I just watched this beast of a movie (on amazon prime):
It was so terribly bad, I loved it. First off, it’s a musical (which I neglected to tell my family, who only made it almost halfway through before they both bailed out). It seems to have been trying to capitalize on the success of Rocky Horror Picture Show, but was only a few years later, about the same time as Xanadu.
It’s ridiculously bad, in a very funny way. Unfortunately, my family doesn’t enjoy that the same way I do. My wife literally said to me “Why do you watch stuff like this at night, instead of porn like a normal guy?”
I’m really intrigued by the egg separation metaphor. (I know there’s generally a purpose behind separating eggs in cooking-- “fluffier” comes to mind) but my lack of skill has made me not pay attention to the theory. If I baked cakes–particularly mooncakes, things might be different.
Watching the Netflix series “The Repair Shop.” People bring in old broken objects and experts fix them. Very gentle. At no point does someone say, “In today’s market, this would be worth…”
I remember from when I was little - I was maybe four? - seeing a tinker ride a bicycle on our street in Detroit. But I also remember the fruit-and-vegetable trucks selling produce as they drove up and down the streets.
I’ve been binging lots of maker videos lately and they just drive my partner up a wall. I try to mute anytime there is CNCing or other high-pitched sounds, but it still bugs her.
ohh, i love that movie. the Origins podcast is going to be doing a series with the cast, all sharing their memories of making it. the teaser just dropped last week or so, i think:
Orson Welles’s self-directed trailer for his F for Fake
The Criterion Channel/Collection has this in black and white, but here’s a restored color version. At nearly ten minutes long, and containing very little of the advertised feature, it’s basically a complete short film in its own right, although I’m not certain how to assess its value independent of F for Fake. Regardless, I think it’s a lot of fun, and well worth a viewing. Finally I know what Gary Graver looks like.
Warning/Enticement: Contains quite a bit of fleetingly glimpsed nudity, probably more than there is in the feature itself. Welles taking his cues from Roger Corman?
Great West German documentary about the British reggae scene. I disliked that the filmmakers didn’t name any of the participants, bands or interviewees, which it’s really easy to worry is due to (unconscious?) racism, but other than that the presentation is spot on, with no one talking over the music. (A common annoyance in music docs.) The only group I recognized was Steel Pulse, who play and talk about their early single “Ku Klux Klan.” In ‘78, it’s not at all unlikely that they were the only featured band who already had a record deal.
You can also find this on Kanopy, if this YouTube copy is subpar.
