Showing posts with label frankenstein. Show all posts
Showing posts with label frankenstein. Show all posts

Thursday, October 25, 2012

Today's Rambles 25 Oct 2012

Morning everyone! I went to the movies last night and saw the Frankenstein double feature. It was AWEsome! I have some random thoughts on that subject, but first....

So, Rat Bastard is also a whine bag. No surprise there. Yeah, Sam was so suicidal that he's here to talk about it on the stand. *cough* He is perjuring himself by leaving off the end of the "I was there to protect Britney" sentence. Maybe he was interrupted, because that sentence should have been, "I was there to protect Britney's money, that I wanted for myself." See the difference there?

Again, I must add my disclaimer. If you Google magnoliasouth (careful, Google tries to correct you, so you may have to change what they auto change it to) AND britney spears, you'll see that I've not talked too kindly about her. In fact, I've only even discussed her over this whole Sam thing.

Call me a mom, but all I can do is think about my daughter. How would I feel if I saw that Rat Bastard was drugging up my daughter, who was in the middle of a very serious and public breakdown. Actually, you don't even have to mix those two reasons together. I would do just what her parents did if anyone was drugging my daughter and I would do just what her parents did if anyone was involved with the public meltdown of my daughter.

Sam is a lying, money grubbing, bastard. He should be in prison for kidnapping or false imprisonment. Attempted murder for the drugs he was giving her and all kinds of other charges.

In the end, I hate greedy slimy men who prey on women. Rat Bastard is at the top of that list.

The Color Me NOT Surprised Award of the day is given to... yet another Kennedy. What kind of Deliverance family is that anyway?

I have a love/hate relationship with Foxnews' slideshows. Some are really great, and others seem thrown together. Today's 'thrown together' is Beautiful Bond Girls. Come on, really? Grace Jones? In all my life, I've never once heard anyone say she's attractive. That right there caused the article to just fall apart.

Still, there is one name that should have been on there: Honor Blackman. Even her character name spells hot! Come on, you cannot say that Pussy Galore isn't one of the hottest of the Bond girls!

Also, and this is just a little bit of trivia, but would you believe that Honor was a whopping 37 years old? Yep! How many Hollywood types can look that good at 37 these days? Not many! Most start getting those crease implants and lip fillers and all that freak stuff.

As a side note though, Honor Blackman did succumb to facelifts, as evidenced by her freakish looks in a Midsomer Murders episode she was in. That's not the point though. Honor was quite sexy in Goldfinger and being pushed out over Grace Jones is an atrocity.

On this day... in 1881 Picasso is born, in 1944 the first kamikaze attack was made, in 1774 Congress sends a list of grievances to the King.

Isn't it time that we send a list of grievances to Congress and the President? They no longer represent us. They have confused ruling over us with government. It's time to make it clear.

Now on to Frankenstein. The double feature included the 1931 version of Frankenstein and The Bride of Frankenstein in 1935. As a child, I believe I saw a small bit of the Bride. I remember that I cried and felt so bad for him. After that, I never saw either again.

I love classic film. At first it was a genre thing and to some extent, it still is. I love film noir and if I was forced to sit in a chair and watch movies over and over and over again, I'd ask for noir. However I've become more and more interested in classic film. Perhaps it's because I've learned a little bit about it. Perhaps it's because I'm getting older. Whatever the cause, I now like to see landmark films and even classic B movies.

When I heard about the Frankenstein event, I knew that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. My husband went and watched it too, so the notes below are a copy of what I sent him. I sort of was not looking forward to it, but in the end, I was delighted with both films. What great movies they were!

The experience reminds me of Metropolis. It wasn't something I was actually looking forward to, but when done I was in absolute awe.

In any case, here are my random notes in, you guessed, random order. It's how I think, okay?!
  • I had no idea that Dr. Frankenstein was a hottie. Yowzah!
  • I wonder why the actress that played future Mrs. Dr. Frankenstein didn't repeat her role.
  • While I'm on the subject of her, in the first film, there were few (if any) who wore period clothing. In the second film, only the female lead didn't wear period clothing. Why was that, I wonder?
  • I've seen photos of the Bride of Frankenstein and I've even seen clips. That said, it wasn't until intermission - when I was sitting in the seat, watching the time-left minutes tick by on the screen along with the photo of the Bride - that it occurred to me who that woman was! I've seen her in a bazillion things! I can't believe I never recognized her until that moment.
  • I thought Igor was Dr. Frankenstein's assistant, but I guess not.
  • I loved the chat at the beginning. It was odd though how Karloff's daughter kept disagreeing with Lugosi's son. If he had said the grass was green, then she would have said it was blue.
  • It was a lot shorter than I expected. I knew it wasn't long, but I still thought I'd get out later than I did.
  • The audience was good tonight. It was like The Birds, but I think more people showed up. There were a lot of kids in their 20s, people in their 30s and 40s then some elderly. It was impressive.
  • I caught distinct giggles BEFORE the actors actually said the words, so there were a lot of fans there. That happened in The Birds too.
  • Did you notice the odd effect when Frankenstein killed the murdering assistant [Karl, I think] in the Bride movie? When monster went chasing him on the roof, they were transparent.
  • This time, our theater dimmed the lights for the chat. I'm disappointed that they have waited until now to do that.
Well everyone, that's it for today! May God bless you all.

Tuesday, October 23, 2012

Today's Rambles 23 Oct 2012

I only remember one dream last night. This one was very weird. I was going to the movies with a cousin of mine. I'm not sure who it was.

We were at a mall too. We had been several places to get my car fixed and I had to keep telling them that you said it was okay to get my car fixed. The mall was before the movies, in case that sounds too confusing.

Cousin and I got to the movies and were in line when I ran into my first real infatuation. Not first crush or first love, but simply an infatuation. He was the first one that I really REALLY wanted and made me feel all passionate. We never acted on it, not that I didn't want to...

I asked him how he was doing and he said he wasn't too well, that he was going home because he was sick. I touched him on the arm, which is what I always do with patients who complain about not feeling well. It's the first way to figure out if they're feverish, diaphoretic or whatever. When I touched him he was on fire. He had a very high temperature (and again, my hands tell me cause I'm like a super great nurse and all that). I was surprised that he was even there, because he seriously needed to be in bed.

He almost fainted, but his parents and a friend of his were with him. They carried him out and he was getting upset. It was as though he wanted to go to work, or something. He also kept trying to tell me something. I still don't know what it was, but I told him they were taking him home, where he needed to be, and everything was going to be all right. That seemed to make him feel better.

Then I woke up. There was no flirtation (as there usually is when I dream about him, and I've done it before but VERY rarely, in fact, only twice before in my entire life) or regrets or anything. It was a very calm and friendly encounter. It's interesting that I looked at him as a patient.

Gee. I must be in love with my husband or something because most of my old thoughts of him were of the more lascivious nature. lol!

I think probably other than my present husband, he was the only other one I was really attracted to, but again, he and I never had a chance to be together at all. I regretted that for many MANY years. I'd say up until about the time that I met my current husband. Even throughout my marriage to my ex, I thought of him. My ex knew it too. I never hid it.

Why I dreamed about him now, is a curiosity. I've not even thought of him in ages now. Probably since before I got married to my current husband.

Well enough of the weird dreams (I am loaded with them).

So... in today's news....

Today's Woot shirt is a bit odd: http://shirt.woot.com/

Today's Kindle Adult Daily Deal (well for that matter, the children's too because that sounds very clever) is very similar to the Downton Abbey success. After all, the wife (Elizabeth McGovern) is an American heiress. Which by the way, if you had never heard of McGovern until that show then how very un-80s you are! Anyhow, you would think that the idea was spawned from the show, but evidently it's an older book.

The Kindle Children Daily Deal sounds fascinating! What an adorable sounding book. It sounds like a book I would have loved as a child. The author sounds just as fascinating as her books. I love that she studied so many levels of Norse/Scandinavian languages just so she could learn more on Nordic fantasy. Very cool indeed!

Tomorrow is the Frankenstein double feature. I guess I'll have to go because I don't want to pass up the opportunity of a lifetime. That's just a very long time to sit in the theater without my husband around. :( It would be very cool though if he could go with me and then we could talk about it. *sigh*

Oh and while I'm there, I'll be sure to watch out for a guy like this.

There is an interesting article (or rather, probably would be) at Weather.com on "15 Must-See" cemeteries, of all things. Too bad the link is broken (at least, while I'm writing this anyway). The top one, the ONLY one you can see, is New Orleans, which I've been to, since I don't live far from there.

One sick bastard after another. People like that need to tattoo their foreheads with "child rapist" and then throw them into the general population of any prison.

As a side note, I have got to find out what that scale means, in the photo. Notice how the numbers don't line up or match properly?

The problem I see with this is that pesky little sentence that says, "Establish protocol for responding to a mental health or drug-induced emergency using less lethal methods..." Hmmm. How is a police officer supposed to diagnose this in the heat of a situation? The irony is that this girl is a nursing student and so should know better than to say that! I posted that very thing in the comments there, along with why this is a very bad idea.

The Political Correctness Alert goes to History.com today. I'm more than just a little disturbed by the fact that they simply call what happened a "hostage crisis" rather than what it is, that being a terroristic hostage crisis. They even go so far as to call them "guerrillas" rather than the terrorists they are. Shame on History.com! I'm sure the survivors of that would not call themselves only hostages. It was a day of terror for them.

On this day my all time TV/Hollywood idol was born, Johnny Carson (1925). That man was amazing. Also, the ever so giant Michael Crichton (1942) was born too. I read a good number of his books, though admittedly not all.

My favorite TV show, Rome, comes to mind today because in 42 BC, Brutus rightfully committed suicide. It kind of makes you look at Julius Caesar's last words in another way now, doesn't it?

I still remember this day in 1983 when the Marine barracks in Beirut were bombed. It was at that moment that I saw a whole future of hate from Islam. After all, even with the release of the hostages that were held for 444 days in Iran, there now was this. Sadly, I was not wrong.
"And when hee had opened the fourth seale, I heard the voice of the fourth beast say, Come and see.

And I looked, and behold, a pale horse, & his name that sate on him was Death, and hell followed with him: and power was giuen vnto them, ouer the fourth part of the earth to kill with sword, & with hunger, and with death, and with the beastes of the earth.

And when hee had opened the fift seale, I saw vnder the altar, the soules of them that were slaine for the word of God, and for the testimony which they held."
-- Revelation 6:7-9 (KJV, 1611)