facebook refer to The Right Stuff as "definitely a guys' movie." Oh, come on. I loved that movie as a child: I think any kid who wanted an astronaut costume for Halloween in fourth grade would. All I can think of is Silverberg, describing another author's style as "ineluctably masculine." Do you want Tiptree? Because that's how you get Tiptree!]
3. I am reposting this picture of Billy Haines because I think it's amazing. Circa 1932, according to Getty Images:
My entire head feels jumbled. Maybe I will test-drive this concept of napping on the couch.
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I don't even think so! He will vanish into the deep time of pop culture, unparodied and unmarked!
[edit] Just to raise the schadenweirdness ante: "Anthony Scaramucci erroneously listed as dead in the new Harvard Law alumni directory."
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I linked it once in the comments, but it deserved wider sharing. (Whenever you get around to it, enjoy. I am behind on writing up so many films.)
I know: he looks a bit like an older version of one of my nephews!
You've got some good-looking nephews!
Nice direct gaze
It's the sort of challenging come-hither look I do not associate with star portraits of the '20's or '30's, even the ones that are looking out at the viewer. It's the pose as well as the eye contact. I'm just extremely impressed.
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Great!
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Very.
Sometimes I will get up, get dressed, get ready for work -- and then be woken up by my alarm, having only dreamed the forgoing, and feeling not at all rested.
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I hate those!