Showing posts with label Monty Python. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Monty Python. Show all posts

Nov 6, 2012

I will be here (and on friendface) all day today,

Going back and forth to eat, read my David Thomson book, watch episodes of Veep, and the film, The Names of Love -- a splendid love story about family, parents, religion, love, and, yes, politics.

It is going to be a rollercoaster ride, and it is going to be close.  Honestly, my advice to my friends and loved ones is to go outside if the weather permits, and do not take your smartphone with you. If you have to stay indoors, read a book, or watch The Names of Love. (Streaming on netflix.) And, if you are working, do not bother with updates, or dailykos, or the drudgereport.  Let me do all that worrying for you.  And, do not pay attention to exit polls!

Settle in for the prime time election results on your favorite network at around seven PM EST. That is when we will start getting results from Virginia.

Until then, relax, work, drink tea, read a book, curl up with your loved ones, your kitties, your puppies, whathaveyou, and, of course, go vote if you have not already.

Here are some videos to cheer you up!

It is election day!












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Ardent

Jul 7, 2012

I do not know who to cheer for tomorrow!




"They mean to win Wimbledon!"




I love Federer, but, it would be amazing to see a Brit finally win Wimbledon -- it has been seventy-six years, after all.

(And does this mean that Federer is actually an alien from outer space, a blancmange from outer space?)








Ardent

May 29, 2012

Monty Python, Blackmail sketch.



Renee and I were just talking about blackmail.  I think she might have been right.  I might have meant something else.  Both things are bad.

And, yes, that is Terry Gilliam as the nude organist.

Feb 23, 2012

I must admit I am a bit distracted,

Watching Roeg's brilliant, Bad Timing, and wanting to speak about Python's Meaning of Life.

Hullo, Doctor.
The Pythons, themselves, would have you believe that The Meaning of Life was the worst thing they did.  Do not believe them.  It was by far their best film, due to the fact that it was a sketch set-up, like their brill teevee show, which was much better than any film they ever produced.

Meanwhile, Bad Timing, is an absolute master work; difficult, wrong, sexy, fantastic title, bad casting, fabulous soundtrack (The Who & Tom Waits!), amazing cinematography, editing, etc, ...  a Master Class for young independent directors and writers.

And I learned what the word "ravishing" (or "ravishment") really meant.

As fucked-up and uneven as directors like Nic Roeg and Ken Russell were, my gosh, I am missing so desperately their spirit in films today.

Only Todd Solondz or sometimes Todd Haynes achieves those two men's amazing, difficult, controversial heights.

Where are the new trailblazers, damnitt?

Where?





(It's funny.  Renee and I hate Klimt.  Anytime we see his work, we yell, Kliiiiiiimut.)

We still both love Bad Timing, though.











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Nov 13, 2010

I had a little time to myself

Before work yesterday.  And I thought to myself, Do I really wanta crank up the computer and hit all my liberal blogs and get all morose before work? The answer to that question was, No.

So I curled up on the couch and turned on TCM.

Oops.

This is what TCM was playing at 7:30 in the morning yesterday, Hitler's Madman.  Here I'll describe one of the scenes I saw:

We see a Czech Mother, Daughter, and Son in their modest, shabby home in a small village in Czechoslovakia.  The Mother is putting bread on the table, preparing dinner for the family.

The Son says, Mother, can I have a piece of bread?

The Daughter says, We should wait for Father.

The Mother concurs with the Daughter.

There is a knock at the door.  The Daughter stands up and says, There is Father now!

The camera pans to the doorway.

Two men enter carrying a coffin.  They place the coffin by the dining table.  


Cut to a close-up of the Son, reaching for the bread.  


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Well, what do you say to that? The first thing I thought of after seeing that was, Does not that seem just like a Monty Python skit?

The second thing I thought was about Woody Allen's quote from Manhattan about the impossibility of satirizing Nazis.

I did some research on the film, natch.  Here's the imdb link.  Turns out it was one of Douglas Sirk's first Hollywood films.  Wow.

Martha Plimpton's Grandfather, John Carradine, stars as Herr Protector.

Aug 3, 2010

My Sharron-a!

Okay, so here is the Quote:
"Well, no. We wanted them to ask the questions we want to answer so that they report the news the way we want it to be reported," said Angle. She added that she wants to be able to tell people to send money to her website.
That is the most funnest ever Senate candidate since ever, Sharron Angle, talking to Carl Cameron from Fox News, (Duh! ) 
 Let's go over that again, real slow:  " ... so that they report the news the way we want it reported."  Emphasis mine, natch.  

Sarah Palin has unwittingly started a whole new (language, i.e. refudiate) & campaign strategy.  This Run away Run away! (unless it's Fox News, of course) Master Plan seems to have come aboot b/c of the Evil Bunny-herself, Katie frickin' Couric, of the Lamestream media, asked Caribou Barbie a few 'tough' questions, like what newspapers Palin reads.

The Charles de frickin' Gaulle.  The GOP has truly gone mad.  & do not forget, teabaggers like Rand Paul & Ms Angle are running as Republicans, not Independents or teabaggery parties of the like.  


These idiots truly believe that they will represent only their party & should be questioned as such.  They are (hoping) to be Public Servants and should they get elected (Heaven forfend!) they will represent (& are responsible to) all the citizens of Kentucky & Nevada, not just the rank Conservative Teabaggy ones.  


They don't even seem to acknowledge that there's a whole crazy great big nation out there, many of whom might have a legitimate question for them to answer.  


Makes me crazy, ...