I have a soft spot for secret passageways, bookshelves that open into silence, staircases that go down into a void, and hidden safes. I even have one myself, but I won’t tell you where. At the other end of the spectrum are statistics which I hate with all my heart.
Cheap, lurid, corny, sensational, sentimental, blunt, and perverse, Sam Fuller’s THE NAKED KISS opens with a bald hooker beating her pimp. After winding up in Squaresville, USA she decides to go straight, lands a job as a well-respected nurse, and snares the town’s rich and sophisticated scion. But can she escape her past? And is the man of her dreams too good to be true? One of Scorsese’s favorites, it also clearly influenced David Lynch, who swiped its placid-suburbia-with-corrupt-underbelly for BLUE VELVET and brothel across the river for TWIN PEAKS. The screenplay is a bit creaky — the movie loses most of its momentum with the second act climax — but it’s hard to beat the authentic early 60s B-movie noir seediness. You can watch the whole thing on YouTube.
Lana Turner has collapsed! I was trotting along and suddenly it started raining and snowing but hailing hits you on the head hard so it was really snowing and raining and I was in such a hurry to meet you but the traffic was acting exactly like the sky and suddenly I see a headline LANA TURNER HAS COLLAPSED!
there is no snow in Hollywood
there is no rain in California
I have been to lots of parties
and acted perfectly disgraceful
but I never actually collapsed
oh Lana Turner we love you get up
I know shit about shit when it comes to diet, but it just doesn’t sound right to me that consuming “animal protein” will lead to diabetes. If that were true, wouldn’t diabetes rates be going down rather than up? Seems to me we’re eating less animal protein nowadays, and yet diabetes rates keep rising. Don’t they?
A major retrospective of Kenji Mizoguchi’s films is hitting U.S. shores in the coming months. One of my favorite filmmakers. As far as I’m concerned, “Sansho the Bailiff” is among the major artworks of the 20th century.
Some interesting comments on the PC university from civil liberties lawyer Harvey Silverglate.
I’m fond of pointing out how completely the “sticks and stones” rhyme has been replaced by . . . whatever rhyme is employed by anti-bullying hysterics. People just look at me like I’m crazy.
Performance artist Maria Abramovic’s next piece will be a non-performance. Or maybe her non-performance is itself a performance? Contemporary art, bro.