Well, dear readers, the people from the American Cinematheque will be here any minute to pick up the print for next Wednesday’s screening of The First Nudie Musical. It’s a seven-thirty and we do hope that some of you West Coast Hainsies/Kimlets will be able to join us. It should be quite a lively and sparkling evening but, at the very least, even if it’s not a lively and sparkling evening it will be an evening for sure.
Don’t forget, our brand spanking new Unseemly Interview with Danny Burstein is up and running, so if you want to know the straight skinny or, at the very least, the crooked fat about A Class Act, Time and Again, I Love You, You’re Perfect, Now Change and what it’s like being married to Rebecca Luker, you simply must read it because it is simply too too.
Last night I watched a motion picture entertainment entitled Heaven Knows, Mr. Allison. I haven’t seen the film since it showed on Million Dollar Movie and I watched it twice a night every night for five nights in a row. It’s even better than I remembered, with superb performances from Deborah Kerr and Robert Mitchum (it’s basically a two character piece). The photography of Oswald Morris is lovely, and the direction by Mr. John Huston is terrific and the transfer is excellent, so what are you waiting for?
Today will be my day off from the diet (one day a week I can eat whatever the hell I want) and I’m thinking about having a cake. That would be it for the day, but I am craving Parisienne cake and I may just have to succumb, oh, yes, I may just have to succumb. If I don’t succumb then I shall probably have pasta. Or, to paraphrase the Strouse and Adams song, Gimme Some, from Golden Boy:
Cake or pasta, pasta or cake
Makes your taste buds tremble
Makes your taste buds quake
Gotta make a choice
To which will I succumb?
Gimme some.
Well, why don’t we all click on the Unseemly Button below whilst I decide between cake and pasta or pasta and cake.
Last night I dreamed I was at Manderley. In my dream there were fleas in my bathtub. Don’t ask me.
As I said in a late post yesterday, Kritzerland is on its way and will be here no later than next Wednesday, so I will be able to ship all of them out that very day if they arrive early enough, but Thursday at the latest. Isn’t that exciting? Isn’t that just too too?
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must write, I must drive my automobile down the streets of my fair city, I must do whatnot and then I must eat whatever I’ve decided on to eat. Today’s topic of discussion: It’s Friday – what is currently in your DVD/video player and your CD player? I’ll start – CD, two volumes of the soundtrack to the TV anime Noir, and Joe Hisaishi’s very infectious score to My Neighbor Totoro. DVD player, the British chillers Dead of Night and Queen of Spades. Your turn. Now, let’s not be strangers over the weekend, let’s have some lively and sparkling goings on here at haineshisway.com, and don’t forget, this week’s Unseemly Live Chat is on Sunday at six o’clock Pacific Mean Daylight Savings Time. Be there or be round.