And your eyes like smoke and your prayers like rhymes

For reasons I will go into in the near future, tonight I feel the need to remind myself why I like Sir Anthony Hopkins. This quote will do nicely. “I became an actor but I still don’t feel that I’m a part of this profession. I never have — 50 years I’ve been doing it. … It’s nice to get a knighthood but in the end it’s just the same old face in the mirror getting older and older — you have to shave every morning and you look at your face and think: this is it, this is the … Continue reading And your eyes like smoke and your prayers like rhymes

Like a thief in the night see the world by candlelight

This time of year, I wind up devoting an awful lot of time to bloated awards shows, often shows that I’m not even interested in except for their suspected influence on the ceremony I can’t resist. Turns out I should just learn to wait, because some enterprising soul is bound to come up with a more compact version. (Posted simultaneously to “Jelly-Town!”) Continue reading Like a thief in the night see the world by candlelight