Thursday, October 20, 2005

In Dreams

Last night was one of those nights. I was already dead tired at 11 o’clock when I sat down to watch the evening’s movie. I had planned to watch Short Cuts, but when I saw the running time, I knew that no matter how well crafted this Altman film was, I would be in very bad shape while watching it. In desperation, I took a look around the house to find something shorter that I hadn’t seen and what caught my eye? Tara’s copy of Who’s That Girl, starring Madonna, a VHS she’s had since her childhood years. I never thought that my blog would enable me to say I am a person who’s seen Who’s That Girl, and yet, there it is.

Tonight is going to be another late night for me and of the two movies I have from Netflix in the house, there’s Short Cuts with a running time of over 3 hours and Roman Polanski’s Tess which has only a slightly shorter running time. Oh that this too, too solid flesh would melt into my TV screen. But, no pain, no gain, right?

The blog is working magic on my brain. Last night, my dreams had something to do with All That Jazz. I can’t wait until my subconscious suddenly mixes Zardoz and Who’s That Girl.


The Wrathful Buddha said...
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The Wrathful Buddha said...

I have read the Stanley Kubrick Archives, and I would recommend you read the book Micheal J. Nelson's Movie Megacheese and start grading on a "Roadhousian" standard.

For a blog that covers random blogs and cultural randomness in general check out: Randos in the Midst.

R2K said...

What dreams may come? :) Thats what I thought you were talking about here for a while...

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