January 23, 2010

Anjelica Huston receiving her star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame.
With her are brother Danny Huston, niece Stella Huston, and director Wes Anderson.
Long may she grace us with her talent.
Actually, long may all of them grace us with their talent because that is a fierce collection of brilliant people right there.

January 21, 2010

Because I reside in the future I am perpetually a day ahead of North American goings-on. Thus today I am prematurely celebrating Anjelica Huston receiving a, in my opinion, long-overdue star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame. Congratulations to Anjelica. It's a most deserved honor.

In reality, however, she is receiving her star on Friday, January 22nd at 11.30am North American time. So I'm a day early. Hence why I don't have photographs of the event.

If any of you find yourselves at 6270 Hollywood Blvd (east of Vine) tomorrow at the appointed hour, take a photo and give a cheer for the Crypt's favorite actress. I'll already be deeply ensconced in Saturday by then. And no, I won't tell you the lottery numbers. I can't affect the past. Haven't you seen Back to the Future? Or, you know, listened to any of Picard's stirring speeches on the subjects of the Prime Directive and letting time alone? Seriously, people. I can only alert you to items of great import. I can't mess with the outcome.

January 18, 2010

Quite possibly my favorite bit of dialogue in Pulp Fiction...

Fabienne: I wish I had a pot.
Butch: You were lookin' in the mirror and you wish you had some pot?
Fabienne: A pot. A pot belly. Pot bellies are sexy.
Butch: Well you should be happy, 'cause you do.
Fabienne: Shut up, Fatso! I don't have a pot! I have a bit of a tummy, like Madonna when she did 'Lucky Star', it's not the same thing.
Butch: I didn't realize there was a difference between a tummy and a pot belly.
Fabienne: The difference is huge.
Butch: You want me to have a pot?
Fabienne: No. Pot bellies make a man look either oafish or like a gorilla. But on a woman, a pot belly is very sexy. The rest of you is normal. Normal face, normal legs, normal hips, normal ass, but with a big, perfectly round pot belly. If I had one I'd wear a t-shirt two sizes too small to accentuate it.
Butch: You think guys would find that attractive?
Fabienne: I don't give a damn what men find attractive. It's unfortunate what we find pleasing to the touch and pleasing to the eye is seldom the same.

Truer words were never spoken.