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May 16, 2022:

MORE BAD MOVIES

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Well, dear readers, I did manage to have me kind of a ME day yesterday, so that was nice. And now I am listening to a very interesting CD of Dimitri Mitropoulos conducting some weird and modern symphonic jazz music by Gunther Schuller and others. I had a Japanese import of this but this new mastering sounds much better. Disc 51 of 69, so we’re almost at the end of this particular journey. Prior to listening, I did watch two lousy motion pictures on Amazon Prime, and certainly there was nothing Prime about either of them. The first was entitled Paranoia. I remember when it came out and its scathingly bad reviews and horrid box-office, so I stayed away. It just makes one wonder if its good name actors needed a payday because certainly they couldn’t have thought this terrible script was any good. Those actors are Harrison Ford, Gary Oldman, and Richard Dreyfuss. The two young leads are not so good – Liam Hemsworth, who is simply charmless and not interesting, and Amber Heard, who seems to have two expressions, neither of them very interesting. You can see those same two expressions on view in her testimony in the Johnny Depp trial. The movie is as derivative as they come, the direction is non-existent, we’ve seen it all a million times before and it was a well-deserved and huge flop. The second motion picture was entitled Perfect Plan, one of those cheapie filmed in Canada things – one American actor as far as I can tell, and the rest Canadians playing Americans and not very well. Sans end credits, the film runs about eighty-six minutes and seems like it runs two hours. The direction is terrible – the film takes place in Chicago. We know that because they sent a crew there for a day or two to film establishing shots, which pretty much precede every scene in the movie, just to make sure we know it’s – Chicago. The rest of the scenes were filmed in Canada and we know that because two of the actors cannot pronounce the name Rebecca and composite correctly, accenting the first syllable of each rather than the second, so sounding like REbicca and COMposit. The plot’s beginning is certainly interesting – real-estate fraud, but then that just falls by the wayside, and we’re left with a bad thriller sans thrills, with several of the lamest and worst “sex” scenes you’ve ever seen, where apparently you can have total hot sex without removing any clothes. And then it ends. I keep hoping for a surpise, an actual excellent film. I had one several weeks ago with the film Orphan.

Yesterday was a ME day for sure. First of all, I was a bad, bad boy and just prior to writing yesterday’s notes I ordered a pastrami, swiss, coleslaw and Russian dressing sandwich from some late-night jernt. I’d had a decent Philly cheesesteak from there and thought I should try this other thing, and since I hadn’t eaten since one in the afternoon and had had only a sandwich, why not. The sandwich arrived about thirty minutes later and it was not what I expected – hot corned beef, slice of Swiss, coleslaw, on a roll or bread. What came was a completely HOT sandwich – hot coleslaw and dressing, the Swiss melted – it was so gross, but I ate it because I paid for it. The pastrami tasted kind of rank. I didn’t get sick from it or anything, but the taste lingered until I fell asleep at five. I did get nine hours of sleep, got up, answered e-mails, and then did some work on the computer.

Then I drove to the nearby pizza jernt I like and got some pepperoni slices to go. I came home, ate them and they were very good. Later, I had a Drumstick. I mostly relaxed, had no telephonic conversations, and then watched the two movies and ate nor further food.

Today, I’ll be up when I’m up, I’ll do whatever needs doing, I’ll write, I’ll read, I’ll hopefully pick up some packages, I’ll eat something light but fun, and then at some point I can watch, listen, and relax.

The rest of the week is more of the same, hoping for miracles, doing whatever needs doing, and setting rehearsals for the Kritzerland show.

There are two more five-star reviews for the new book up on Amazon – read ‘em – they’re fun and you might know the authors of them.

https://www.amazon.com/Tis-Season-Murdered-Bruce-Kimmel/dp/1665558687/ref=tmm_pap_swatch_0?_encoding=UTF8&qid=1652685787&sr=1-1

Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, be up when I’m up, do whatever needs doing, write, read, hopefully pick up packages, eat, and then watch, listen, and relax. Today’s topic of discussion: As you pictured Harry Stearns in your mind, who do you think would be his ideal interpreter on the silver or home screen? Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland, still hopeful of seeing something other than more bad movies.

 

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