Tuesday, December 31, 2013
Tuesday, December 24, 2013
Friday, December 20, 2013
Orson and the Albatross.
Calvino on classics.
Hollywood trash and history.
Some neat looks to 23 Skidoo the year with.
And his cat is named Ella too.
Christmas morning for 25 years.
A fab cocktail to make the holidays bright.
I'll miss you Eileen Brennan.
In case you ever wondered.
Some good advice I'm taking for my next grand venture.
If you'd like to do some book larnin' during the holiday break.
Polishing the Ruby...
Friday Jukebox, Noel!
Thursday, December 19, 2013
Sunday, December 15, 2013
Friday, December 13, 2013
Ending not on a song from 2013, but my hands down favorite use of a song this year. The Americans heartbreaking use of this achingly beautiful Roberta Flack tune.
Oh my kingdom for an HBO subscription.
Your scheduled wild fox break.
The keepers of the dying arts.
Another Sondheim link.
Far from home in my old stomping grounds.
Always an ache for a Gotham I've never seen.
Friday Jukebox, some 80s Seasonal Cheer.
Tuesday, December 10, 2013
Monday, December 09, 2013
Friday, December 06, 2013
Defending Billy Wilder's last.
...But there were trees there then...
...But I've seen some pretty unreasonable things.
The ghost in the machine.
Making music on Sesame Street.
An art deco relic, beautiful in its decay.
Friday Jukebox, ice cold cool small screen sounds.
Thursday, December 05, 2013
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place or wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
-William Ernest Henley