Wiendish Fitch

I find the Star Wars sequels utterly blah (even The Last Jedi... don't hate me!). But they did at least give us BB-8 and the porgs, and for that I will always be grateful.

I am so sick of magical thinkers. No, not optimists, magical thinkers. Optimism is rooted in some form of reality, which is why it's healthy and beneficial. Magical thinkers are the ones who think things will happen simply because they want them to, because they believe in the right politics/God/whatever. I know people who think they can change my mind about politics, or doing what they think is right for me, even though I've never budged and never will. I can't tell you how many managers at work will broadly state "We'll be out by 11!" (I work the closing shift), even though we are never out at that time, and we all feel stupid as a result. People need to grow up, get a clue, and realize they are not magical or special. Things either happen or they don't, and you ultimately have no real control over anything. The world is shit right now, and I am in no mood for false hope.

Dammit, Disney, this would have been so easy to fix! Have you watched Arcane on Netflix? Without getting too specific, Jinx's arc is basically what Namaari's should have been, and I fucking loved it. Not to mention that, as much as I practically worship Myrna Loy, she seemed too old* to play Shirley Temple's sister! I agree that Temple and Susan Hayward looked eerily alike. *Yes, there are siblings who have 20+ year age gaps, but they're the exception, not the rule, and it doesn't always translate well to screen.

It's an honest to God classic, and Feiffer's illustrations are just so right.

Scarlett O'Hara got all the good lines, moments, and outfits... but at least Melanie wasn't completely chopped liver and got to wear this lovely blue dress at Scarlett's first wedding. No, bows and puffed sleeves aren't everyone's cup of tea, but Olivia de Havilland wears the hell out of them (and, wow, she looks beautiful in that shade of blue). She would later reveal that the dress's hoop had to be removed so she could move around in the scene better.

He also illustrated The Phantom Tollbooth, one of my all-time favorite books as a kid.

If I could find it, afford it, and pull it off as well as Marlene Dietrich in Blonde Venus (1932), I would get this tux and top hat combo in a hot second.

This is my all-time favorite song by the Indigo Girls, because it's the audio equivalent of a warm hug.

What a life, and imagine the stories she had. RIP, Ms. Plowwright.

Just a few of the fabulous costumes from my all time favorite, Singin' in the Rain. Was there anything Walter Plunkett couldn't do??

David Lynch was one of the most unique filmmakers out there. Naomi Watts in Mulholland Drive gave one of my favorite performances by an actress ever.

That's cool, it was just my personal UO.

Golden Age of Hollywood UO: I don't think Nelson Eddy was the abysmally dull actor he's always been painted as. Even if he wasn't the most scintillating of performers, I personally find his contemporaries Fredric March and Joel McCrea way more boring than he ever was. Hell, at least Eddy could sing!

Oh, no! He was always so much fun on the British WLiiA. He will certainly be missed by me.

I completely agree. The movie's dress is so lifeless and murky, poor AK all but fades into the background. It didn't have to match the stage dress, but couldn't they have done something more fun with it? If they'd made it a sugary pastel color, it would have looked so much prettier in the nighttime scenes (and would have made for an ironic contrast for the darker turn the story takes).

Claude Jarman Jr., former child star best remembered for the classic tearjerker The Yearling, has died.

Oh, don't you worry, "Electric Boogaloo" is definitely part of modern mainstream lexicon. Heck, I wonder if people remember that there was a first Breakin' movie...

You mean the guy who doesn't even know how to hold a book?

Another reminder why Carol Burnett is one of our national treasures...

Bette Davis, indeed.

I can... but I'll get in trouble if I get too specific. Let us instead remember Anita Bryant's finest moment...

I've ceased to be a cock-eyed optimist when it comes to the New Year, but, just the same, I'm going to continue my job search. It might come to nothing, but it's all about trying. In the meantime, as long as I don't get fired from my current job, I'll be good.

But God forbid the wife forgets her husband's birthday or doesn't take the trash out...

Ugh, Abu pissed me off. I was happy they wrote him out of the stage musical version. Coincidentally, I also hated Cheeta. I guess I just don’t like simian sidekicks. Not sure what that says about me as a person, but there ya go.

Oh, but you know women, they never know what they REALLY want! They need someone else to show them the way! Preferably some dude in khakis and a pith helmet! Thank goodness people don't think like that anymore! Heh heh heh... ugh. Moving along I'm pleased to say the rather Xander-like character of Harry Holt