Tag: movies

  • Contagion

    I took in a matinee showing of Contagion with My Darling B this morning, which was a little weird. Not that the movie itself was weird, watching it at ten o’clock in the morning was. Movies ought to be watched at night, don’t you think? We do, but for reasons we can’t quite put our Read.

  • giveaway

    *SPOILER ALERT!* If you’re looking forward to seeing Cowboys & Aliens, you probably shouldn’t read any further because I’m going to give away everything I can think of. We played a game of Clichés as we drove home after seeing Cowboys & Aliens and came up with: Man with No Name walks into troubled town Read.

  • Wisconsin Death Trip

    We watched Wisconsin Death Trip last Friday night. I’m not allowed to pick out the Friday night movie any more. Based on the book that you’ve probably never heard of, this movie that you’ve probably never heard of is an hour and a half of people acting out the news squibs found in the newspaper Read.

  • sleepless

    I just finished folding about three weeks’ worth of washed clothes. We wash clothes almost every day, but we never seem to get around to folding them and putting them away. Some of them, the trousers and the good shirts, get half-folded so they lay flat and we can wear them straight off the top Read.

  • The Last Frontier

    We just got back from watching The Last Frontier, probably the goofiest western I’ve ever seen, almost on a par with the television series F Troop. Oddly, I don’t think director Anthony Mann was shooting for goofball, but that’s what he got. Robert Preston, who will forever be The Music Man in my memory, shows Read.

  • The Man From Laramie

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    Wow, they just don’t make movies like The Man From Laramie any more. For one thing, nobody likes movies that corny now. For another, there’s no Technicolor. I really miss Technicolor. The university puts on a show that’s open to the public and free, courtesy of the film studies program. I think we went to Read.

  • Weekend Fun

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    And so ends a lovely three-day weekend we filled by reading books and watching videos. I’m still working on A Crack In The Edge Of The World, Simon Winchester’s history of the San Francisco earthquake, only he’s so into geology it’s more like a history of the entire planet’s geological past. Seriously, he goes all Read.

  • Eggs For Breakfast

    Our Saturday morning ritual included breakfast at the farmer’s market, the first one this winter after they moved to the senior center on Mifflin Street. Scrambled eggs, breakfast sausages, toast, mixed vegetables and fresh spinach. We took our trays upstairs where the crowds wouldn’t be so bad and it would be a lot warmer. The Read.

  • Nit Picking

    Okay, there’s a scene in the new Star Trek movie that I don’t get because it’s got about forty thousand discontinuities in it that didn’t hit me while I was watching it. It was a lot of fun to watch. I just loved it. But later my brain rewinded it and every time I watched, Read.

  • Dookie

    After finishing off my morning coffee the other day I went to the men’s room to read a magazine. Not really, but that’s the euphemism I’m going with. There are four stalls in the men’s room and I try always to use the first one. I read that you should use the first stall because Read.

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