The Big Lebowski and the Rest of Humanity

Ah the good old days, when people just hung giant paintings of FDR on their walls. He really tied the room together. From Humoresque, 1947.

#don’t mind me

what is the hays code policy on sexual content by way of glance…?

My roommate could not understand why I wanted the soundtrack to a (seminal!) 70s, spanish (but in german?) sexploitation film about lesbian vampires on remastered vinyl. Then I put it on and that was the end of it. People don’t just use the phrase “sexadelic dance party” without reason.

#eyebrows

Tod Browning’s Freaks (1932) is so much better than most things. In fact, this is so far from Greta Garbo that it’s almost poetic. Camp, horror, exploitation…at a time when movies were supposed to “distract.”

You can tell this is a shitty movie because they put Barbara Stanwyck in a nightclub IN THIS REINDEER SWEATER. Somewhere out there, Mark Darcy feels less alone. From “The Other Love.”

It’s Hitchcock’s birthday! On the list of things he ruined for me: showers, merry-go-rounds, milk, the telephone, running through open fields…birds. Love you, Hitch.

If Stouffer’s suddenly released frozen dinner goulash with the phrase “Atomic Age Meal” slapped across it, I would probably buy it.