"Night of the Hunter" is on TCM tonight.

Evil Robert Mitchum, haunting childrens' singing, gorgeous photography, "mais en scene" up the wahoo... Sublime programming from Ted Turner.

20 lets say, "misleading" foreign movie posters of classic American films.

These posters are so many things, but mostly they're delightfully ignorant. From Cracked.com.

You can go straight to hell, Mr. Misdialer, and take your clumsy sausage fingers with you!

Pride and Prejudice and Zombies.

Okay, this might be enough to get me to pick up a book again. Via Coudal.

Speaking of Wonka and depression, Valentines day is coming up.

Chocolate skulls, for the little dahmer in your family. I know, I show "poor taste." Sorry.

Damn you, Willy Wonka.

Having one of those days, trying to pinpoint exactly where I went wrong... Ah! Child-like trust. See, this is what I expected. So stoopid!

Outfitting the bunker #7

The Villain Chair. Sweet, from Suck UK.

Killing the undead...horrific, comedy bliss.

I was watching "The Monkey's Paw," segment of the 1972 movie, Tales from The Crypt, and it brought to mind this scene from the movie, Return of the Living Dead. It still brings me to tears, largely due to the terror convincingly expressed by James Karen.
Here's the trailer for Tales From the Crypt.

Dalida sings "Bambino"

Thanks, MD.

Time lapse of baby playing with toys.

Clearly, no toys were wasted on this kid.

Test your visual estimation skills.

Once and for all: is the glass half full, or half empty? Play The Eyeballing Game.

Beautiful Stop Motion Video

This is Oren Lavie's Her Morning Elegance.

Science solves "Italian Job" cliffhanger.

An admirable use of mind science.

A prestigious area code does nothing for you if you live on a street with a name such as:

Hey EL, remember when we used to laugh at the thought of the poor sap who had to admit to living on Dump Lane?

Gingerdead Man 2: Passion of the Crust.

Need I say more?

Charlie Band's travelling roadshow of Horrors!

I was there, where were you guys?

With Respect, R.I.P. Charles H. Schneer

Can't get enough of those photobombers.

Crashing the party, for our enjoyment.

"Made in U.S.A." follow-up.

Well, after a whole lot of squirming around in my seat, and phasing in and out of sub-title concentration, I'm still glad I saw the rarely screened Godard film. I've spent all morning digging through other peoples thoughts on the movie, and mostly I get the impression that most critics refuse to say anything bad about a Godard film. As groovy as the film is to look at, one shouldn't have to struggle so much to understand a plot. I don't mind meandering lazily through the lives of characters, in fact, it's what I expect of Godard--this was more like running and screaming through a blacked-out labrynth. The following paragraph is the most succinct explanation of the film I could find from NY Times writer, A.O. Scott:

"...There is, for one thing, a pouting and lovely Marianne Faithfull singing an a capella version of “As Tears Go By.” There are skinny young men smoking and arguing. There are the bright Pop colors of modernity juxtaposed with the weathered, handsome ordinariness of Old France, all of it beautifully photographed by Raoul Coutard. There are political speeches delivered via squawk box.
And of course there is a maddening, liberating indifference to conventions of narrative coherence, psychological verisimilitude or emotional accessibility..." Read the full article here. If you're feeling adventurous, tonight is the last night to catch it at the Nuart.

Checking the mail is exciting again!

Eeeeee! Just received my first issue of Cinema Retro! Thank you, MD, thank you, thank you!

Prepping for Godard.

The Nuart theater in Santa Monica is screening, Made in U.S.A. tonight, and I thouht I'd post this unrelated, yet dirty-French-whorish kind of short film, Vox Humana. I mean that in the best way. Like most Godard films it has a beautiful, too many cigarrettes/tumultuous affairs kind of thing that I could watch for hours... Good stuff, from World War Seven.

Great Moments in Special Effects.

A subject near and dear to my heart. Credit goes to Dennis over at Sergio Leone and the Infield Fly Rule, for finding this conversation-provoking compilation of 50 great special effects, as well as some not so great effects, from Den of Geek. Incidentally, Netflix delivered number 20 on their list, Things to Come, this morning which I look forward to watching tonight.

Your stepdad has a secret life...

Wanted: hedonists who want out of the cubicle.

Applicants form a straight line, no pushing or shoving, please. I've been looking, and finally, a job that makes sense.

Forget the invisible fence, keep your dog in line with this:

Carey Bunks gets a deputy silver star for bringing a piece of the old west to the masses. Hey, yawl, pony up and lets learn the art of the lasso.

It's 1971, and you're in a ferrari driving the streets of Paris... holy merde!

"...He had recently purchased a Ferrari and had the idea to mount a gyroscopically stabilized camera low on the front end of the car and navigate a predetermined route through the streets of Paris, during the early morning hours when traffic and pedestrians would be relatively sparse, at a ludicrously high rate of speed..."
I've seen this clip before, but not until now have I been fully briefed on the mythology of C'Etait un Rendezvous. Thanks, Dennis.

Boot stompin,' pony-ropin', bar-slidin' rock n' roll.

For MD--is this what it's like? Music courtesy of The Ettes.

Oil paintings that look like photos of miniatures.

The only thing that could make these better would be a giant nuclear-induced monster to enter frame and have destruction ensue... There's more painings as well as an interview with Amy Bennett at If it's Hip, it's Here.

1961 Playboy article "relishes shapely contours"

That's it, now I'm definitely not going to staples to buy an office chair. Here's the full article at Lushpad.

Something in the water just as creepy as the thought of death-by-fish:

Would it be cruel to take the kids to one of these beaches for a picnic? Tee hee. Here are five beaches to get that "I feel I'm being watched," feeling, from premier holidays. It seems eerily familiar.

Squid alert: sneak peek at final season of "Battlestar Galactica"!

RG, follow
this link.

Anyone out there planning a trip to Japan soon?

If so, could you bring me a copy of one of these? From Grain Edit.

Ever wonder what it would look like if a mid-century eastern European animated their dream one day?