I'm a web developer/sysadmin/host (NERD TRIPLE THREAT!) and this is my attempt to write about...leaving the house. Sometimes. Like, to go backpacking. And take some pictures. And justify spending the money on all the gear WHY SO MUCH?!?
Feel free to write and complain.
Recently I watched an educational filmstrip about insurance adjusting called "The Thomas Crown Affair". It plays as a metaphor for how hard it was in the olden days to get by on just four (4!) millions.
The heroes of this teleplay really are the hard working men who came together against a few odds (fucking Erwin) and got the job done. IT'S CALLED TEAMWORK PEOPLE.
The film also sounds a cautionary note about climate change and not paying for an architect.
Why she didn't end up cutting a bitch I will never know. DON'T PUT YOUR LABELS ON ME, EDDIE.
I give this presentation 5 tank engines.
The Night of the Hunter was a Back-When-America-Was-Great-Again documentary about owls. It stars The Cologne Guy and the mother from Silence of the Hams.
I know, how do you have starring roles in a documentary that is ridiculous because HOLLLYWOOD THAT'S WHY STAR SYSTEM!
A sub plot is about the trials and tribulations of
an itinerant preacher who is just as qualified as Franklin Graham to pontificate on what the bearded sky man wants or doesn't want for anyone.
There was also something about ice cream? A shop of some kind? Also: labor laws and why we need unions.
Not pictured: any discussion of comprehensive sex education.
I give this movie 3.14 Them Apples
Vertigo was a 1958 After School Special about the Dangers of Laziness. It was originally titled "It's a Wonderful Ledge", but that was deemed too on-the-nose.
This is definitely Midge's movie. She had JohnnieO pegged as a lazy-ass dope from the jump (that may be in bad taste but I'll allow it). I don't know what the prescription on those glasses is, but she sees through him like a household glass hole (you know, for light). (WINDOW that's the word. Household glass WINDOW).
This movie also has meaning for our Very Important Modern Times. Old-timey James Comey made sure we all knew how bad Johnnie was at...any job, really. He couldn't keep up with a flat foot cop with a massive gunbelt or a blonde in 3 inch heels running up stairs. He also had the curiousity and intellectual rigor of a bag of wet turnips.
And evidently doctors would talk to anyone about anything. Here is Dr Frank HIPAA (no relation) realizing that Midge knows more about the human condition than his blue shirt ever will.
At least everything worked out in the end.
And Midge? She went on to found the Blue Moon Detective Agency and solve a few crimes and NEVER HAVE TO DEAL WITH OVERWROUGHT MAN-BABIES EVER AGAIN!
Choice has always been important to my dad.
He chose a Jaguar to drive because it's easy for a 91 year old to manage.
He chose to live in Sarasota because it's warm and beautiful and calm.
He chose to leave his home because we asked him to. HURRICANE == BAD.
He chose to turn around because he was tired and hangry.
He chose to go home and ride out the storm.
He chose to say "I love you" at the end of every call. He still does.
Now for another Nit-picky Review of North by Northwest (the first hour I've watched so far THE WIFE DOESN'T LIKE MY MOVIES).
What trips me up so far is why go straight to offing the guy when asking politely doesn't work? Are you trying to say Martin Landau can't do torture? HAVE YOU SEEN B*A*P*S?!?!
I do have to admit though it was nice to see a Woman of a Certain Age having a prominent-ish role at the CIA's Good Luck Chuck table.
In the next post I'll talk about the rest of the movie (or whatever I can get through before dinner time).