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Gabriel Ratchethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05461502522388053574noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22563936.post-26946428004059874422012-09-22T00:54:00.002-07:002012-09-22T10:10:43.135-07:00"Postum's for Closers!"<div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #f3f3f3; line-height: 35px;"><b style="background-color: black;"><a href="http://lancemannion.typepad.com/lance_mannion/2012/09/glengarry-glen-mitt.html">Lance Mannion</a> takes <a href="https://twitter.com/JamesWolcott/status/247856839063113728">James Wolcott</a>'s comparison of Mitt Romney's "47%" remarks to <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zCf46yHIzSo">Alec Baldwin's scene in <i>Glengarry Glen Ross</i></a> and runs with it.</b></span></span></div>Gabriel Ratchethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05461502522388053574noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22563936.post-34021381494141299032012-06-15T08:53:00.001-07:002012-06-15T09:06:13.063-07:00A Note on Prometheus<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
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<br />Gabriel Ratchethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05461502522388053574noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22563936.post-42822819326779026422012-06-08T14:10:00.000-07:002012-06-08T14:27:44.188-07:00Never Mind The DaVinci Code, Here's Rat Scabies<br />
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<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/215817.Rat_Scabies_and_the_Holy_Grail" style="float: left; padding-right: 20px;"><img alt="Rat Scabies and the Holy Grail: Can a Punk Rock Legend Find What Monty Python Couldn't?" border="0" src="http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1172780259m/215817.jpg" /></a><a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/215817.Rat_Scabies_and_the_Holy_Grail">Rat Scabies and the Holy Grail: Can a Punk Rock Legend Find What Monty Python Couldn't?</a> by <a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/126558.Christopher_Dawes">Christopher Dawes</a><br />
My rating: <a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/339205964">4 of 5 stars</a><br />
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In which<a href="http://www.pushstuff.co.uk/"> Christopher Dawes</a>, a mild-mannered music journalist, somewhat improbably discovers that he's been living across the street from one of his boyhood idols, <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rat_Scabies">Rat Scabies</a> (real name: Chris Millar), the former drummer for the seminal English punk band, <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Damned_(band)">The Damned</a>. Even more improbably (this is nonfiction, believe it or not), it turns out that Scabies' father, an antiquarian bookseller by trade, is something of an amateur expert on <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rennes-le-Ch%C3%A2teau">Rennes-le-Chateau</a>, being both a crony of Henry (<i><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Blood-Michael-Baigent-Richard-Lincoln/dp/B004S7VV72/ref=sr_1_2?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1339190162&sr=1-2&keywords=holy+blood+holy+grail">Holy Blood, Holy Grai</a>l</i>) Lincoln and a past president of the UK branch of the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/B%C3%A9renger_Sauni%C3%A8re">Sauniere</a> Society, an enthusiasm he's managed to pass on to his son. Consequently, Scabies decides, more or less on a whim, to rope Dawes into helping him look for the Holy Grail. His method, to the extent he can be said to have one, consists primarily of careering around southern France half-drunk and freaking out the locals, which, when one thinks about it, is probably not that far removed from the approach previously used by <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0071853/">King Arthur</a>.<br />
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My rating: <a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/334991895">3 of 5 stars</a><br /><br />
Surname-less cat burglar Jethro gets in over his head by swiping the wrong person's stuff in the course of a "creep" at an unspecified Eastern European embassy and soon finds himself at odds with both Eastern Bloc and British intelligence, a rival cat burglar, and various factions of postwar London's criminal underworld. While the plot is hardly original and the ending is weak the book really shines in its depiction of its setting: a London only just adjusting to a peacetime scarcely less austere and depressing than the war that preceded it. And Jethro, through whose eyes we see it, is an able guide to "the Smoke": a charismatic Cockney antihero whom I could easily see being played onscreen by Michael Caine in his younger days. This novel is its author's first and it appears that he has at least two sequels planned, so I imagine any weaknesses of this book may be ironed out in the future.<br />
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Robin Hardy's belated <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0323808/">followup</a> to his 1973 cult classic, <i><a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0070917/">The Wicker Man</a></i>, isn't quite a sequel and isn't quite a remake either. It's more a variation on a theme, using the basic framework of the earlier film to tell what starts out as a sort of fish-out-of-water comedy rather than a mystery. It's as though he'd decided to crossbreed his original film with <i><a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0085859/">Local Hero</a></i>, sending a pair of born-again missionaries from Texas off to convert the "heathens" of Scotland, where they end up in one of those deceptively idyllic <a href="http://www.hammerfilms.com/">Hammer Films</a>-style villages where Things Are Not As They Seem (in another sly nod to its possible antecedents, Hardy plays a version of "<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/I_Know_Where_I'm_Going_(song)">I Know Where I'm Going</a>", the folk song used in <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Powell_and_Pressburger">Michael Powell & Emeric Pressburger</a>'s <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0037800/">film of the same name</a> -- and the gold standard for Scottish-set culture clash comedies -- over the opening and closing credits).<br />
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Exactly what the point of the whole thing is, though, beyond, perhaps, a desire on Hardy's part to recapture his now-four decades past glory, is a bit harder to say: those familiar with the original film are unlikely to be as shocked by the ending as the film needs them to be, whilst those who aren't may very well check out long before they have the chance, due to its somewhat meandering and uneven pace, which, lacking the built-in suspense of its predecessor's police procedural format, mostly just marks time until the big finish.<br />
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<br />Gabriel Ratchethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05461502522388053574noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22563936.post-43631965643964646452012-04-20T15:38:00.002-07:002012-04-26T00:28:09.336-07:00Occupy Pop<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/gLam2vo12oM" width="560"></iframe>Gabriel Ratchethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05461502522388053574noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22563936.post-63280431801872804382012-04-08T09:31:00.012-07:002012-04-26T00:40:50.547-07:00Aqua Teen Jesus Force*<div style="text-align: center;">
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Now admittedly the book concentrates primarily on the <em><a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0118749/">Boogie Nights</a></em> era, and the industry has changed a lot since then. Given the the near-ubiquity of porn nowadays, thanks largely to the internet, it's easy to forget the peculiar cultural niche porn occupied in the 70s: back then traditional notions of propriety were changing rapidly. The Production Code had lost its grip on Hollywood and mainstream filmmakers were pushing the limits of acceptability with pictures like <em><a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0066892/">Carnal Knowledge</a></em>, <em><a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0064665/">Midnight Cowboy</a></em>, and <em><a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0066921/">A Clockwork Orange</a></em>, while plays like <em><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hair_(musical)">Hair</a></em> and <em><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Oh!_Calcutta!">Oh! Calcutta!</a></em> were hits on Broadway. While X-rated films like <em><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Deep_Throat_(film)">Deep Throat</a></em> and <em><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Behind_the_Green_Door">Behind the Green Door</a></em> never quite achieved the same level of legitimacy, it did briefly seem like there was a period when porn might go mainstream.<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"><i>"Sir: I got your letter, and was glad to find that you had not forgotten Jourdon, and that you wanted me to come back and live with you again, promising to do better for me than anybody else can. I have often felt uneasy about you. I thought the Yankees would have hung you long before this, for harboring Rebs they found at your house. I suppose they never heard about your going to Colonel Martin's to kill the Union soldier that was left by his company in their stable. Although you shot at me twice before I left you, I did not want to hear of your being hurt, and am glad you are still living. It would do me good to go back to the dear old home again, and see Miss Mary and Miss Martha and Allen, Esther, Green, and Lee. Give my love to them all, and tell them I hope we will meet in the better world, if not in this. I would have gone back to see you all when I was working in the Nashville Hospital, but one of the neighbors told me that Henry intended to shoot me if he ever got a chance."</i></span></div>
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<a href="http://www.blogger.com/cracked.com"><i>Cracked</i></a> editor David Wong's <a href="http://www.amazon.com/John-Dies-End-David-Wong/dp/0312659148/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1327474730&sr=1-1">novel</a>, an internet cult hit before being published in dead trees form, is a glorious mutant: a horror spoof that manages to be both funny <i>and</i> scary. It's a wild mixture of Lovecraftian horror, Cheech and Chong-style drug humor, gross-out gags, and outright mindfuckery. Judging from the above trailer, <a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0181741/">Don Coscarelli</a>, the director of <i><a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0281686/">Bubba Ho-Tep</a></i> and the <i><a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0079714/">Phantasm</a></i> movies, seems like the perfect choice to bring it to the screen.</div>Gabriel Ratchethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05461502522388053574noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22563936.post-65460682411937483662012-01-22T17:42:00.000-08:002012-04-26T00:45:37.714-07:00Alan Moore Meets the Occupy Movement<div style="text-align: center;">
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<span class="s1">Check out the above clip: not to spoil it for you, but it won't look like much to an audience accustomed to <a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0031976/">Judd Apatow</a> comedies or <i><a href="http://www.avclub.com/articles/jersey-shore-season-one-uncensored,43310/">The Jersey Shore</a></i>. If you click on it you'll see a rather beefy, formally-dressed, middle-aged couple sitting side by side. The man, John C. Rice, smoothes back his mustache, puckers up, and then plants a wet one on his co-star, Mae Irwin. It's all over in a about a minute, but to audiences in 1896, Thomas Edison's <i>The Kiss</i> was hot stuff indeed—hot enough to incur the wrath of those guardians of public morality who were suspicious of what the upstart new medium of cinema might bring. Writing in the Chicago magazine, <i>The Chap Book</i>, publisher Herbert S. Stone fulminated, "Such things call for police interference. Our cities from time to time have spasms of morality, when they arrest people for displaying lithographs of ballet-girls; yet they permit, night after night, a performance that is infinitely more degrading.... The Irwin kiss is no more than a lyric of the stock yard."</span><br />
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<span class="s1">The earliest known official instance occurred in 1907, when New York City Police Commissioner Theodore Bingham recommended that all nickelodeons be closed outright as a threat to public morals, a suggestion Mayor George McClellan was to attempt the next year until a coalition of exhibitors was able to obtain an injunction against him.</span><br />
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<span class="s1">The clampdown finally came on July 1, 1934, when Hays finally gave the Code some teeth by abolishing the Hollywood Jury and appointing <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Joseph_Breen">Joseph Breen</a> as Director of the Production Code Administration. This time it worked. After years of seeing Hollywood give only lip service to regulation, middle America had lost its patience, and the moguls suddenly found some big guns being trained on them, including the Catholic church, press baron William Randolph Hearst, and Iowa Senator Smith W. Brookhart, who introduced a bill to have the motion picture industry placed under the direct control of the Federal Trade Commission. Hollywood had no choice but to submit.</span></div>
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<span class="s1">Breen's downfall, however, was to come in the unlikely form of <i><a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0046094/">The Moon is Blue</a></i> (1953), a relatively innocuous romantic comedy by <a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0695937/">Otto Preminger</a>, which nonetheless took an entirely too light (for Breen) approach to what was called at the time "free love", and whose script contained such forbidden words as "virgin", "pregnant", and "seduce", and lines like "You are shallow, cynical, selfish, and immoral, and I like you!" Breen demanded the offending material be cut, but after making a few token changes Preminger, declaring the Code to be "antiquated" and protesting that Breen had approved many far more offensive pictures, dug in his heels and declared that he would release it as is, with or without Code approval. Breen refused to budge, so Preminger made good on his promise with the result that <i>Moon</i> went on to become the fifteenth highest grossing film of that year. It was a major black eye for the Code and Breen finally retired the following year.</span><br />
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<span class="s1">Preminger was able to do this because he was an independent producer and because his distributor, United Artists, wasn’t a Code signatory, but as the decade wore on the studios themselves began to rebel. Forced to sell their theatres by the Supreme Court's <i><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/United_States_v._Paramount_Pictures,_Inc.">United States v. Paramount</a></i> decision in 1948, which ruled that ownership was a violation of the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sherman_Antitrust_Act">Sherman Antitrust Act</a>, they no longer had a guaranteed outlet for their product. In addition, the new medium of television was breathing down their necks, forcing them to look for new ways to attract audiences. The surest way of doing so was to give them something they couldn't get at home, and while technical innovations like 3D or widescreen formats like <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/CinemaScope">Cinemascope</a> might attract viewers through sheer novelty value, in the long run the surest bet was the time-tested solution of more adult subject matter.</span><br />
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<span class="s1">After all, foreign films, such as <a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0744023/">Roberto Rossellini</a>'s <i><a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0038890/">Open City</a></i> (1946) and Vittorio de Sica's <i>The <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0040522/">Bicycle Thief</a></i> (1948), which already dealt with adult subjects in a much more frank and open manner than most American films of the time, were already showing without Code approval in independent "art" cinemas. The Supreme Court's landmark decision in <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Burstyn_v._Wilson"><i>Burstyn</i> v. <i>Wilson</i></a> in 1952, which declared New York's ban of Rossellini's <i><a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0040092/">The Miracle</a></i> (1949) on grounds of blasphemy and obscenity was unconstitutional on First and Fourteenth Amendment grounds, only further underscored how out of touch the Production Code Administration was. The times were changing, and if the Code was to survive, it would have to change with them.</span></div>
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<span style="text-align: justify;">Obviously this gorilla's scheme for world domination is doomed to failure. If he </span><i style="text-align: justify;">really</i><span style="text-align: justify;"> wants to bend us foolish humans to his will, he should check out </span><i style="text-align: justify;"><a href="http://books.google.com/books?id=yBYmAAAAMAAJ&q=whitewash#v=snippet&q=whitewash&f=false">The Adventures of Tom Sawyer</a></i><span style="text-align: justify;"> as well ...</span></div>
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It's not a bad movie, really. Truth be told, it's probably better than the original. Still, it's a bit dispiriting to think that someone like David Fincher, a preeminent visual stylist with a distinct directorial voice - someone with a legitimate claim to being the Stanley Kubrick of his generation and someone who's pretty much at the top of his game artistically and commercially right now - is in charge of this thing, no matter how good a job he's done with this one or how well he does on the other two. After all, when all's said and done, they're still just potboilers for all the hype, potboilers for which perfectly competent film versions already exist. Now, however, because Americans can't be bothered to read subtitles, we're going to have to wait another four or five years or so for another<i> Zodiac</i> or <i>Fight Club</i>.</div>Gabriel Ratchethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05461502522388053574noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22563936.post-68436990786257513852011-10-08T12:07:00.000-07:002012-01-22T10:54:33.531-08:00<a href="http://bit.ly/nNxN9a">The Naomi Klein #Occupy Quote Folks Need To See</a>Gabriel Ratchethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05461502522388053574noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22563936.post-45534619642001760382011-09-05T01:12:00.000-07:002012-01-31T13:51:03.738-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:130%;">Happy Labor Day</span></b></div><br />Yeah, I know, Americans don't celebrate the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/International_Workers%27_Day">real Labor Day</a>, even though the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Haymarket_Massacre">event that inspired the one the rest of the world observes</a> happened in their country, but still ....<br /><br /><iframe width="420" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/XQ_qjPHVL-Y" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe>Gabriel Ratchethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05461502522388053574noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22563936.post-10593740297560562642011-07-24T23:51:00.000-07:002011-07-24T23:52:03.681-07:00<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/2175218.Charles_Fort" style="float: left; padding-right: 20px"><img alt="Charles Fort: The Man Who Invented the Supernatural" border="0" src="http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1266606784m/2175218.jpg" /></a><a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/2175218.Charles_Fort">Charles Fort: The Man Who Invented the Supernatural</a> by <a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/118245.Jim_Steinmeyer">Jim Steinmeyer</a><br/><br />My rating: <a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/185595279">4 of 5 stars</a><br /><br /><br />Charles Fort's renown rests primarily on four books -- <em>The Book of the Damned</em>, <em>New Lands</em>, <em>Lo!</em>, and <em>Wild Talents</em> -- unclassifiable shaggy dog collections of old newspaper and magazine accounts of rains of frogs and other assorted critters, mysterious disappearances, unexplained phenomena of all sorts, and so forth, all shot through with wryly sardonic humor and a palpable sense of glee at tweaking consensus reality. Unlike Charles Berlitz, Erich von Daniken, or most of the other hucksters who peddled tales of the paranormal after him, however, he never took himself too seriously, occasionally offering half a dozen conflicting "theories" explaining his subjects in the course of a couple of chapters. In his own way he was a true skeptic, as likely to doubt the fantastic and the supernatural as much as received scientific wisdom (his legacy lives on in the pages of the magazine <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://www.forteantimes.com"><em>Fortean Times</em></a> which concerns itself at least as much with <em>why</em> people believe in the paranormal as whether it's actually true or not).<br /><br/><br /><br/>Steinmeyer, a professional magician and historian of magic, doesn't add much to Fort scholarship that hadn't already been said by Damon Knight in his somewhat more critical <em>Charles Fort, Prophet of the Unexplained</em>, but it's a lively, well-researched, and well-written portrait of a great American eccentric, and a good place to start for someone just getting interested in the man and his work.<br /><br/><br/><br /><a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/list/1232586-ian">View all my reviews</a>Gabriel Ratchethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05461502522388053574noreply@blogger.com0