Mr. O'Toole's performance in the epic 1962 film earned him overnight fame and established him as one of his generation's most charismatic actors.
R.I.P., Mr. O'Toole. You'll always be Don Quixote to me.
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Mr. O'Toole's performance in the epic 1962 film earned him overnight fame and established him as one of his generation's most charismatic actors.
R.I.P., Mr. O'Toole. You'll always be Don Quixote to me.
Just in case you're unsure about what to get me for Christmas....
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, JEFF!
Let's all celebrate by stammering seductively.
Oh My, Oh My Rockness
If you're not already signed up for Oh My Rockness' weekly emails, you should get on that, if only to experience their awesome intros. (Of course, the actual show listings are pretty great too - especially with all the free summer shows right now.) Usually the intros just make me giggle, but this one from July 25th was pure poetry:
Line! List! Hurry! Wait! Pay! The regular VIP. And the great GA. Get in. Give in. Stand. Sit. Together. Distracted. Delighted. Alone. The buzz. The hush. The emerging and the fading. The weary intoxication of the unknown walking alongside the proven familiarity casually leaking contempt. Engage. Dismiss. Shift. Bounce. Crouch. Flail. Filled. Foam exposed. Our empty ears. Move up. Face front. Spot the settling beams. See spit. Feel the blasts. Steal setlists. Study shoes. Remember pedals. Too close. Retreat. Fall back. Take space. Hang where the shadows stretch. See the seers. So much height. So much hair. Did they just check me out? Nobody even knows I’m here. Ego. Forget. Super. Forget. Id. Forget. Sing. Listen. Heckle. Talk. Text. Optimistically misrepresent and mask. Social luminescent screen snap. Consider the soundman. Actively jubilant stoic smile. Whiskey. Water. Whatever. Idle. Back straight. Head up. Arms crossed. Knees bent. Clear eyes. Full hearts. Can’t lose. Because this is all a game without a winner. And there is no right way to play. So make your own kind of music. Sing your own special song. Just be excellent to each other. The rest of this seeing bands business is up to you. You do what you want to do at a show. You be who you are. Because it’s your journey. And don’t let anyone - by stage by land by site by sea - tell you otherwise, man.
It's your journey, man!!
I love you, OMR. Thanks for getting me excited about live music, even though my schedule is usually too crazy to actually experience it.
Stanley Kubrick: A Life in Pictures is a documentary released in 2001 about Stanley Kubrick. Narrated by Tom Cruise, the film was
Well, there goes my night.
(Also: narrated by Tom Cruise? Hmmm.)
"This is not some apron-wearing mother you're speaking with--I know all about your Valhalla of decadence and I shouldn't have let him go. He's not ready for your world of compromised values and diminished brain cells that you throw away like confetti... If you break his spirit, harm him in any way, keep him from his chosen profession which is law - something you may not value, but I do - you will meet the voice on the other end of this telephone and it will not be pretty." - Elaine Miller (Frances McDormand) in Almost Famous
Thank you, IFC, for your recent Boogie Nights marathon.
We do what we can. And thank YOU for being terrific.
Happy Sat Sat.
It is one of my life goals to learn this whole dance. Along with the Sparkle Motion dance in Donnie Darko and pretty much everything in Dirty Dancing.
If champagne and fancy suits aren't your thing, maybe you'd enjoy some young, reckless love and guns instead?
The newly-restored Badlands is at Film Forum until 5/16. Go get it.
SummerScreen lineup announced! Also: HI, how are you?
Hey dudes! I'm still alive and reading the internets and watching movies and stuff, I swear. I've just been too lazy to write about it. Don't even get me started on the Tribeca Film Festival.
Hey remember T9 word? That pre-auto-correct function in phones that would allow to type wildly away at the keypad and then it would guess what you were trying to say? Well, my old-school Samsung would always correct "lazy" to "jazz" and it was the best.
So really: apologies for the disappearance, but I was too jazz to write.
ANYWAY. SummerScreen!
It's a beautiful day today, which is already giving me hope for continuous nice weather, but when SummerScreen announces their lineup then I really get psyched. Here it be:
July 10: Can't Hardly Wait July 17: Pee Wee's Big Adventure July 24: The Craft July 31: The Goonies August 7: Speed August 14: **Audience choice!**
Yes, everyone in Williamsburg is a child of the late 80s/early 90s. Don't be so aghast. But also: The Craft!!
Click here for more info and to vote for what screens on August 17th (Heathers, please!).
At least we've still got a good three months to find the perfect cutoffs and picnic blankets.
Only four more days until The Next Day is officially out! OK, the whole thing is already streaming on iTunes but I'm still going to get excited on Tuesday for the REAL thing. And you should all get excited right now about this video. I mean: David Bowie AND Tilda Swinton AND some models who look like both David Bowie and Tilda Swinton? Amazeballs.
Word on the street is that he recorded in the East Village. I will continue to pray that I will magically find him getting a slice at Two Boots some night that I'm at the Beast. Dreams!
Well, here's my weekend productivity soundtrack. Super Fly in particular is making me feel like the queen of emails right now.
“Annie Hall” via Miss Piggy and Kermit
Ho. Ly. Shit.
Time for some highly-curated eclecticism, dudes.
Check out the NY Times breakdown here.
I really hope there is also a GIF somewhere of "EVERYONNNNE."
If not, somebody please make it right away.
OK, maybe it's not as exciting as the new Bowie album, but I'm putting it in all caps anyway: I have a NEW BLOG called Red Wine and Fruit Hoops.
My bestie Andrea and I are each sharing one photo a day, a little peek into our lives so we can stay connected across the states and over-share with the blogosphere. It's not as movie-and-music focused as this one, but surely we'll be ranting about one or both of those things every now and then. Follow it, love it, tell your neighbors about it.
If I had a GIF of my brain exploding from excitement, it would go here.
The simplistic notion that films and TV can transform an otherwise innocent and good person into a criminal has strong overtones of the Salem witch trials. This notion is further encouraged by the criminals and their lawyers who hope for mitigation through this excuse. I am also surprised at the extremely illogical distinction that is so often drawn between harmful violence and the so-called harmless violence of, say, “Tom and Jerry” cartoons or James Bond movies, where often sadistic violence is presented as unadulterated fun. I hasten to say, I don’t think that they contribute to violence either. Films and TV are also convenient whipping boys for politicians because they allow them to look away from the social and economic causes of crime, about which they are either unwilling or unable to do anything.
Stanley Kubrick, in an interview about A Clockwork Orange.
I love this quote and I feel it really encapsulates the way I feel about film violence too. The entertainment industry can't take all the blame for violent crimes when there are so many different factors in our modern environment that make disturbed people do the terrible things that they do.
Read more about directors' thoughts on film violence here.
(Also: I swear I read more than just Flavorwire! I do! It's just that their stuff is often so ripe for re-blogging.)