Thursday, 1 July 2021

THERE’S A NEW MOVIE IN PRODUCTION

 

There’s a new movie in production

About a bunch of Comic Art Heisters

Specifically, the work of Mike Mignola

The film is called Steal Mignolas

 

Credit to Selina J @OfSelina

MUM ALWAYS WASHED MY HAIR IN AUSSIE BEER

 

Mum always washed my hair in Aussie beer

And at the time I wasn’t bothered

It wasn't until many years later I discovered

That I had in fact been Fostered

I BOUGHT A CD OF SOOTHING WHALE SONG

 

I bought a CD of soothing whale song

As a chill out evening was planned

But things didn’t work out that way

The CD was by a dolphin tribute band

Wednesday, 30 June 2021

ALL-TIME CLASSIC MOVIE FAVOURITES – KEY LARGO (1948)

 

Key Largo, directed by John Huston, is a post war triller in which Frank McCloud (Humphrey Bogart) travels to a seedy run-down hotel on Key Largo to honour the memory of a friend who died bravely in his unit during WW II.

At the hotel he meets his friend's widow, Nora Temple (Lauren Bacall), and wheelchair bound father, James Temple (Lionel Barrymore) who manage the hotel, and they receive him warmly.

As a hurricane approaches the three of them soon find themselves virtual prisoners when the hotel is taken over by a mob of gangsters led by Johnny Rocco (Edward G. Robinson) who hold up at the hotel to wait for the storm to pass.

Mr. Temple makes it perfectly clear that they are not welcome but due to his infirmities his protest are only verbal.

Meanwhile Frank is reluctant to act, having had a belly full of violence during the war, but after the constant demeaning treatment of his alcoholic moll, Gaye Dawn (Claire Trevor), and Rocco’s catalogue of killings, he is forced to take action.

Key Largo is a great movie and Bogart and Edward G. Robinson put in great performances and there is a tension that does not let up for a single second and keeps you on the edge of your seat from begin to end.

THE WISDOM OF MY MIDDLE YEARS # 2

 

I found that by simply sending

A little note their way

It is eminently possible

To make some one's day

THERE’S NO FORMAL TRAINING

 

There’s no formal training

For street cleaners

As far as I know

I am pretty sure

They get straight to work

And pick it up as they go

PARTING THE RED SEA

 

Moses parted the waters

And left his people in awe

But he had help on the day

In the shape of a sea-saw