Well, dear readers, here we are, about to celebrate another Thanksgiving. And while there are certain things I most certainly won’t be giving thanks for, there are just as many things (or more) that I will be giving thanks for. I’ll let all you dear readers figure out which is which and what is what.
Last night we “laid back” the transfer we did on Monday night, laid it back to digital tape or whatever they lay these things back to. We were, amazingly, able to go in to the totally faded but mint print, and replace the really worn sections of our master, and somehow our genius colorist and engineer, Marvin, got them to match perfectly. So, now there is only approximately a minute of worn footage in the whole thing and that worn footage is minor. Isn’t that great? The next thing we get to work on, in a few weeks, is the sound. Of course, like the camera negative, all the original sound elements are missing, so this will be a chore. Right now, if it’s at all possible, we’re thinking about doing a funky 5.1 remix – a fake remix – but still a remix, using the stereo album masters for the songs, if we can get them to synch up. But we’ll also be including the original mono track as well, and we’re not even sure we can make the stereo thing work, although we shall try our best.
If you know anyone who was in the film or who worked on the film, please have them e-mail me, as we’re going to have a reunion of some sort, which we’ll shoot for our faux documentary.
I’m very tired because, once again, I didn’t get home until after two o’clock. Then, one of my favorite people, Miss Carol Hall (she of The Best Little Whorehouse In Texas) called me very early this morning, because she’d just found out “the story” and she wanted to know what had happened and if I was doing fine. I told her I was, in fact, doing fine, and I told her “the story”. After she heard “the story”, she used an interesting word – karma.
I’m tired of typing in the Main Entry Text box (well, I’m tired in general, because of two late nights in a row), so here’s what I’d like you all to do: On the count of three, let’s all click the Unseemly Button below – one, two, three…
It worked! We’re now in the Extended (“More”) Entry Text-Optional box. I like this box because it is endless. I could write from now until the cows come home and it would allow me to do so. And speaking of the cows, just when are they coming home? I’m tired of those damn cows staying out till all hours, never calling, they are just so inconsiderate, those damn cows. What the hell am I talking about? Cows? Have we sunk to a new low, drivel-wise? Or are we still at the same old low?
So, tomorrow is Thanksgiving and we shall all be celebrating and eating turkey and stuffing and cranberries and mashed potatoes with gravy and pumpkin pie with whipped cream. I wonder how the cream feels about being whipped? I mean, what did the cream do to deserve such abuse? I’ve always found the cream to be very nice, very sweet, in fact, and still it gets whipped. I’m not going to shirk, however, dear readers. I shall write special Thanksgiving Day notes, just on the off-chance that someone will check in to see if I have indeed shirked. I am not one for shirking, thus I will not shirk. I will be going to cousin Dee Dee’s mother’s house for Thanksgiving, and she is a brilliant cook so I’m sure I will return home stuffed to the gills, whatever the hell that means.
I’m so tired I’ve fallen asleep three times while writing these notes. Yesterday was a huge DVD release day – I bought too many, I’m afraid, including the whole Dirty Harry series, newly remastered. But my favorite, of course, is the Anchor Bay release of Lust For A Vampire, starring the incandescent Yutte Stensgard. Beautiful enhanced transfer. Perhaps I’ll give a capsule review right now.
Lust For A Vampire is about vampires. People who suck the blood and very life out of the unfortunate souls who become involved with them. In this case, the main vampire is a woman. Isn’t that unique? A woman vampire. What will they think of next? I guess women can be evil, too, and this movie is living proof that women can be bloodsuckers. This movie teaches us to avoid said female bloodsuckers at all costs. Anyway, I love this film. Yutte Stensgard is a beautiful vampire, and there is even a wonderful musical number called Strange Love, which is so perversely weird that it’s worth the price just for that scene alone.
Well, I must away, I must go do things, I must prepare for Thanksgiving. Don’t forget to leave your comments below in the Unseemly Comment Box. We had lots of lovely comments yesterday, so if you missed them, just click on the Unseemly Archive Button at the top of this or any other page.