More stuff to catch up with. Mostly due to the Golden Globes being broadcast tonight. On a Tuesday!
I feel like I know why they put it on a Tuesday night instead of a Sunday night, but we don’t need to have that discussion here. I’m knee deep in Oscar season and have barely even rolled up my sleeves. So let’s just get right into it all. (more…)
Pic of the Day: ♫ “Left a good job in the city / Working for the man every night and day / And I never lost one minute of sleeping / Worrying ’bout the way that things might have been / Big wheel keep on turning / Proud Mary keep on burning / And we’re rolling, rolling / Rolling yeah / Rolling / Rolling on the river / Rolling on the river.” ♫ (30th Anniversary)
Pic of the Day: “What are your qualifications?” “Ah. Well… I attended Juilliard… I’m a graduate of the Harvard business school. I travel quite extensively. I lived through the Black Plague and had a pretty good time during that. I’ve seen the EXORCIST ABOUT A HUNDRED AND SIXTY-SEVEN TIMES, AND IT KEEPS GETTING FUNNIER EVERY SINGLE TIME I SEE IT… NOT TO MENTION THE FACT THAT YOU’RE TALKING TO A DEAD GUY… NOW WHAT DO YOU THINK? You think I’m qualified?” (35th Anniversary)
Pic of the Day: “To be, or not to be: that is the question: Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep; No more; and by a sleep to say we end The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to, ’tis a consummation Devoutly to be wish’d. To die, to sleep; To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there’s the rub; For in that sleep of death what dreams may come When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, Must give us pause: there’s the respect That makes calamity of so long life; For who would bear the whips and scorns of time, The oppressor’s wrong, the proud man’s contumely, The pangs of despised love, the law’s delay, The insolence of office and the spurns That patient merit of the unworthy takes, When he himself might his quietus make With a bare bodkin? Who would fardels bear, To grunt and sweat under a weary life, But that the dread of something after death, The undiscover’d country from whose bourn No traveller returns, puzzles the will And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all; And thus the native hue of resolution Is sicklied o’er with the pale cast of thought, And enterprises of great pith and moment With this regard their currents turn awry, And lose the name of action.” (75th Anniversary)
Pic of the Day: “Look. An old crypt. An inscription. ‘So often are you as a blazing torch with flames of burning hemp falling about you flaming, you know not if the flames bring freedom or death, consuming all that you most cherish. Will only ashes remain, and chaos whirling into the void’. The letters are blurred. I can’t read it.” “It’s by Norwid. ‘Or will the ashes hold the glory of a starlike diamond, the Morning Star of everlasting triumph’. “That’s beautiful. ‘Or will the ashes hold the glory of a starlike diamond…’ And what are we?” (65th Anniversary)
Pic of the Day: “I’ve been working since I was 10. I want to find out why I’m working. It can’t just be to pay bills and pile up more money. Even if you do, the government’s going to take most of it.” “But what is the answer?” “I don’t know. That’s what I intend to find out. The world’s changing out there. There are a lot of new, exciting ideas running around. Some may be right and some may be cockeyed but they’re affecting all our lives. I want to know how I stand, where I fit in the picture, what it’s all gonna mean to me. I can’t find that out sitting behind some desk in an office, so as soon as I get enough money together, I’m going to knock off for a while.” (85th Anniversary)
Pic of the Day: ♫ “In the town where I was born / Lived a man who sailed to sea / And he told us of his life / In the land of submarines / So we sailed on to the sun / Till we found the sea of green / And we lived beneath the waves / In our yellow submarine / We all live in a yellow submarine / Yellow submarine, yellow submarine / We all live in a yellow submarine / Yellow submarine, yellow submarine.” ♫ (55th Anniversary)
Well, I’m all out of sorts this year. A lot’s been going on and I’ve just barely had time to watch stuff the past few months. So whereas most years, I’m all over everything that’s out and ready to go with a Top Ten list for December 31st, I’m thinking I’m gonna be late on that this year. I still need to watch about 45 movies (and that’s before I even get started on the shortlists). The major ones on that list include Bones and All, Tár, Triangle of Sadness, The Wonder, My Father’s Dragon, The Eternal Daughter, Bardo, Decision to Leave, Emancipation, Aftersun, The Menu, Devotion, The Inspection, The Son, White Noise, The Pale Blue Eye, The Whale, Empire of Light, A Man Called Otto, Living, Women Talking and Avatar. I’m not even gonna attempt a Top Ten list before I watch most of those. So I think mid-January is probably the best time to expect that. Which I don’t really mind. I’d rather get it right than get it posted.
All that being said, because I’m so behind on simply watching stuff (since this time of year, I’m usually only looking to watch about 5 or 6 movies and already on my rewatch portion before I finalize my list), I haven’t even begun to think about Oscar season. To the point where I legitimately didn’t even know it had started until I saw the Golden Globe nominations were out… the day after they were announced. Legitimately it hadn’t even crossed my mind that we’d even be into that stuff yet. That’s how busy I’ve been.
So this article is just me catching up on all that’s happened thus far (minus the shortlists. That’s gonna be its own thing), plus me making a list of all the things that are to come, so at least I have it as a reference for when I invariably have to catch up and need to know what I’ve missed.
Like I said, Oscar season’s gonna happen, it’s just gonna be a bit weird. So let’s embrace the weird. (more…)