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Saturday, July 26th, 2008
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3:38p
Where can I find some decent screencaps to make icons with? Most of the sites I visit have really poor quality caps. I've already been through ![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif) simpsons_fix
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(comment on this) Friday, July 25th, 2008
springfield
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11:14p
Let's show some Patty and Selma love
Time to fertilize the lawn. A couple of five hundred pound bags should do it!
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(5 comments | comment on this) Thursday, July 24th, 2008
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11:17p
As The Turd Burns
dont you hate when you get a song in your head that you really like but then it's in your head so long that you stop liking it and in fact want to stab yourself in the face because it won't stop
yeah I hate that
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2:30p
Lionel Hutz, AKA Miguel Sanchez, AKA Dr. Nguyen Van Falk, was paid eight dollars for his thirty-two hours of babysitting. He was glad to get it.
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(comment on this) Wednesday, July 23rd, 2008
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11:59p
i beat GTA IV today. the ending was good, although most of the plot tended to leave me wanting. i don't know if it was worth buying twice. i actually had to buy the game twice, because my first disc got messed up somehow after the 14-day exchange period. so i bought a new one, then i exchanged the old one using the new receipt. so now i have two good discs, and one is still wrapped. maybe i can sell it to someone.
i cut my finger at work again, probably 75% as bad as last time. but i reaaaally didn't want to make a big deal out of it. so i quickly grabbed a paper towel and applied pressure, as i tried to nonchalantly do whatever work i could with one hand. five minutes later, i ran out of one-handed things to do, so i checked to see if it was still bleeding torrents, and it was, so i looked for band-aids. i couldn't find them, so i had no choice but to ask a manager. remembering last time, she wanted to see my cut, so i lifted the paper towel very briefly. very luckily, only one bead of blood began to form while she was looking, so it didn't look that bad. but after she was gone and i was trying to put the band-aid on, it was rather impossible because every time i lifted the paper for half a second, my finger became covered in blood. so i ended up just putting the band-aid on anyway (atop of the blood), and wearing two white latex gloves on that hand. when i looked closely enough, i could see the blood coating my finger.
i took the band-aid off an hour later (because i couldn't nonchalantly leave with the gloves on) and cleaned my finger. it was STILL bleeding, but it was manageable. and luckily, the manager had given me two band-aids before, so i just put the second one on.
i'm still wearing a band-aid because if i don't, it feels like my finger wants to split apart.
ugh, i hate knives. when i accidentally slice myself with them, anyway.
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(comment on this) Thursday, July 24th, 2008
movie_greats
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4:25a
Manny Farber's Underground Films
Manny Farber’s hugely influential 1957 essay Underground Films (which I’ve just been re-reading in Roger Ebert’s Book of Film) is not about the type of film that was later understood by that term. Farber was talking about the mass of cheap or relatively cheap action films, mostly westerns and crime films, churned out by directors like Howard Hawks and Raoul Walsh, and even more particularly by the B-movies of people like Phil Karlson, John Farrow, Anthony Mann and Robert Aldrich. They were the movies that Hollywood was always slightly embarrassed by, the movies that had no chance of picking up Oscars and were despised by serious-minded American film critics.
The French had already realised that the big-budget prestige pictures valued by the Hollywood establishment and by American critics were tedious and unwatchable bilge, and that Hollywood’s real artistic achievement in the 1940s was represented by the mostly low budget and rather disreputable crime movies that they labeled film noir. Farber was possibly the first American critic to make this discovery, so his essay is of great historical importance. And he championed such wonderful little gems as Kansas City Confidential and They Drive by Night.
Farber was obsessed with male-oriented action movies, but I think you could probably make the same argument for the movies that Hollywood aimed at a largely female audience, or for Hollywood movies in general at that period. The best movies were not the cringe-inducing and embarrassingly earnest social problem movies, like Elia Kazan’s mind-numbingly boring Gentleman’s Agreement, and the best movies were not big-budget box-office blockbusters. The best movies were the scandalous, salacious and gloriously trashy pre-code movies of the early 30s like Red Dust, Red Headed Woman and Baby Face, or the delightfully overheated “women’s melodramas” of the 40s such as Leave Her To Heaven, or such wonderfully lurid Joan Crawford vehicles as A Woman’s Face, The Damned Don’t Cry and Flamingo Road.
It’s taken a long time but the pre-code movies are now getting the recognition they deserve, but the melodramas of the 40s are still rather neglected. Including fabulous gothic melodramas like Dragonwyck. Film noir still seems to monopolise most of the attention.
Anyway, enough late-night raving for the moment.
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