Yes, absolutely. Becerra’s range of experience is exceptional. I never bought that California was a Blue wonderland. We have dire problems. I think Bercerra knows how to improve things and keep all the parts running in the face of complete obstruction from a Federal Govt that is no longer our ally.
Yeah. And I guess we’ll get there soon enough once we build that base on the dark side & head to Mars in search of water as everyone on Earth drinks Coca Cola made with sand. See? We are already on the dark side and we are already changed.
C’mon! We have so few nice things these days. I need my happy crew.
Two photos, top one is of Artemis II astronaut Christina Koch. Bottom photo is the science officers at Houston’s Mission Control room—all of whom in the photo are women. The caption reads: “The last time we went to the moon, women couldn't open a credit card on their own. Now they're flying to the moon and leading the Mission Control Center.” Reading this brought tears to my eyes.
Not quite! Mike Geisbrecht—who was only in Hole for a short time in 1989–has not (and can no longer) write his memoirs. I will say, however, that his memorial service unfolded like a short heartbreaker story told by Raymond Carver.
TBH, I was transfixed by lead actress Camille Cottin’s proboscis. American just doesn’t cast women without nose jobs. Her real face was stunning and gorgeous to see.
Now that’s an interesting typo!! I meant to say First (1st) season.
Not a movie but very French: “Dix pour cent” aka “Call My Agent!” which ran for 4 seasons. The fist season, imho, was the hottest!
Delores Huerta speaks her truth.
IMO all recognition for Cesar Chavez should be withdrawn and changed to recognition of Delores Huerta.
All I've seen on the Hulu Streaming app in SF Bay Area is for Eric Salawell on a repeating loop.
And then, omg, the 7 season masterpiece of French television from 2009, “A French Village (Un Village Français)” every season = one year of WWII from the fall of France to the post war trials of collaborators. We watched it during his first administration. Phew. Quite a story.
To everyone loving Casablanca, may I recommend “Rome: Open City”? This 1945 film inaugurates Italian neo-realism. And the realism is about how the danger and need for resistance work. And that final shot of the children walking back to the city stands for all the trauma young people must carry.
Okay, full video from the critter cam. Wait for it…
Full Moon Coyote be reading headlines like
Isn’t that a song by Pete Townsend? Oh, wait
And now, I’m going to dive back into one of most gorgeous novels I’ve ever read about lesbians returning to historic visibility in the 1800s—“After Sappho.” Stunning.
Just finished reading a thoughtful essay about Pee Wee Herman — “I Know You Are But What Am I?” Even if you’ve seen last year’s doc abt him, this has even more surprising insights about the Playhouse, our ‘90s relationship to technology, and what survived the moral panic/backlash against him. /1
Rabbit holes are fun but here’s a great book on the subject: “Fabulosa! The Story of Polari and Britain’s Secret Gay Language.” I mean, the cover alone is fabulosa!
“We—that is, Americans—live most of the time inside the cocoon of our small daily lives. Except for fire, flood, or outright war, the history-making world hardly ever impinges on most of us. For the most part, it is over there and we are over here.”
New from Vivian Gornick:
All I know is that we all live in a black submarine, a black submarine. It used to be yellow but (shouting) We Couldn’t Keep It Clean.
The two films you cite are notable for addressing what was happening socially/politically that made the artist matter. Luhrmann’s film shows how (and why) Elvis was moved to cross the “color bar”/Jim Crow. Live & Mercy examined mental illness amidst family trauma & 60s excess.
You have a point that we have blocked out the memory of how The Great Recession (“early 2010s”) decimated so many families, industries, and cities. But the roots of all this do go back to Reagan to undo the liberal gains of the post-war era.
My wife wants me to praise her 79e favs:
the original The Harder They Come starring Jimmy Cliff
The Legend of Billy Jack (she’s singing “One Tin Soldier”)
Lady Sing the Blues
Shaft
Re Andrew’s point abt admiration for Godfather, my list of truly adored Big Budget 70s films include:
Parallex View & Shampoo w/ Warren Beatty
Dog Day Afternoon
Chinatown
The Way We Were w/ Streisand & Redford & The Sting (add Newman)
Because we saw them repeatedly in their first run eras.
Wait!!
Delete The Sting and replace with Harold and Maude
That way, I’m listing films that changed my life and also provided great joy over multiple viewings despite having to search out friends with cars who could drive across LA on the freeway.
Five Fav 70s Films
Rocky Horror Picture Show
Cabaret
The Sting
Tommy (yes, fabulous mess!)
Alice Doesn’t Live Here Anymore
Same as it ever was. Same as it Ever Was.
Also, if you are of a certain age, seeing Roger Daltry prance around shirtless in denim jeans was a-ok. And if you were precocious at a certain age and fell in love with Ann Margaret in Bye, Bye Birdie (and still remember all the lyrics) then seeing her writhe around in baked beans was also fine.
At least you have Tina Turner as the Acid Queen in there, too!
They terrify me! Especially when a giant shipping truck comes speeding down in the opposite lane and I’m afraid they will suck my car into their field of gravity. If we must drive on two-lane highways, let’s save them for old-timey cars that can barely reach 50 mph.
