Sunday, October 25, 2009
Warren Beatty stars as John Reed, an American socialist from the 1910's who edited The Masses, he went to Russia in 1917 and wrote 10 Days the Shook the World about the Bolshevik revolution (which I am reading right now).
It has Jack Nicholson in it as Eugene O'Neill.
It's interspersed with interviews of old as shit socialists who knew Jack Reed and Emma Goldman and went to Russia to fight.
I think a lot of the appeal is how desperately interested in the subject matter I am, but it's definitely worth seeing.
the case of comrade tulayev. 5 out of 5 stars.
Victor Serge was a revolutionary who escaped Stalin's Russia.
He wrote this book while living in exile in Mexico.
It's the best thing I've ever read about life in the USSR during the Great Terror (1937-1938) and other Stalinist purges.
Serge's presentation of the almost-comic, tragic absurdity of this period is always captivating, and often suffocating...
"you knocked at a friend's door, and the maid looked at you in terror when she opened it. "I don't know anything about it, he is not here, he will not be back, I have been told to go to the country...No, I don't know anything, no..." She was afraid to say another word, afraid of you as if danger were at your heels. You telephoned a friend - from a public phone booth, by way of precaution- and the voice of an unknown man asked, "Who is calling?" very clear, and you understood that a spy had been posted there, and then you got away as fast as you could because you knew that the booth would be searched within ten minutes. new faces appeared in offices instead of the faces you had known; you felt ashamed when you mentioned the incumbent's name, and ashamed when you did not."
read this book!
Saturday, October 24, 2009
Thursday, October 22, 2009
berries - similar to bees knees
coffin varnish - bootlegged liquor
dewdropper- a man who sleeps all day
indian hop - marijuana
pull a daniel boone- vomit
punch the bag- small talk
century- 100 dollar bill
dip the bill- drink
gooseberry lay- stealing clothes from a clothesline
Now let's see if I can use them all in a short paragraph.
The other day billy ankled up to me, that dewdropper had been dipping his bill in a centuries worth of coffin varnish and looked like he had done a gooseberry lay! I tried to punch the bag but all that came out of his mouth was applesauce! He laid some indian hop on me and pulled a daniel boone. He thought it was the berries!
Monday, October 19, 2009
Sunday, October 18, 2009
This is an excerpt from Jodie Sweetin's book
Coke. No problem. We were doing it right at the table. Meth wasn't as socially acceptable so I did that at home, alone, or with a couple friends who were also using. But the coke, the Ecstasy -- the party -- went until closing. It almost always did.
Then it was back to my place in Westchester, a Los Angeles neighborhood around the corner from LAX. It was always back to my place. Somehow the group had grown to about fifteen or twenty people. I was playing the role of after-party host. Looking back, I think I liked the control. I was always the driver, the host; it was always my show. With people waiting to party, I went into the kitchen and returned with a bottle of Jack Daniel's in one hand, a bottle of champagne under my arm, and a big plate of coke in the other hand for all of my guests. The crowd went wild. Standing ovation. Just how I liked it.
about dustin diamond's book, BEHIND THE BELL
1 out of 5 stars
this book was absolute garbage! the writing was god awful...not to mention there were multiple typos and even an entire paragraph printed twice in a row! grammatical errors...odd spacing...and just all together awful writing...name dropping...total redundancy....i cannot stress enough it is one of the worst reads ive ever attempted ...i actual started to just skim til i saw mark paul or tiffani's names to possibly get some juicy gossip....however i believe he used to premise of telling lots of behind the scenes stories to sell books when the rest of the cast is not mentioned as often as u would think....lots of time spent on his boring childhood friends and verbal pissing contest with his cast mates that im not sure they are aware they are a part of!! ok we get it screech...you got laid too! grow up
Friday, October 16, 2009
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Tracy Morgan's new autobiography 'I Am the New Black' promises to be delightfully loopy--the impassioned audiobook version, even more so.
In the clip below, Morgan talks about the old days at SNL, which leave him with no love lost for former costars Chris Kattan and Cheri Oteri.
"I could remember those two, especially those two people, treating me like the invisible guy. Now look where they at. Cheri Oteri, she can't even get arrested," he reads.
Then he adds some extra commentary.
"That's what happened to me over there. They never treated me well," he says. "I never cared for them either. F--- 'em."
'I Am the New Black' hits shelves Oct. 20 and '30 Rock' returns Thursday.
Sunday, October 11, 2009
I think the one problem I have with technology, is that it has created a world where, for the first time, in the past 50 years or so, we are unable to really feel kinship with people who lived in previous centuries. I might be totally wrong on this, but I feel like, maybe pre-WWII, and almost certainly pre-1870's, people didn't really feel that they were so different from those who lived 200 years before them, and in a lot of ways, they were not. Now I'm pleased as punch that the world I live in is the world of today, and not of 100 years ago, but I do think that something is lost, and that is an inability to relate to art and literature that was created more than 50 years before we were born.
Most people I know have been able to do that, but I know that for me at least, it didn't come naturally, I had to sort of train myself to enjoy things written before 1935, for example.
I suppose I'm sort of rambling here, it's just something i was thinking on.
Saturday, October 10, 2009
More of Showtime's specialty- darling white people doing repulsive things, but having enough money or looks to be consistently forgiven.
also, the 'clever' dialogue might be the most painfully unrealistic I've ever heard, just sort of constant back and forth sniping about sex. really bad.
I didn't care for this at all. I'm no Lenin apologist, so I do not take any particular offense to a book that portrays him in a largely negative light. Despite my socialist sympathies, I find large-scale murder pretty generally distasteful.
However, Service strikes me as someone who is ideologically driven without realizing it. Other people write on the revolution clear in their support or disdain for one or all of the major players. Service sees himself as a non-biased observer to some degree (although makes clear that he is something of a conservative and certainly no Marxist), and makes some big-time claims in the introduction to being new voice on his subject. But frequent lines like, "Lenin had a greater passion for destruction than love for the proletariat" seem to put the lie to this notion.
Statements like the above, peppered throughout the book, are opinions, stated as fact, that get pretty grating.
beyond all that, I just really didn't love the way he writes.
hang it up Robert Service.
Friday, October 9, 2009
I 'finished' this, in that, it was so fucking awful that I put it down never to complete the assigned chapters. I see that it has 95 percent approval. But man oh man, I thought this was just about the worst goddamn thing I've ever read in my life.
The very best thing that someone could say about this book is that...it does not frequently contradict obvious advice. But really, do we need a book to tell us (in 50 frigging ways) that it is good to encourage positive relationships, respect, etc.
Intensely boring also.
A couple of things seem genuinely like bad advice. There is one instance where the book recommends putting name tags on students, if they object, they are to be reminded of all the local businesses where employees are so labeled. That's sort of gross, no?Either way, ugh. man. I wanted it to stop so badly.