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Nonsense! Nonsense, I say! Go HERE, for Nonsense!
Cars start in cold weather – in a second! Mm-hmm. Right.
Curtains, hair, underwear. Go HERE. Minor errors in text on first page; will fix.
Nothing to write home about, alas: an EXTREMELY colorful addition to Sears 1934, here, and 100 Mysteries, a rather visually static and looong movie, here. Only dedication to the 100 Mysteries project makes me do anything about it. Some weeks are like that, you know.
Sitting in the kitchen / family area; mom & child are watching “It’s the Charlie Brown Show Boomers Make Their Kids Watch, Charlie Brown.” Linus berates CB for believing in Santa Clause; CB says it’s a matter of denominational difference.
“Is Linus Jewish?” Natalie asks. Made my day.
Earlier today she came home from school with [...]
I think this might be the first year I’ve ever really enjoyed the classic monster movies. I remember seeing “Bride of Frankenstein” in college, in my dorm room, probably on a lonely weekend – back when you had to wait for these things to roll around on broadcast TV. (Didn’t see “Casablanca” until I was [...]
This being Halloween week, we might as well enjoy some of the founding documents of the great cinematic monsters. I’m watching all the originals – the “canon” of Universal films, not including the 426 sequels. We begin with a very fine film:
I don’t know why a balding man with eye-beams and vampire hands is used, [...]
Driving down a sad empty suburban boulevard the other day, I saw this remnant:
I wonder if the owner stood in the lot and threw rocks at the tubes until the name was erased.
Over the last year I’ve been photographing empty storefonts, logo-scars, and other evidence of retail contraction. The best series will probably never [...]
The 30s in Color! Also, Swavel. Go here.
A little breathing space here. It’s MEA weekend, which is when the schools close down for two days to have a convention, or a caucus, or go the Caribbean and talk smack about this year’s crop of brats, I don’t know. Don’t recall these when I was a kid, but things were so different in [...]
