not a film log; sorry.
I just filed my taxes online, blarg, I hope I just get my money so I actually HAVE some money (w/ which I might blow about $200 of it on clothes, eep.) Also, I have not won a ticket to theoutnet anniversary $2 sale, am heartbroken; really wanted to get something ridiculously expensive & amazing, namely a leather jacket.
My mind hasn't really been able to digest film lately (but I have been reading too much instead.) I have a few films I want to write up soon, but I seem to have a mental block. Instead, I'm making my way (v. quickly, too) through MST3K chronologically (minus th KTMA ones) & am almost done w/ season one (in some cases watch 2-3 episodes a day). I have some poor-quality stills I might post to tumblr eventually. I've been obsessed w/ vhs-quality/bleedy/murky/washed-out aesthetics lately.
That segues awkwardly into my reason for this fluff post: inspired by batarde, a list of top five "celebrity" crushes. This list was hard to drum up, as I usually become enamoured by v. specific situations/scenarios or (to a lesser extent) characters. Also, in this case, nearly all of th following require time-travel for me to commence th boning.
Joel Hodgson, circa 1989 & up until he had that unfortunate chin-beard.
Definitely #1 currently, though it is a pretty recent development. Back in high school, I was a Mike girl & preferred his effortless charisma; I have since changed camps & now find Joel so much more endearing, particularly when he indulges in physicality & absurdism & when he flubs his lines/stammers. I made out w/ him in a quite vivid dream last week; yes, he was wearing th jumpsuit.
Buster Keaton, circa his creative heyday (1924-1928ish), or maybe even after he'd signed to MGM & was in his dark-days because everyone knows I love torment.
Following up th newest crush, th longest-running crush; I fell in love w/ Keaton when I was fourteen, watching tons of TCM instead of having friends. Of this lot, th most conventionally attractive & iconic; those eyes, those eyes!!
Zoë Tamerlis Lund, circa Ms. 45.
I'm really awful at famous lady crushes; I tend to fall for 'real' girls (either acquaintances or, embarrassingly enough, bloggers) instead. Ms. Lund has a perfect moon face, though, & wrote Bad Lieutenant, & was a political activist. Other women who might vie for this spot include Kate Bush, Meiko Kaji, Isabella Rossellini, & Louise Brooks.
Guy Maddin, circa that photograph!
Sometimes I divide crushes into two rough (& overlapping, obvs.) categories: sexytimes & intellectual, & Guy falls into th latter w/ dalliances in th former (had a dream a few months ago wherein we banged in a small boat on a frozen sea). Oddly, one of th most intense of all crushes, though; if/when I ever chance to meet him, I might cry or faint. Because sometimes it feels like he's inside my brain.
Al Columbia, circa whenever, I'd even bang him as foetuses in th womb; I'd bang him as pure energy/thought-consciousness long after everyone is obliterated.
A constant #1. Comes closest to my 'ideal' in appearance, manner, & sufficient creepiness; as w/ GM, a deep level of resonance/synchronicity that is hard to verbalize, so I won't try anymore.
I tried to come up w/ ten, but everything seemed to fall short. Honourable mentions go to Ollie Reed, Pierre Clementi, & Graeme Downes (of th Verlaines).
My mind hasn't really been able to digest film lately (but I have been reading too much instead.) I have a few films I want to write up soon, but I seem to have a mental block. Instead, I'm making my way (v. quickly, too) through MST3K chronologically (minus th KTMA ones) & am almost done w/ season one (in some cases watch 2-3 episodes a day). I have some poor-quality stills I might post to tumblr eventually. I've been obsessed w/ vhs-quality/bleedy/murky/washed-out aesthetics lately.
That segues awkwardly into my reason for this fluff post: inspired by batarde, a list of top five "celebrity" crushes. This list was hard to drum up, as I usually become enamoured by v. specific situations/scenarios or (to a lesser extent) characters. Also, in this case, nearly all of th following require time-travel for me to commence th boning.
Joel Hodgson, circa 1989 & up until he had that unfortunate chin-beard.
Definitely #1 currently, though it is a pretty recent development. Back in high school, I was a Mike girl & preferred his effortless charisma; I have since changed camps & now find Joel so much more endearing, particularly when he indulges in physicality & absurdism & when he flubs his lines/stammers. I made out w/ him in a quite vivid dream last week; yes, he was wearing th jumpsuit.
Buster Keaton, circa his creative heyday (1924-1928ish), or maybe even after he'd signed to MGM & was in his dark-days because everyone knows I love torment.
Following up th newest crush, th longest-running crush; I fell in love w/ Keaton when I was fourteen, watching tons of TCM instead of having friends. Of this lot, th most conventionally attractive & iconic; those eyes, those eyes!!
Zoë Tamerlis Lund, circa Ms. 45.
I'm really awful at famous lady crushes; I tend to fall for 'real' girls (either acquaintances or, embarrassingly enough, bloggers) instead. Ms. Lund has a perfect moon face, though, & wrote Bad Lieutenant, & was a political activist. Other women who might vie for this spot include Kate Bush, Meiko Kaji, Isabella Rossellini, & Louise Brooks.
Guy Maddin, circa that photograph!
Sometimes I divide crushes into two rough (& overlapping, obvs.) categories: sexytimes & intellectual, & Guy falls into th latter w/ dalliances in th former (had a dream a few months ago wherein we banged in a small boat on a frozen sea). Oddly, one of th most intense of all crushes, though; if/when I ever chance to meet him, I might cry or faint. Because sometimes it feels like he's inside my brain.
Al Columbia, circa whenever, I'd even bang him as foetuses in th womb; I'd bang him as pure energy/thought-consciousness long after everyone is obliterated.
A constant #1. Comes closest to my 'ideal' in appearance, manner, & sufficient creepiness; as w/ GM, a deep level of resonance/synchronicity that is hard to verbalize, so I won't try anymore.
I tried to come up w/ ten, but everything seemed to fall short. Honourable mentions go to Ollie Reed, Pierre Clementi, & Graeme Downes (of th Verlaines).