Monthly Archives: October 2024

 

 

I don’t know if Halperin is correct or not, but I’m guessing the aftermath of the election won’t be pretty, no matter which side wins. What I’m expecting:

 

  • We won’t know who won on November 6. We might not know for weeks to come. Or months.
  • There will be much emotion if we do find out early. Especially from Dems if they lose.
  • If you still don’t know who to vote for at this point, do us all a favor and just stay home.
  • If Trump prevails, count on the left to do what it can to ensure he’s not sworn in to office. Whatever it can.
  • My brother-in-law sells booze and pot. He’s looking forward to big sales following November 5.
  • MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

 

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Homicidal

 

Back in 1960, schlock movie producer William Castle (The Tingler, House on Haunted Hill) saw Alfred Hitchcock’s Psycho and had an idea. If Hitchcock could make a black-and-white, psychological horror hit on the cheap, why couldn’t Castle do it, too?

The result was Homicidal which, although not in the same league as Psycho, does boast one helluva clever twist.

I’m giving Castle’s movie an above-average grade based almost entirely on its surprise ending. Until the denouement, Homicidal resembles nothing so much as a dull episode of the old Perry Mason series: cheap sets, stilted dialogue and—well, I almost said poor acting, but that wouldn’t be true. There is at least one sterling performance.

The plot: A peculiar family in Solvang, California is harboring a deranged killer. Or so it seems. Sorry, I can’t say more than that. Release: 1961  Grade: B

 

Would I watch it again?  Yes, mostly just to see how much, if any, cheating Castle does in the set-up for the film’s big reveal.

 

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Wednesday is telling you who to vote for.

 

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Hollywood’s dearth of original ideas, glut of reboots and sequels, and speculation that superhero and comic-book movies might be on the way out, and video-game movies the new, big thing —

Hell, no! Why not go back to the treasure trove of screenplay ideas that has always served Hollywood so well: books?

 

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I watched some, not all, of season one of the Netflix drama The Diplomat and thought it was … OK.

It ain’t Borgen, and it ain’t House of Cards. It wasn’t bad, but it also wasn’t particularly memorable.

But I suppose season two is “must watch” because the protagonist is a female politician. Very “woke,” right?

 

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I’m afraid I am a bit like Donald Trump, who continues to hold out hope that he might get a fair shake from liberal media outlets like The New York Times

I had hoped, despite all evidence to the contrary, that the venerable CBS show 60 Minutes might somehow, some way, escape the taint of biased institutions like, well, CBS.

I should have known after the Lesley Stahl interview with Trump several years ago that even 60 Minutes was hopelessly unreliable.

 

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Three things I don’t expect we will ever get to the bottom of: UFOs, the Kennedy assassination, and the Epstein client list. Maybe four things. Depends on what happens with the investigations into the attempted assassinations of Trump.

 

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Like most people (or most men), I had never heard of podcaster Alexandra Cooper. So I’d like to thank Kamala Harris for bringing the blonde to my attention. Below are some pictures of Cooper. Some of the photos are real, but some are what they call “leaked nudes.” Who knows what’s real and what isn’t?

 

 

Maybe Kamala should have chosen Cooper as her running mate. The blonde podcaster certainly has a nicer ass than Tim Walz has.

 

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by Richard Osman

 

Here’s the thing about “cozy” mysteries: If they are too cozy, they lose their edge. And then you have a bland reading experience.

The Thursday Murder Club walks the fine line between warm and fuzzy — with a few dark passages — and watching an episode of, oh, I don’t know, The Golden Girls, perhaps? There are some chuckles to be had, but not much depth to the characters.

The plot follows four lovable senior citizens living in a retirement village who attempt to solve crimes. For fun. To me, the elderly sleuths were pleasant enough, but not terribly interesting. The mystery is likewise underwhelming.

I notice that they are making a movie out of this novel (the first in a series by Osman), starring Helen Mirren, Pierce Brosnan, Ben Kingsley, and Celia Imrie. Judging from that cast, I’m thinking this might be one time when the movie could be better than the book.

 

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Could the much-anticipated “October surprise” be an embittered Joe Biden, doing what he can to sabotage the people who sabotaged his presidency, by attaching himself to Harris? Ah, the delicious irony.

 

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Well, we only have so much money. Better to send it to the Ukrainians and to help illegal aliens with their rent money or mortgages than to spend it on taxpaying Americans in crisis.

 

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I am growing quite fond of Chris Gore of Film Threat. Judging from his enthusiastic gushing about nudity in the clip below, the dude is apparently an “ass man.” As am I.

 

 

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Time didn’t want you to see this picture, so we are doing our part to show it to you, as a reminder, just before the election:

 

 

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