I’m watching the old Land of the Lost on the SciFi channel. I hadn’t seen it since I was a kid. I think even then I knew it was bad, campy & nonsensical, but I don’t think I knew how spectacularly awful it truly is. I mean…it is really bad. There are insufficient words for the low production values, the gaping plot holes, and even the ill-fitting costumes (Dad Marshall can barely button his shirt).
“She looks like a cross between Lady Gaga and the Phantom of the Gay Steel Mill.”
I know Marilyn isn’t the kind of person we are supposed to be remembering today, but hers was one grave I saw over the weekend when my parents were visiting. In the same cemetery (nestled among parking garages in Westwood) we also saw Don Knotts and Merv Griffin’s final resting places.
(Apologies for the crappy photo quality. I took it with my phone, in low light conditions, and with my mom hurrying me so as not to get a parking ticket.)
Saturday night we visited Hollywood Forever for a picnic & a movie, hosted by Cinespia. If you live in LA, I highly recommend these “cemetery screenings.” It’s fun & the quality of the projection is terrific!
The Roman evening either keeps still or it sings. No one can behold it without growing dizzy, and time has filled it with eternity. - Borges
via thisrecording (Who sadly, and a little irresponsibly, didn’t list a source for that fantastic view of Rome!)
Last Day Dream [HD] on Vimeo (via Vimeo)
Naples is the flower of paradise. The last adventure of my life.—Alexandre Dumas
Soon, soon, I shall be there! Just me & DS. And a group of American high school students.
(via thisrecording)
