Here’s the sort of cross-cultural appreciation I can get behind:
A tad long, but worth watching. Especially since they save the brisket and pork ribs until the end…
Here’s the sort of cross-cultural appreciation I can get behind:
A tad long, but worth watching. Especially since they save the brisket and pork ribs until the end…
Here’s a modestly amusing link for a cold Sunday morning, a video interview with Spinal Tap manager Ian Faith on faking his own death, why “Big Bottom” is better than “Stonehenge,” and who he could make a lot of money off of were they to die.
Keep you expectations modest…
British actor Alan Rickman has died at age 69.
I’ve never seen the Harry Potter films, and while I enjoyed him as Hans Gruber in Die Hard and the Metatron in Dogma, my favorite of his roles was Galaxy Quest, as a British stage actor trapped into pretending he was an alien by the beliefs of other aliens.
Alas, he shall not be avenged by Grabthar’s Hammer…
Via Dwight comes word of this year’s additions to the National Film Registry. In addition to a bunch of “Hey, that wasn’t in there already?” selections The Shawshank Redemption, Ghostbusters, etc.), there is the usual list of obscure early films, one of which is “Dreams of a Rarebit Fiend,” based on the Winsor McCay comic of the same name.
Naturally it’s on YouTube:
It features the sort of in-camera special effects Georges Méliès did better (and quicker). Welsh Rarebit, by the way, is a sort of cheese-on-toast dish (though given how quickly our fiend is quaffing potent potables, I don’t think the rarebit had that much to do with his dreams…).
Also included in this year’s selections: “Edison Kinetoscopic Record of a Sneeze” from 1894, the earliest copyrighted motion picture footage in America, and which I now present to you in its entirety:
Honestly, this is more of a mainstream rock track than shoegaze. The connection here is that the Secret Machines was the main band the late Benjamin Curtis was in before School of Seven Bells.
For your Sunday dose of Shoegaze, here’s Fresh Snow‘s “Proper Burial” with a retro, Hammond B3-tinged sound and a vaguely surreal/creepy video.
In the now-annual tradition, I bring you a public service announcement from William Shatner: try not to set yourself on fire while frying a turkey.
Behold the Shatner!
For those with low Shatner thresholds, the advice is:
If you’re going to fry a turkey, this is pretty sound advice.
Sunday I saw Kung Fury, the crowd-funded parody of every cheesy 80s cop show, science fiction movie, and fighting video game, rolled into one absurdist package.
It has everything you could ever ask for in a short film featuring a kung fu cop traveling back in time to stop Hitler, including dinosaurs, Tron-era grid computer graphics, obviously fake video compositing, and a soundtrack that sounds like it was composed by Giorgio Moroder after a 72-hour Jolt Cola binge.
Rael Bob says check it out…
Here’s a nice cover of Slowdive’s “When the Sun Hits” by Luna Tango.
Who are Luna Tango you ask?
As far as I can tell, they’re not even a musical group, they’re a music circle at Japan’s Chuo University.
Peoria, Arizona, today:
Linus tried to warn us, buuuuut noooooooooooo!