― anthony kyle monday (akmonday), Friday, 2 January 2004 18:09 (twenty-two years ago)
― Ned Raggett (Ned), Friday, 2 January 2004 18:12 (twenty-two years ago)
― Ned Raggett (Ned), Tuesday, 13 January 2004 03:28 (twenty-two years ago)
― s1ocki (slutsky), Tuesday, 13 January 2004 04:07 (twenty-two years ago)
― s1ocki (slutsky), Tuesday, 13 January 2004 04:08 (twenty-two years ago)
It wasn't the exact quote, but he talked about loving the films (fine enough) and then made some sort of half-assed 'reminds me of my own struggles' followup. I'm so glad I only read my news these days, I can't imagine what hearing that would have made me do.
The seventies Medved is long, long gone.
― Ned Raggett (Ned), Tuesday, 13 January 2004 04:09 (twenty-two years ago)
― nickalicious (nickalicious), Tuesday, 13 January 2004 19:41 (twenty-two years ago)
― C J (C J), Tuesday, 13 January 2004 19:44 (twenty-two years ago)
― Dan Perry (Dan Perry), Tuesday, 13 January 2004 20:55 (twenty-two years ago)
― Dan Perry (Dan Perry), Tuesday, 13 January 2004 20:56 (twenty-two years ago)
― Dan Perry (Dan Perry), Tuesday, 13 January 2004 20:58 (twenty-two years ago)
He and his brother Harry helped codify bad movie love as an art form in the seventies with their (very funny if often sophomorically so) books The 50 Worst Films of All Time, The Golden Turkey Awards (and its later sequel) and The Hollywood Hall of Shame, which specifically looked at big budget bombs. To give you an idea of their impact, a poll in 50 Worst was reported and tallied up in Golden Turkey and the winner was Plan 9 From Outer Space, which at the time was the first real codification of that film and Wood himself as the ne plus ultra of bad movies. To a large extent, the cult started right there. There's next to nothing in the books which would indicate that Medved would first turn into a boring flack and then a self-righteous hard-ass conservative (and apparently his brother Harry has followed suit, alas). A real loss to populist film mania for its own sake.
― Ned Raggett (Ned), Wednesday, 14 January 2004 02:56 (twenty-two years ago)
― Dan Perry (Dan Perry), Wednesday, 14 January 2004 04:38 (twenty-two years ago)
― Ned Raggett (Ned), Wednesday, 14 January 2004 04:40 (twenty-two years ago)
― gygax! (gygax!), Thursday, 15 January 2004 16:20 (twenty-two years ago)
― Dan Perry (Dan Perry), Thursday, 15 January 2004 16:21 (twenty-two years ago)
Long and short of it
http://us.news2.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/p/ap/20040114/capt.mil10501141644.italy_men_fashion_mil105.jpg
Italian fashion label Etro unveiled its own little and large show in Milan yesterday as two hirsute models hit the catwalk to show off its latest collection.
Sporting checked suits, the models looked more like they had stepped off the set of a Lord of the Rings film than the glamour fashion houses of Milan.
The Etro label was created in the 1960s and is characterized by a Paisley motif, which is its hallmark.
― gygax! (gygax!), Thursday, 15 January 2004 16:23 (twenty-two years ago)
― Nichole Graham (Nichole Graham), Thursday, 15 January 2004 16:30 (twenty-two years ago)
― Ned Raggett (Ned), Sunday, 18 January 2004 01:58 (twenty-two years ago)
― pete s, Sunday, 18 January 2004 02:21 (twenty-two years ago)
― Ned Raggett (Ned), Sunday, 18 January 2004 02:40 (twenty-two years ago)
x-post
― pete s, Sunday, 18 January 2004 02:48 (twenty-two years ago)
Hurrah! (Well, you have to start somewhere.) I'm more just surprised at the existence of a piece which functions as an attempt to fight a rear-guard action in the name of Edmund Wilson and modernism -- did literature stop for this guy in 1940 or something?
― Ned Raggett (Ned), Sunday, 18 January 2004 03:22 (twenty-two years ago)
― jel -- (jel), Sunday, 18 January 2004 13:01 (twenty-two years ago)
― jel -- (jel), Sunday, 18 January 2004 18:34 (twenty-two years ago)
― Ned Raggett (Ned), Sunday, 18 January 2004 18:38 (twenty-two years ago)
Another magnificent achievement, which I would like to see again (in a more comfortable environment than the local multiplex - so roll on the DVD!)
Visuals: I had thought before that the Elves at Helms Deep were reminiscent of the fallen angels in Burne Jones' The Fall Of Lucifer , & I was struck by the same similarity as Faramir led his troops back to their doom at Osgiliath down the twisting street of Minas Tirith.
Then again, the Grey Havens are a dead ringer for any of a dozen of Turner's seaports (colour/light), take Dido Building Carthage as an example, with the final shot of the ship melting into the light even having echoes of Ulysses Deriding Polyphemus
Gripes: the second seeing confirmed to me the crassness of juxtaposing barmy old Denethor's "blood" (from a tomato?? wtf) stained lips & chin with those of the Orcs occupying Osgiliath who have presumably been feasting on a few Gondorian soldiers. I wish there had been some exposition of the reason WHY he had been driven bonkers.
I dislike the introduction of Frodo's rejection of Sam on the stairway up Cirith Ungol for the same reasons that I find the mistrust between Rohan & Gondor irksome - it doesn't ring true with my memory of the book.
Shelob, for some reason looked more male than female to me. I missed the dragging belly, but most of all I couldn't see any eyes on the beast! which I remember as being its central feature, expressing all the creature's emotions. It also seemed a little dangerous using the light of EƤrendil to ward off a descendant of Ungoliant, but I checked that chapter & if it is an inconsistency it is paralled in the book.
The compression of all the action sequences contrasted unfavourably with the too long drawn out Hobbit-hugging farewell shots.
Maybe my seat was too uncomfortable but I find the hobbit love scene music reminiscent of the old Hovis ad theme which makes me expect them to break out into a Yorkshire accent at any time.
That enough bollocks from me.
When's The Hobbit coming out?
― Mooro (Mooro), Saturday, 14 February 2004 11:44 (twenty-two years ago)
― Ned Raggett (Ned), Saturday, 14 February 2004 17:10 (twenty-two years ago)
― miloauckerman (miloauckerman), Saturday, 22 May 2004 04:15 (twenty-two years ago)
― Ned Raggett (Ned), Saturday, 22 May 2004 04:15 (twenty-two years ago)
― El Diablo Robotico (Nicole), Saturday, 22 May 2004 12:20 (twenty-two years ago)
― Ned Raggett (Ned), Saturday, 22 May 2004 14:19 (twenty-two years ago)
― Tep (ktepi), Saturday, 22 May 2004 14:28 (twenty-two years ago)
― Ned Raggett (Ned), Saturday, 22 May 2004 14:31 (twenty-two years ago)
Yep, still brilliant. Now, the extended version. *sets some part of brain to somehow wait patiently for seven months*
― Ned Raggett (Ned), Wednesday, 26 May 2004 04:06 (twenty-two years ago)
― gygax! (gygax!), Wednesday, 26 May 2004 05:49 (twenty-two years ago)
― Ian Johnson (orion), Wednesday, 26 May 2004 06:24 (twenty-two years ago)
― Spencer Chow (spencermfi), Thursday, 23 September 2004 23:49 (twenty-one years ago)
― Ned Raggett (Ned), Thursday, 23 September 2004 23:52 (twenty-one years ago)
― jess (dubplatestyle), Thursday, 23 September 2004 23:52 (twenty-one years ago)
― jess (dubplatestyle), Thursday, 23 September 2004 23:53 (twenty-one years ago)
― Ned Raggett (Ned), Thursday, 23 September 2004 23:53 (twenty-one years ago)
I BLAME GORGE LUCAZ
― jess (dubplatestyle), Thursday, 23 September 2004 23:54 (twenty-one years ago)
― Ned Raggett (Ned), Thursday, 23 September 2004 23:54 (twenty-one years ago)
― jess (dubplatestyle), Thursday, 23 September 2004 23:55 (twenty-one years ago)
― Ned Raggett (Ned), Friday, 24 September 2004 00:15 (twenty-one years ago)
― jess (dubplatestyle), Friday, 24 September 2004 00:16 (twenty-one years ago)
― Ned Raggett (Ned), Friday, 24 September 2004 00:17 (twenty-one years ago)
::waiting anxiously for the multi-hour orgy to come when all three extended editions are in my hot hands::
― Hey Jude, Friday, 24 September 2004 00:44 (twenty-one years ago)