I Got Nominated for a One Lovely Blog Award! Woo Hoo!

Here are the people I nominate. NOTE: If I nominate you and you don’t want to participate, that’s cool! No worries!

Yay!
Yay!

Thank you to Nalia Rose for nominating me! I never expected to receive anything like this!

And thank YOU readers, for continuing my enable my mad ramblings! I appreciate you so much, and love that there are so many people with similar interests!

The Rules!
The Rules!
  1. Thank the Person who nominated you and include a link to their blog.
  2. List the rules and display the Award.
  3. Add 7 facts about yourself.
  4. Nominate 15 other Bloggers and comment on one of their recent posts to let them know they have been nominated.
Facts About Me
Facts About Me

Seven Facts About Me:

  1. I’m a shy weirdo introvert.
  2. I played the violin for seven years.
  3. I’m a Scorpio.
  4. I’m 5’2.
  5. I like experimenting with natural beauty products and methods, and have tried LOTS of different kinds.
  6. I LOVE to cook (and eat)!
  7. I am insulin resistant/Pre-Diabetic and control it with diet and exercise.
Nominations!
Nominations!

Here are the people I nominate. NOTE: If I nominate you and you don’t want to participate, that’s cool! No pressure and no worries! 

  1. Patrick Sponagle
  2. Flamingo Dancer
  3. Nicholas C. Rossis
  4. #HowEllaGotHerGrooveBack
  5. YellingRosa
  6. Suchamuse

Thursday, Better Known as Friday Eve

In Which The Author Doesn’t Say Much of Value Other Than An Apology

Happy Friday Eve, Dear Readers!

It continues to be a hell of a week – hell of a month actually, but I’m not getting into that.

But there’s hope on the horizon, swirling toward us like Falcor from the dawn-touched clouds in The Neverending Story – FRIDAY. 

I Can See Friday From Here!
I Can See Friday From Here!

Although not a payday Friday. Ah well, can’t have everything!

Sorry I’ve not been posting much here. I’ve been watching stuff but haven’t had the mental energy for a really in-depth analysis of anything lately. I’m planning a round up of posts from the archives that will help orient new readers (HELLO AND WELCOME NEW READERS!), but haven’t sat down to work it out yet.

So bear with me! New posts are coming!

I hope your week is going well!

A Night at the Thee-Ah-Tah – Mad Max 2: The Road Warrior At the Enzian

In Which The Author Leaves The House in the Company of Friends, Good Food, and Post-Apocalyptic Cannibal Cults.

[The Enzian did not pay me to write this entry, I just love going there and have for years, and wanted to spread the word!]

Last night I scurried forth from my bolthole for a special occasion: Orlando’s own local independent theater The Enzian was showing Mad Max 2: The Road Warrior. Rejoice!

Exterior 5

The Enzian’s been around since 1985. I saw my first film there in 1997, Ma Vie En Rose, so right away you can see it has quite a variety. It’s the kind of place for people who just flat out love movies and good stories, like the Alamo Drafthouse. During the Florida FiIm Festival (yes, Florida has a film festival and it’s not just police dash cam vids of drunk people falling down or setting things on fire) the Enzian becomes a nerve center of activities: they show a lot of films there, and they have discussions with filmmakers and actors. Gabriel Byrne and Helen Mirren have attended, and I believe my former Creative Writing teacher Pat Rushin did an appearance as well.

Eden bar

The Enzian has a sweet bar outside with all kinds of drinks from domestic beers to cocktails containing absinthe, flavored whiskey, and moonshine. Inside, they offer a full menu of oodles of goodies, like sandwiches, tomato cream soup, and/or truffle parmesan fries. They also do free movies on the lawn sometimes, or other film events around town. The bar/patio is shaded by gigantic live oaks and has a fountain, so it’s a nice place to unwind.

Films I’ve seen at the Enzian:

  • Ma Vie En Rose
  • The Dinner Game (French)
  • Hedwig and the Angry Inch
  • What We Do In The Shadows
  • So I Married an Axe Murderer
  • Aliens (on birthday last year- they do horror movies in October!)
  • Pumpkinhead
  • The Host (Korean horror/sci-fi, not the Twilight thing)
  • A Very Long Engagement
  • Let the Right One In (Swedish)
  • Micmacs
  • Treasure of the Sierra Madre
  • Babe: Pig in the City (I have no shame about crying in front of people during this movie)
  • Mirrormask
  • Gone With the Wind
  • Sympathy for Lady Vengeance
  • Oldboy (original)
  • Big Trouble in Little China
  • Primer (the science fiction one)
  • Film festival shorts
  • The Troll Hunter

And so many more! I can’t list them all!

As mentioned above, the Enzian does horror movies during the month of October – I’m already planning to see Shaun of the Dead and probably Beetlejuice, too.

I met up with a bunch of friends who are movie nerds like myself and we had a damn good time. I thought I saw Road Warrior like 20 years ago but apparently I was thinking of the first Mad Max, when he’s a cop. Ah well!

In lieu of a real review, here are my thoughts:

  • More in line with Fury Road than Thunderdome, although I still love all three
  • More feminist than I would have guessed (the female warrior was badass; there was also a chick who had the option to escape and did the honorable thing by staying with her people; women sat on the council and took up arms)
  • The Feral Kid was the best
  • Lord Humungus’s thighs needed their own credit. That dude was walking beef.
  • One complaint – I couldn’t get over the assless chaps the raiders wore. Hell, just wearing shorts in Central Florida summer can get you burned on a cloth carseat, so Australian post-apocalyptic desert-wear should offer more protection from leather motorcycle saddles baked by the sun. Just a thought. Also I imagined the actor playing Wez was having fun as he flashed his cheeks at the camera with joyful abandon. It was a full moon at noon over the Aussie desert, y’all
  • Jedidiah The Gyro Copter Pilot was also the best

SO! If you find yourself in Orlando, consider taking a day off from a theme park and hitting the Enzian for some REAL Central Florida flavor. I like roller coasters as much as the next person, but sometimes need a break from the sweaty throngs.

[EDIT: It only hit me this morning, the delicious irony of going to a high art movie theater to watch nitro-cannibals ride around on flaming motorcycles in assless chaps. But whatev-  they wouldn’t show it if they didn’t love movies!]

Another Kind of Christopher Lee Memory

It’s been a hell of a week, folks.

I had a crazy busy weekend, and then was down with food poisoning Monday and Tuesday. Wednesday I discovered my leave doesn’t accrue the way I thought and I’d have to burn two floating holidays to make up for the 48 hrs I spent on the bathroom floor.

I’ve done the sad thing for Christopher Lee, but the man made himself 5 lifetimes out of one and made it last nearly a century.

So let’s raise a glass (or a carafe, or a tumbler, or hell a bucket) and remember a man that grabbed life by the short hairs and didn’t let go for a long, long time!

Steven Glassman, I know you’ll remember this one! 😀

And because everyone else is posting it, here’s Sir Christopher’s version of My Way. I wish it was mastered differently, or maybe it’s my shitty speakers but his glorious voice isn’t given the attention it deserves. You could butter noodles with that magical bass!

Shine On, You Beautiful Diamond

We Will Not See His Like Again
We Will Not See His Like Again

“Do sit down, Sergeant. Shocks are so much better absorbed with the knees bent.” ~ Lord Summerisle, The Wicker Man

Mr. Christopher Lee passed in the hospital, of respiratory problems. He was 93.

I’ve known who he was since I was 5. I’ve never met him, never wrote him a fan letter or anything, but he was as constant and dominant on the cinematic landscape as a distant mountain range- and just as majestic.

He was Dracula, he was Francisco Scaramanga, he was Saruman, he was Count Dooku, he was Henry Baskerville and several  hundred other roles. He was the world’s tallest leading actor, and a direct descendant of Charlemagne. He was with British Intelligence during World War 2, a personal friend of J.R.R. Tolkien, and sang in a heavy metal band.

And now he is no more.