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Well, i feel OK this morning, and i'm working at home, and my work calendar is blissfully empty of any notations. I don't think i've really read work email for a week.
Retreat was exhausting in one dimension, the meetings over the beginning of the week were exhausting in another, and i hit my monthly nadir at the same time. I've watched a bunch of movies, and they've gone down hill since. The Maltese Falcon was wonderful, The Big Sleep i liked less than the Falcon, but now have a solid grasp of the fascination with Bogie and Bacall. Also, hello Faulkner! I heard you in that opening monologue!
Then there was Laura (1944). It won one Oscar, nominated for four others, and in 1999 was entered into the National Film Registry. There are interesting reasons to watch it (Vincent Price as Shelby the Southerner, the New York newspaper columnist who has a marble bath tub for writing in, a female lead who had a career as an advertising executive) but the detective wanders through the film in the most uninteresting fashion.
I think there's another film in there that has completely slipped my mind: i guess it must be Sherlock Holmes: The Woman in Green (1945). I slept through a great deal of this with the killer headache. It was far more film noir, it seemed, than classic British mystery, though. Really quite odd to try and mix Sherlock Holmes and The Big Sleep.
Last night i broke from the 1940's to watch a film Christine had been promising would be very very bad. It has Adam Baldwin & Morena Baccarin from "Firefly", John Aniston & Victor Webster from "Days of Our Lives." For the genera, Haunted Egyptian Artifacts Wreak Havoc, it does have some novel plot twists. However, bad began with the opening credits of this SciFi Channel Original (OK, that gives away a certain nature of the bad right there.) The title "Sands of Oblivion" was in Papyrus, which elicited a squawk from me. Then the opening credits were in a font very much like Harrington. As the credits kept rolling, the roles -- "Director", "Editior" -- were in a *THIRD* font, something like Impact. At this point, i had my laptop out to look up fonts. I found Harrington and then started an upgrade. While that was happening, the story line switched to "Current Day" in a *FOURTH* font. This time, something like Lithos Pro (particularly the shape of the C and the all caps).
I can imagine Papyrus was picked for a "Egyptian" theme and Harrington & Impact hint at the 1920s, but what Lithos Pro hints at other than the nationality of John Aniston mystifies me.
Oh, and the names in the Harrington font? They had a fairly familiar jumbled transition from something from an early version of iMovie: all the letters dance across the screen then settle into place, then dance away. Final Cut Pro, Christine called out.
Retreat was exhausting in one dimension, the meetings over the beginning of the week were exhausting in another, and i hit my monthly nadir at the same time. I've watched a bunch of movies, and they've gone down hill since. The Maltese Falcon was wonderful, The Big Sleep i liked less than the Falcon, but now have a solid grasp of the fascination with Bogie and Bacall. Also, hello Faulkner! I heard you in that opening monologue!
Then there was Laura (1944). It won one Oscar, nominated for four others, and in 1999 was entered into the National Film Registry. There are interesting reasons to watch it (Vincent Price as Shelby the Southerner, the New York newspaper columnist who has a marble bath tub for writing in, a female lead who had a career as an advertising executive) but the detective wanders through the film in the most uninteresting fashion.
I think there's another film in there that has completely slipped my mind: i guess it must be Sherlock Holmes: The Woman in Green (1945). I slept through a great deal of this with the killer headache. It was far more film noir, it seemed, than classic British mystery, though. Really quite odd to try and mix Sherlock Holmes and The Big Sleep.
Last night i broke from the 1940's to watch a film Christine had been promising would be very very bad. It has Adam Baldwin & Morena Baccarin from "Firefly", John Aniston & Victor Webster from "Days of Our Lives." For the genera, Haunted Egyptian Artifacts Wreak Havoc, it does have some novel plot twists. However, bad began with the opening credits of this SciFi Channel Original (OK, that gives away a certain nature of the bad right there.) The title "Sands of Oblivion" was in Papyrus, which elicited a squawk from me. Then the opening credits were in a font very much like Harrington. As the credits kept rolling, the roles -- "Director", "Editior" -- were in a *THIRD* font, something like Impact. At this point, i had my laptop out to look up fonts. I found Harrington and then started an upgrade. While that was happening, the story line switched to "Current Day" in a *FOURTH* font. This time, something like Lithos Pro (particularly the shape of the C and the all caps).
I can imagine Papyrus was picked for a "Egyptian" theme and Harrington & Impact hint at the 1920s, but what Lithos Pro hints at other than the nationality of John Aniston mystifies me.
Oh, and the names in the Harrington font? They had a fairly familiar jumbled transition from something from an early version of iMovie: all the letters dance across the screen then settle into place, then dance away. Final Cut Pro, Christine called out.
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