23 August
How did I get a day behind in posting? Actually, I know perfectly well how I got a day behind in posting, it was when I went away for the weekend, but I don't know why I haven't managed to catch up since then.
I'm on vacation brain.
Happy birthday to me!
How the hell did I manage to become 36? In my head, I tend to range from 24-27 years old, rarely much older or younger than that, I keep being slightly startled by my real age.
I was lying in bed last night thinking "How can I be 36 when I'm really 31? When I'm really 25? When I'm really 17? When I'm really 12? When I'm really 5?" and I realized that once you are an age, you will always be that age. I may be 36, but that doesn't mean that I'm not still 28 as well.
Hey, how do you like the Birthday Week design?
I decided to retroactively put it up for Monday on. I found the designs in my computer, in some sort of stationery folder (don't ask me, I didn't put it there!) and thought I'd do something festive.
The logo is by Lucy, from some years ago.
So yesterday, for my Last Day of Being 35, I went to the Film Forum and caught part of the foreign film fest.
Last week, my very favourite film in the whole world was playing, but I missed it, 'cause it was sold out. I wasn't bitter or resentful, though, and allowed Film Forum to take $9 of my hard-earned cash even though they apparently didn't get the memo that the sun rises and sets up my ass and forgot to save me a seat.
Anyway, the movies in question were one of my faves, Diabolique (and of course I don't mean that abortion of a remake), and one that I had heard of but never seen, Les Yeux Sans Visage.
The first time I saw Diabolique was around six or seven years ago, and something happens at one point that is so unnerving that I stopped the tape and started calling people, leaving a crazed message on my friend John Beaird's answering machine while forgetting to leave my name (he was slightly confused when he came back from vacation), and calling my mother and talking to her about it until I calmed down and could start the tape again.
I loved seeing it in the theatre, you could really really tell who hadn't seen the film before, as they gasped and yelled in surprise. It was really fun.
The second film, Les Yeux Sans Visage (Eyes Without a Face) was just lots of fun. It starred Pierre Brasseur, from my fave rave, Les Enfants du Paradis, above. I had never seen him in another film, and was thrilled. Man, he sure didn't age well in the 14 years between films! If it wasn't that his voice was exactly the same, I would never have known it was him.
The film is about a doctor with a daughter whose face was destroyed in an accident, and who tries to put a new face on her. Which means that he has to get the faces from somewhere...There is a face-removing scene that lasts about five minutes and had the entire audience shrieking the whole time.
What is the worst remake ever? The one that you would turn back time to get rid of?
Jacqueline wants to know if you've ever had a crush on a cartoon character?
Kim wants to know what's the deal with Amazon.com?
And we're still talking about vacations, Russell and Meg's big break-up, our favourite kind of cake, what we did this weekend, insomnia, the defining current event of our childhoods, good web-based newsreaders for Kim, our jobs, classic books that we hate, seeing things differently as one grows older, weird injuries, dreams that we thought were true upon awakening, weeping at movies, true love, and swearing.
Here's that blue teeth shot!
Today's horoscope:
Dissatisfaction occurs if you focus on what you want and do not yet have vocationally. Give yourself enough time to reach your dreams.
One year ago today:
"People who don't know how to behave at the theatre should just stay home!"
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