Thursday, January 31, 2008

SING, O MUSE...OR LARRY KING

1) First things first: The title of this post. Makes no damn sense unless you're floating around my subconscious at the moment. Second time I've made reference to Larry King's discontinued column for USA Today in reference to a collection of Random Thoughts.

2) I dreamed last night I watched Enter The Dragon, only Jim Kelly made it all the way through and John Saxon wasn't in it. Instead, Buck Henry, Peter Dinklage and the chick who played the nun in Future War beat up some kind of Ninja army. Also, Bruce Lee decapitated a guy with a ceiling fan.

Clearly, my subconscious is a strange, strange place. But we've already established that, haven't we?

3) Giuliani endorses McCain at the Reagan Library. No pandering to the GOP base there.

In his endorsement, Giuliani predictably spent more time talking about himself than McCain, McCain went on and on about 9/11, and both of them tossed around the word "hero" a lot. If they want a hero in the White House, someone needs to nominate Jim Brown. Dude nailed Stella Stevens!

4) According to a new report from Human Rights Watch, the United States and its European allies have a bad habit of believing tinhorn dictators when they claim to hold open, fair elections, no matter how strong the evidence of voter suppression, intimidation or murder. The obvious example would be the recent sham election in Russia, in which a faceless cohort of Putin's won a meaningless title, while allowing Putin to remain the de facto leader, consolidating his power in a way even Ernst Blofeld couldn't imagine. Bush, of course, saw nothing ominous in this scenario.

But really, what could he do? We all have co-workers we've heard make racist comments, who we suspect may be spousal abusers, whatever. Sure, we know we should say something, do something, try to bring about a change. Oh, but it's so much easier to just stay quiet and try to do our job.

5) It's been, yikes, two, maybe three weeks since I've mentioned Vincente Minnelli. Here's a clip from his classic adaptation of Madame Bovary which shows his mastery of staging, his perfect use of the camera and uncanny feel for the rhythm of a sequence--this is a dramatic scene that plays like a musical number. I love how Miklos Rosza's waltz starts out swooningly romantic, then curdles into something more oppressive as Minnelli's camera swoops and glides in ever more frantic circles, the atmosphere turning desperate before collapsing into despair.



6) Delmar woke me this morning, purring aggressively, rubbing his head against my shoulder. He doesn't usually get this sappy, and Monika would have none of it. She jumped onto the bed and wedged her way between Del and me, purring the whole time like she expected affection for acting like a jerk. I chased her off the bed, and she and Del got into a hissing contest.

Are all cats this nutty, or just mine?