Southland Tales - official trailer
A Buckeroo Banzai: Adventures Across the Eighth Dimenion for the new Millenium...not that anyone (but me maybe) wanted that...
Saturday, January 12, 2008
Late Night Irish Smaltz
clovers aren't shamrocks, how many fucking times....and don't get me started on 'green white and gold'
It may surprise regular Jimmny reader/s*, but I ocasionally get a bit dewy eyed about not being in Ireland, not in a Frank McCourt-ack-me- life's-been-shite- and-I-had-to-eat- coal-and got-sent-to-America-in-a-box way but in a genuine love of proper Irish culture like Flann O'Brien, Patrick Kavanagh, and Podge and Rodge. (and other auld heroes of comedy)
To hear some of the old and not so old Irish songs, I make the mistake of going to youtube where you can hear many a fecking idiot butcher them either visually or orally
Check this not bad version of Raglan Road, (in song) but check out the woeful video. Want more, again an ok version but bad auld pronuncian of Pacric Kaaavanaagh
But these guys take the biscuit for a stab at Hills of Donegal, keep going lads, bang that wee drum thing you have and someone will get up and dance as it seems to be 4am at a wedding.
While I'm at it, this is what happens when you type in 'Irish Stand Up' into youtube. Jesus.
must balance this though there's
Whipping Boy's When Were Young.
A House Endless Art
Toasted Heretic Galway Bay to Los Angeles
*Delete as applicable
Friday, January 11, 2008
Thursday, January 10, 2008
I am Legend
Was looking up stuff on I Am Legend and check it out above ! The first adaptation of Richard Matheson's 1954 Novel is public domain.
Although it may seem cheesy on first look, this is haunting in parts, especially Morgan's workman like and resigned day-by-day genocide, in the new movie, we getting the feeling that Neville is methodically working through each city block to find survivors but in this version it is more explicit that Neville is making sure all the infected are dead with the ensuign detriment to his mental health. The perverse enjoyment of being the last man on earth and having free reign on all of earth's art and technology is present in all, with the payoff of loneliness is the core of the story of myself and manya geek no doubt, of surrounding yourself with books, movies and music.
Part of what I call Heston's "I saved the past, now I'm going to save the future you damn dirty cinema goers" (along with Planet of the Apes (1968) and Soylent Green (1973) ) Heston's Neville gets his monstrousity across a bit but he can't really express the loneliness and paranoia...the PHONEs aren't RINGing. My favorite bit is when he watches Woodstock over and over again and goes 'best GODdammn movie ever'. Like I was buying the existence of modern vampires okay, but the idea that he watches Woodstock every day stretches credulity. This sees a contiuation of a quasi-subplot of Heston movies: having a love interest that's a racial or exotic other, althought Rosalind Cash in the Omega Man give him more of a challenege than the scantily clad and mute Nova (Linda Harrison) in Planet of the Apes.
Get your lips off of me you damn dirty ape!...
ladies , the way Heston (and come to think of it Mel Gibson) like 'em:
scantily clad, in a cage, can't speak.
I don't think Heston every really wanted to leave the planet of the apes, you can shoot what you like and all the women who are intelligent look like monkeys and all the ones who can't speak are beautiful. If Heston had revived a 19 year old scantily clad vampire yoke and it was all heavy breathing and tied to a bed and almost cured, you'd know he'd be on top of it quicker than on a beach strewn with a hundred Statues of Liberty.
Which brings us to the great I Am Legend. As in keeping with Hollywood's 'Sexzel Washington Paradox' good male black characters never get to have sex cf Denzel in the Bone Collector or The Siege but bad black characters get to ride all round them cf Training Day. There's also the paradox of this type of Richard Matheson or Philip K. Dick fiction of the 1950s and 1960s, paranoid, ambiguous characters, which Hollywood has trouble making into action movie leads.
Smith does a great job of expressing the loneliness and paranoia but there is less of the implication of the Neville character actually being a monster to the 'still living' faction of humanity that he is slowly destroying day by day, absent from the current adaptation, which reduces some of the dramtic core of the book. It's great to see decent science fiction with a darker edge on the screen though.
Wednesday, January 09, 2008
More Graham Linehan Goodness
A certain Dumb Riffer has alerted me to a new RTE documentary on Graham Linehan and what better excuse to put up some more Neon goodness I had scanned, (due to popular demand!), before Christmas but couldn't get up before now, particularly the Alfred Hitchcock and King Kong interviews and myths of Sam Peckinpah exposed! You may remember that the man Linehan mentioned me on his blog and I went 'eeep' and danced around like a wee school girl for a while.
Hot Chip - Ready For The Floor
saw this on graham linehan's blog, definite overtones of the 'batdance' video, see below...
Saturday, January 05, 2008
Peter McGrane (January 8, 1947-December 30, 2007)
We hope you enjoy your stay,
It's good to have you with us,
even if it's just for the day
we hope you enjoy your stay
Outside the sun is shining,
it seems like heaven ain't fair away
It's good to have you with us,
even if it's for the day...
The Parting Glass
Of all the money e'er I had,
I spent it in good company.
And all the harm I've ever done,
Alas! it was to none but me.
And all I've done for want of wit
To mem'ry now I can't recall
So fill to me the parting glass
Good night and joy be with you all
Oh, all the comrades e'er I had,
They're sorry for my going away,
And all the sweethearts e'er I had,
They'd wish me one more day to stay,
But since it falls unto my lot,
That I should rise and you should not,
I gently rise and softly call,
Good night and joy be with you all.
If I had money enough to spend,
And leisure time to sit awhile,
There is a fair maid in this town,
That sorely has my heart beguiled.
Her rosy cheeks and ruby lips,
I own she has my heart in thrall,
Then fill to me the parting glass,
Good night and joy be with you all.
Friday, December 14, 2007
Why So Serious?
My news site of choice, superherohype has the new Dark Knight International teaser poster see below! Also loads of updates on all the viral marketing sites like The Gotham Times and a funny Jokerised version TheHaHa Times
Thursday, December 13, 2007
My First Comedy review! 4 Dec Concrete (Uea Student Paper)
My very apt bit reads: 'Lorcan Macgrane(sic) Charmed with his sensitively told observational comedy, regarding mainly pornography and onanism' , yep that about sums it up...
Thursday, December 06, 2007
My Dirty Little Secret
I know, this must be very boring, but don't worry the shameless self promotion will end soon. Below are some pics from the Earlham's Dirty Little Secret Comedy night.
Didn't get any pics of David Trent he was on the bill with us and one of the best of the night. Christian Ancliff and Dan McKee also did great sets. The night was organised and MC'ed by Carrie Ann Guthrie
Although people say my set went well, I think it was not as good at some of my other ones, but it was good to do almost all new material (smae old themes of porn and sex though, more geekiness was in evidence) and try it out, will have it more polished for Laugh Out Loud on Dec 10th at the Rose. There was quite a mix of ages too, so again felt like shortening some of the more perverse bits. It's a great experience though in how to reword things to be clearer in the joke. I had a bit about a priest coming up to me in primary school when I was reading a Fighting Fantasy book 'Phantoms of Fear' and he goes ' you don't believe in all those goblins and demons and such', I was like no, because, like, it's a book, I don't really believe in fictional supernatural characters that appear in books, and that they talk to me and guide my life...I'm not fucking insane. I then decided to follow it up with the 'hilarious' nonpunchline, 'see what I'm saying is that all Christians are fucking insane', yep didn't go down well, should have just let the first bit percolate.
Me not impressing some older couples by claiming that all Christians and religious people in general are insane lunatics, note to self: atheist philosophies do not necessarily equal punchlines...
Whoop! first time with my name on a poster though...
Tom and I have the traditional pre-gig smoke and drink
Young Tom Toms
Tom Moran and Kate Bouchier think about their doirty little secrets
They had these little pages where you were meant to write down your 'dirty little secret' mine reads: "I am a Ball Bag"....see above.
Had cheered up by this point...
'Will tell mucky stories about tgirls for food'
A consoling hug from young tom toms
Was it something I said? yes maybe as I said it through a microphone in a crowded room.
Cambridge Based comedy/poetry troupe 12 Guage in mid flow...
Kate with gun (not real...as far as I know) either way it's a got a sexy touch of that video Samuel Jackson is watching in Foxy Brown, don't it...
The merriment progresses at Delaneys (aka 'Deshamey's' the after hours pup of choice for bar staff every Sunday/Monday and also most of the pissed up lunatics in Norwich who don't want to go home) with one of the 12 Guagers, talking comedy, drinking Guinness... it doesn't get any better than this, the odd ride would be nice...and some of them have been very odd.
Lessons learnt from reading the Richard Pryor Biography...
Don't leave your pet monkeys in the care of a crack dealer called "Dirty Dick"...
Mooney, who begrudgingly watched the animals whenever Shelley and I went out of town, resigned his caretaker post once I added Girlfriend* to the mix. In need of a babysitter for several weeks, I pressed Dirty Dick into service. He was my only option. Still I should've know better.
When I got back, both the monkeys were dead.
"They killed themselves," he said, "committed suicide."
"What?" I asked, shocked.
"Yeah", he said, pointing to a gas burner on the old stove in the middle of the kitchen.
"The accidentally turned it on and suffocated".
Pryor Convictions, (2005) p.118-119
*A female monkey Pryor bought to prevent his male monkey 'Boyfriend' fucking him in the ear all the time with his wee monkey dick.
Tuesday, December 04, 2007
Outline/Golden Star Comedy Comedy Competition
note the 'allternative' spelling of alternative...
Here's some photos courtesy of Norwich magazine Outline of their comedy competition Yer Havin a Laff every second Thursday at the Golden Star.
Tom's comedy stylings after three bottles of white wine...
"I've got kids...you can hit them..." a great half-liner from Tom
I am indeed blogging this
A happy winner...
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