In case you’re wondering, the culture is proceeding apace… …and every blissfully goofy idea will someday have a home on the Interweb. There’s more where that came from. (Due credit: This was brought to my attention by someone else.) Continue reading Come let’s mix where Rockefellers walk with sticks
It is television’s biggest night, a night to honor the finest achievements of a medium that is continuing to grow and prosper. For all the darts that can be justifiably thrown at the systematic support of individuals who crave celebrity … Continue reading And the drinks have been drunk, and the ships have been sunk
Just about a year ago, I noted that I was happily and proudly letting a long-term subscription to Entertainment Weekly lapse. Earlier this summer, they lured me back with a rate so low that I half expect the subscription to … Continue reading All in Color for Two Dimes
Twenty-sixth in a a series. (Due credit) Continue reading Just like a doll, I am one foot tall, but dolls can’t see anyway
Revenge is a dish best served cold. And on the sidewalk. Almost fifty years after the master of suspense dealt the avian community a P.R. blow, they finally retaliate. (Due credit: this was brought to my attention by someone else.) Continue reading A thumbnail sketch, a jeweler’s stone, a mean idea to call my own
Because some days all you need is to turn up the volume… Continue reading You’ll get those plain hot potatoes to satisfy your appetite
Admittedly, it’s now been a while since I’ve spent time in radio, but I don’t remember anyone dressing like this: Maybe I was hanging around the wrong stations. (Due credit: This image is from a book clearly filled with wonders, … Continue reading When you’re oozing in the disco, well then nothing seems to matter
Dark Passage (Delmar Daves, 1947). This passable film noir is probably most notable for a storytelling gimmick that keeps the face of star Humphrey Bogart obscured for a good chunk of the film’s running time. He’s plays a man who claims he was wrongfully accused of murdering his wife. He escapes from prison and hides out in San Francisco, eventually getting some backroom plastic surgery to change his appearance. That’s when he starts to look like Bogart, so the lead up puts the star in shadows, covers his face in bandages, and, for significant stretches, employs a subjective camera technique … Continue reading Argento, Daves, Joffe, Judge, Moses
You think you had a rough day? Believe me, it could’ve been rougher. There’s more where that came from. (Due credit: I first found out about it elsewhere.) Continue reading I’m just a penny on the train track waitin’ for my judgment day
Dear Facebook: I know your vast reach in the social networking field means that you have an abundance of information at your non-corporeal fingertips, but please refrain from providing me with knowledge that, frankly, I’d rather not have. I’m not … Continue reading An Open Letter to Facebook
Coffee for Two 