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:: Wednesday, September 10, 2003 ::

Cinema Oldies

First of all there's Michael Antonioni's film, Blowup from 1967. Antonioni captures the casual amorality of the time. The lead character's life is one without involvement. But he is shaken into action when his photographs seem to show a murder in progress. Mystery is created somewhere between reality and illusion. We never really know the truth and if we did, would anyone care? Which brings us to Brian dePalma's update of the same theme in Blow Out (1981). John Travolta plays an audio technician for a Hollywood studio who utilizes a combination of technology and craft to piece together a trail of political assasination and coverup. Once again, the hero tragically fails to tell the truth. [BTW, one of my favorite 80's Ladies, Nancy Allen plays opposite Travolta. She was also in the the very sexy Dressed to Kill along with Michael Caine. Also the Robocop series, I, II, and III. as well as Poltergeist III and a whole bunch of so-so flicks. I thought she was sooo cute!]
Following the the viewing of this stylish thriller, go back in time to 1974 and Coppola'sThe Conversation. We're talking early Gene Hackman, early genius! At a gathering of high-tech survaillence experts/users/spies/spooks, a paranoid Hackman listens in on the wrong conversation! He suspects he has uncovered a conspiracy of sexual double cross and political assasination. But since the very acts of bugging, wiretapping and stalking are illegal, he is unable to act. The ending scene is pure cinematic excellence.
Next time I'll talk about bad boy Roman Polanski's 1st effort, Repulsion!
That's my cinematic romp for the day. What's yours? Leave a comment with some of your favorites.

:: Tom 6:25 PM [+] ::
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Sometimes (actually alot lately) I feel I have to escape from the world. I escape into my memories. I escape into this blog. I hide my head and think that I'm 20 yrs. old and high on hashish. I'm in college, a mixed up combination of anxiety and sexual energy. I'm longing, lonely, dateless, speechless and afraid of the Draft. Selfishly hurdling through what should be the time of my life, I have no perspective. I have ignored what education my professors were trying to impart to me. All that started to change in the fall of 1966. First of all, I read Ruth Benedict. I understood the meaning of "ethnocentricity." I got it! I aced that course. Then I read Plato, The Dialogues, The Republic. I studied the Sophists, the Skeptics. I got it! I aced the Plato course. I took a course in Eastern Philosophy. The Tao, Buddha, Shinto, the Vedas. I got it there too. The German-Kant, The British-Hume and Berkley. The Americans-Josiah Royce and Huxley. Camus from France and Sartre. Little bitty me from Cayce, South Carolina. I got it.

Then in 1971 it happened. I realized that my thoughts were as important and meaningful as all the philosophers I had ever studied. That's when I developed a symbolic language that enabled me to talk to God. Yeah, direct. Me and Him. Needless to say, things were never quite the same after that. You can see why I have to hide occaisionally. From Him From The Garden The Desert The Mount The Cross The Way.

:: Tom 4:58 PM [+] ::
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Wearing: Jeans, navy cotton buttondown with bold yellow and red stripes.

Listening to: The Music of the Universe

Site of the Day
The world's zaniest news stories are published at Ananova. One man screwed a bolt onto his penis, another killed a woman after she assaulted him with a breadstick! The wierdness continues nonstop.

I'm getting lot's of hits from Google and I don't know why. There is no porn in My Reality...no dancing girls. Just good clean fun. Google People: What brings you here??? Leave a note on my tag board! This happened to a friend of mine, Gina whose site appears under my favorites. She had a mention of someone having sex with frozen chickens and all of a sudden her site was high on everyone's hit list! Of course God forbid if it's something buried in my Archives! Half of my posts were done while I was delusional.

List of things we need done at our house:
New Carpet (old one ruined by dog and cat)
Blower motor for the AC (old one is dead)
New Roof (current one doesn't leak but is starting to sag)
Landscaping (I need a design vision, I have none)
Once a week Maid Service (Deb and I work 6-7 days a week and 3 nights a week)

Personal Wish List:
To get my Taylor 410 Acoustic Guitar back which I sold in April
To Get my computer and keyboard out of hock (in the pawn shop since May)
Uhhh, That's about all I want.
That and the good since to make the right choices from now on out.

Deb's going to Chicago on Friday. She's all excited. She's managing a drug trial and this trip is for training. If I went to Chicago, I'd go see Oprah. Damn, does Oprah look good or what! She's kept her weight off for a coupl'a years now. Go Oprah! I don't care much for Dr. Phil though. Not my style. Speaking of psych, stumbled upon
this site which led me here. Tardive Dyskenesia is a health concern that I lived with for the thirty years that I took a daily neuroleptic medication. It's a horrible dehabilitating condition. I was lucky; no permanent effects. Poor Jenelle was very unlucky.

:: Tom 9:40 AM [+] ::
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:: Monday, September 08, 2003 ::
Jepetto and Me

Sometimes I see an old man in my mind's eye. It's Japetto from the Pinochio story. He's the puppet master. At his disposal are all kinds of tools: Tiny, magical screw drivers, springs, hooks, carving things. More than a doll maker, part psychic surgeon, Japetto works for hours with his screws, lubricants, etc., tightening up the pieces of my soul, trying to make the pain of existance tolerable.

While reviewing a reel of movie film from my past, he noticed a strip where the film had gotten too close to the bulb. It had smoked, bubbled up and melted on to surface of the bulb. He's thinking of a way to fix it."It's tougher than working with the springs and screws," he explained. "These images are actually burned onto the glass bulb so that when a new reel is projected, the old scene is visible in the background. Old and new images become superimposed, some shadowy, some distorted. You would have to look very closely to see if this is a new reality or part of the old one."

One solution would be to use a special cleanser on the lamp. One thing's for sure, we can't exchange it for a new one. They don't make that model anymore and any transplant would be very risky, requiring several attorneys to unscrew the bulb. We asked about this approach at Lowe's Do It Your Warehouse but they warned against it. So far the only thing that has worked is the insertion of a lens in front of the bulb filtering out the old image, allowing the new one to project. This sounds good in theory but in real time testing, the image of the new movie lacks sharpness and focus, and the colors are a bit dull.
Work continues with Japetto and me. I'll let you know if things improve.

UPDATE: Japetto has been busy with a compound of optician's rouge imbeded in pitch. He has successfully erased the burned-on images! However, traces still remain. He warns that further rubbing of the rouge/pitch combination may alter the very surface of the projection lamp, changing the perception of the ongoing reality. He assures me however that the movie will remain unaltered, only that my perception of it may change a bit. He speculates that there are other lamp reconditioning projects ongoing elsewhere but for some reason the technology is kept a secret. I gave him the go-ahead to continue his work with the rubbing tool and have already noticed significant improvement. Observing myself and realizing that what I'm seeing is actually "me" was quite an experience.

Jepetto's task is almost complete. He says that he plans to retire to Genoa soon, relax and maybe write a book on puppet repair.

:: Tom 6:35 PM [+] ::
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Here's fun site for short fiction, called Truckin'.

:: Tom 9:02 AM [+] ::
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