A Few Scant Thoughts on the 88th Annual Academy Awards
February 29, 2016

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Seeing as it’d feel odd to not follow up yesterday’s predictions with at least some sort of wrap-up, but also seeing as I’d much rather eat an entire stromboli and get caught up on The People v. OJ Simpson, here’s a few scant thoughts on the 88th annual Academy Awards. It’s just enough to say “I still care” without it ending in a caterwaul of famished sobs:

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Today’s Fabulous Image in Cinema: Joan Crawford in Humoresque (Yes, Again.)
July 1, 2010

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Because you can’t appreciate the Humoresque sweet without having to taste Humoresque sour, and because I can never get enough Joan Crawford (particularly until I’ve finished reading David Bret’s epically salacious Joan Crawford: Hollywood Martyr) here’s Joan Crawford’s Helen Wright shedding a single tear of profoundly agonized longing for her violinist lover, Paul Boray (John Garfield).  He’s playing the Liebestod from Richard Wagner’s Tristan und Isolde, she’s drowning her sorrows as she listens to him on the radio, and my head’s exploding from having a moment appeal to the Crawford queen AND the opera queen in me.

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Here’s a Ten-Minute Video of My Little Ponies Singing Showtunes. You’re Welcome
February 23, 2010

I’m not saying that a video of two people in life-size My Little Pony costumes performing show tunes isn’t a metaphor for my childhood:

I’m just saying that a medley of selections from Tchaikovsky’s The Nutcracker and Genesis’s Invisible Touch as performed by Dino Riders and a Barbie doll whilst I prance around the stage on my mom’s old long-handed duster and hum the Wicked Witch of the West’s theme song would be far more on the nose.

And Wagnerian.  At least in terms of freakish absurdity.

Naturally much love to Videogum and Dlisted.  Teamwork makes the dream work.

Kick Your Day off Right with Jessye Norman’s “Liebestod”
May 1, 2009

Fact: Jessye Norman was born in Augusta, Georgia.  

Fact: Given that she’s a fellow Georgian, this fabulous diva always gives this ol’ opera queen a healthy dose of southern pride for biscuits and gravy and fried oreos and summer thunderstorms and the fact that it birthed the most gorgeous voice the world’s ever know.  

Fact: Jessye Norman’s rendition of Wagner’s “Liebestod” will most assuredly destroy you.  Particularly when she’s performing in front of a wall of fire and dressed in a gold robe, as she is for Jessye Norman: A Portrait, which should incidentally be noted as the DVD that now sits atop my Netflix queue.  

Consider yourselves warned:

Congratulations.  You’ve just had the high point of your day, and now the rest of it’s essentially ruined.  

You’re welcome.

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