Days are just drops in the river to be lost always
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Author: Dan Seeger
Let’s get together and talk about the modern age
Noah Baumbach has certainly been going to some dark places with his most recent efforts, at least his most recent directorial efforts. He’s also been collaborating with Wes Anderson, co-writing the screenplays on The Life Aquatic with Steve Zissou and … Continue reading Let’s get together and talk about the modern age
Fraker, Hood, Wilder, Yeatman, Zinnemann
Stalag 17 (Billy Wilder, 1953). This unlikely comedy set in a Nazi prison camp has a more famous echo that showed up on CBS around twelve years later. It’s not hard to see why someone might think this could turn into a nifty recurring show. The hook about prisoners of war who’ve cooked up their own unique society in captivity, complete with schemes to dupe the guards and cobbled together contraptions to better hide their small luxuries, is further enlivened by the colorful nature of the characters, a common result when Wilder’s is one of the names on the screenplay. … Continue reading Fraker, Hood, Wilder, Yeatman, Zinnemann
With good friends you can’t lose, this could become a habit
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One for Friday: Scruffy the Cat, “My Baby She’s Alright”
There was a lot that I didn’t know about music when I arrived at my college radio station. Without knowing that a microphone with a broadcast capabilities was my destination, I’d spend the prior year or two cramming. I subscribed to Rolling Stone (in part, because Paul Schaffer told me to), I listened to the one local radio station that treated the release of a new R.E.M. record as an event, I stayed up late on Sunday nights to watch MTV’s 120 Minutes. Without really knowing it, I was researching, trying to understand the secret life of music that scooted … Continue reading One for Friday: Scruffy the Cat, “My Baby She’s Alright”
Top Fifty Films of the 90s — Number Thirty-Nine
#39 — Barton Fink (Joel Coen (and Ethan Coen), 1991) More than any other filmmakers, the nineties were all about the Coen brothers. At least that’s what it was like for me. There were more influential directors, to be sure, and … Continue reading Top Fifty Films of the 90s — Number Thirty-Nine
Can’t get started, need a little motion
I have rebounded from my annual weekend of research and debauchery a little more quickly than I did in recent years. However, I still sit here a few nights later feeling like I have so many things that I need to regain the mentally energy for, specifically reading and writing. To provide a little extra kick to myself, I’ll pledge that tomorrow I’ll continue with our latest countdown. Because everyone knows that once you roll the preview you have to run the feature. Continue reading Can’t get started, need a little motion
I want your psycho, your vertigo stick, want you in my rear window
12th Place
The team that I am part of, the legendary Cakers, finished this year’s edition of the World’s Largest Trivia Contest in 12th place, a fine achievement considering 419 teams participated. There will be more words in the future, when my brain is less like oozing, overwarm jelly. Continue reading 12th Place
Quite unexpectedly, I’m suddenly quite fond of the book that accompanies this odd image: Fifty hours down, four to go. Another amazing weekend. Continue reading
