Well, dear readers, the long holiday weekend is done and here I sit like so much fish, listening to no music, making a few last minute tiny changes to the project with David Wechter, and now I’m writing these here notes, in case anyone was confused. I am frequently confused, in case anyone was confused about my confusion. I did manage to actually watch a motion picture I’d never seen before and not on the Firestick but on a Blu and Ray. The motion picture was entitled The Chase – not the 1960s movie with Marlon Brando, but the 1946 movie with Robert Cummings, based on the book The Black Path of Fear by the one and only and the only and one Cornell Woolrich. I’m very fond of the book and I’ve always wanted to see the movie and now I have. Considering that most of the book is left on the page and isn’t in the movie, it rankled me, oh, yes, it rankled me. In fact, the movie has a really silly twist that makes hash out of everything. Robert Cummings is simply an irritating actor in films where he’s not playing light comedy. He’s the wink link in Hitchcock’s Saboteur and he’s certainly the weak link here, although with the exception of Peter Lorre it’s a pretty weak “B” cast. There are so many unnecessary pauses between lines and I think that was to pad out the short running time but it just makes the entire film lethargic. And the musical score by someone named Michel Michelet is so overwrought and so completely wrong that it kills the film entirely. His resume is mostly unknown films, but he did write scores for the American remake of M and Fritz Lang’s The Tiger of Eschnapur and The Indian Tomb. The film is in the public domain and this Blu-ray is based on a UCLA restoration, but it’s really not a very good presentation at all. Still, glad to have seen it.
Yesterday was a weird little nothing of a day. I only got four-and-a-half hours of sleep, got up, answered e-mails, had two tacos from La Fogata for food – very good – was lazy and just played on the Internet, then went to the bed and plopped down and slept an hour or maybe even ninety minutes, so that was nice. Once up, I had some telephonic conversations, watched the movie, took a hot shower, and began reading through the project with David Wechter to see if there were any little nits to pick, which there were a handful. I wrote a Sami synopsis for the show itself and then for each episode, so that’s done. I also had a couple of tablespoons of peanut butter in the evening, extra chunky, in case you were wondering, which you know you were.
Today, I’ll be up when I’m up, I’ll do whatever needs doing, I’ll hope for some blurbs to come through, I’ll eat something light of my own concocting, and then at some point I can watch, listen, and relax.
Tomorrow is our celebratory dinner to celebrate in a celebratory way the celebration of finishing all the editing of ten episodes. The rest of the week is more of the same and choosing songs for the March 19 Kritzerland show.
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, hope for blurbs, eat, and then watch, listen, and relax. Today’s topic of discussion: What movies do you think had the best book to film adaptations and which do you think had the absolute worst? Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland, happy that I enjoyed a weird little nothing of a day.