Friday, February 19, 2010
Friday, February 12, 2010
To St. Valentine
By far, my favorite Valentine's Day film is Picnic at Hanging Rock. The mystery, the death, the intrigue. I must say, the true romance of the film lies only in the costumes, flowers, crafts and cake; all of which I've developed quite the love affair for. So here's to you St. Valentine, may you subject us all to such a romantic demise.
Tap Shoes and Ballet Boxes
Recently, my brother, who is married with 2 kids, purchased my childhood home, forcing my parents to re-locate. It's nice that we're keeping the home in the family and even nicer that it gave me the opportunity to go through so many boxes of goodies my parents kept in our attic. After opening the boxes, the smell of childhood filled the air. Books I read, dolls I played with, my mother's old bridesmaid frocks I used to play dress-up with; it was a veritable time travel to all things innocent and sprightly this past weekend. I took possession of a few of my most valued treasures and cannot wait to return home and rummage through more boxes.
Pretty Baby
The delicious little tale of a baby prostitute born and raised in a whore house. If whore houses today were so elaborately and tastefully decorated, I would definitely consider a career move.
Susan Sarandon is absolutely stunning in this film. It reminds me of her days on the Rocky Horror circuit.
Her virginity was sold to the man with $400 cash.
I think I had the same expression and smeared make-up face after I lost my virginity.
Monday, February 8, 2010
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Over The Looking Glass
After watching the new trailer for Tim Burton's adaptation of Alice in Wonderland, I fear that I may feel a wonder of malice towards this apparent sequel to the whimsical fairy tale that played such an integral role in my childhood. I wish that the movie makers of today would go back to the basics of a storybook, where the visual accompaniments, although they may be few, are detailed, thoughtful and serve as magical lamp-posts highlighting the bulk of the book (that being the story itself). This is by far one of my favorite representations of Lewis Carroll's classic tale, another being Harry Harris' version, no animation, simple puppetry, thoughtful costumes and no 3d glasses required. As Carol Channing so charmingly put it, "Bread and Butter!"
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