It’s 100 degrees here in New York City and feels like Satan took his balls and rubbed it on the sky and then tea bagged the whole of humanity.
Anyway, back from the big wedding event of the summer between our good friends Eli and Lindsay. Eli is actually pretty famous in the world of politics. He’s Executive Director of MoveOn.Org and a hell of a guy. He also kills me in Scrabble and introduced my girlfriend and I to the card game SET.*
Lindsay is a firecracker who is both badass and quaint. Hard to explain why that is, but she is. It’s definitely a good thing. So celebrating their happiest time (but hopefully happier times are to come) was a thrill for us.
Plus going away, even if it wasn’t anywhere exotic, was still a blast. We went to Great Barrington, Massachusetts, which for a small town actually had a movie theater that showed classic films. It was going to show Arsenic and Old Lace, one of my favorite films. And then that got me thinking about New York City, and why our reperatory houses here suck big time. Unless I’m missing out on some secret society that plays movies underground for all to see, I don’t get much out of the few and far between the theaters here in the city.
I’m jealous of the New Beverly Theater. You guys in LA get some of the coolest people to present double features, with trailers mixed in, like the good old days. My gal bought me the Japanese import of Grindhouse, which is amazing not only because it’s 6 discs, but I get to watch the film the way it is supposed to be watched.
I’m also jealous of Austin, Texas. And I mean all of that city. I love the sights. I just love that they have more great theaters pound for pound in such a small area. I must either visit and/or live there in the next year. All of the Alamo Drafthouse theaters sound delectable. Never knew I’d call a theater delectable, but I just did.
And here’s the main reason anyone clicked on this blog. All about the Alice Porn. Finally checked out Alice in Wonderland porn version from the 70’s that Subversive Cinema put out on DVD. It was a trippy experience, especially that it was also a musical with dance numbers. And that it wasn’t so bad, it was actually pretty campy and the one complaint I would have with the film was that it didn’t have enough porn within it. But I have a bit of a crush on the star, Kristine DeBell now. Even though she hasn’t done anything since the 80’s (actually, since 1990 to be exact), I forgot that she was one of the featured girls in Meatballs. But yeah, a fun time, with some catchy songs and couldn’t stop laughing when Humpty Dumpty’s penis was actually a strap on that you see plainly falling off when he falls off the side of the wall.
Good times.
*SET is a card game where you need to continuously match colors, number of items, shapes and patterns as fast as you can. Addictive as all hell and once you get going, you just can’t stop. And it’s inexpensive to boot. So look like a genius and buy a pack. It’ll impress your stupid friends and make your smart friends want to stick around.