This is mainly a film blog, meaning here will be both classic and contemporary films. Television series may sometimes visit this blog, as well as other things. Men are my weakness -- here be a lot of those. I obsess, so beware.
I tag films by their original names (i.e. a Japanese film is tagged by its Japanese title) and their year. From my tags page you can navigate to a certain year. I also tag actors and actresses.
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There’s a starman waiting in the sky, he’d like to come and meet us.
“Are you with me, bandits?”
“My mother fought cancer for almost a decade and died at 56. She held out long enough to meet the first of her grandchildren and to hold them in her arms. But my other children will never have the chance to know her and experience how loving and gracious she was. I decided to be proactive and to minimize the risk as much I could. I made a decision to have a preventive double mastectomy.
Life comes with many challenges. The ones that should not scare us are the ones we can take on and take control of” - My Medical Choice by Angelina Jolie, New York Times (14 May, 2013)
“He reveals a quality that at first seems out of sync with the shy, stammering personality favored by nightclub imitators. He is debonair. He has the same humor and lightness of touch that Fred Astaire expresses only through dance. Stewart is debonair when dousing Miss Dietrich and Una Merkel with a bucketful of water (‘Destry Rides Again’) or confined to a wheelchair with one leg in a plaster cast (‘Rear Window’). He is debonair even when wrestling with terrible guilt and a sense of loss in ‘Vertigo.’ Also like Astaire when he dances, Stewart is best seen on the screen in full figure, with all of the lean 6-foot-3 1/2-inch man captured in a single frame. He acts with his whole body. The slight stoop and the way his wrinkled jacket hangs from his shoulders are as integral to his performance in ‘Harvey’ as any of playwright Mary Chase’s lines.”
—Vincent Canby, The New York Times, 1997
