Wartime Romance Films: All’s Fair

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Coming out of Dunkirk last week (guys, it’s amazing- go watch it (except for the erasure of everyone who wasn’t a white man from WWII)!) I was inspired to write a list of great war films.
When I got on it the next day I realized belatedly that war film knowledge is really a big gap in my film expertise.  I haven’t watched most of the classics yet (Bridge on the River Kwai, All Quiet on the Western Front, Das Boot, Patton, etc.) and I couldn’t get more than a few minutes into Saving Private Ryan when I tried to watch it a few months ago. (It’s just so overblown and melodramatic).

My list would have been solely Hacksaw Ridge and Dunkirk, and we can’t have that- even if I do write movie pairing posts sometimes.

So I decided to ease into the subject with a genre I know a little (okay, a lot) more about- wartime romances.

My criteria were vaguely as follows: 1) There must be a war that actually took place in reality. 2) The plot must primarily follow some kind of romantic trajectory- the love story can’t be a secondary consideration, which rules out things like Hacksaw Ridge and Watch on the Rhine.

Be warned- it’s a bit of an eclectic list, but all are worthwhile in my book. Continue reading “Wartime Romance Films: All’s Fair”

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Movie Pairing: The Best Worst Musicals

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I’m proud and humbled to announce that this is the first month that List Mimsy’s views have exceeded 600 (also the first month views have exceeded 500).  And now it is my greatest hope that you won’t all abandon me when
I suggest that these two musicals have some redeeming qualities.

Watching them together is a stretch, bordering on an exercise in masochism, but with what the movies could you possibly watch them?

So what movies am I actually talking about? Brigadoon (1954) and Seven Brides for Seven Brothers (also 1954).  Wow. Before writing this I had no idea both were from the same year.  What a horrible time that must
have been. Without Hitchcock’s Rear Window I feel like it might have ended up being the end of cinema completely.
But what’s actually wrong with these movies? They’re objectively terrible and overblown.  But so funny, I can’t even explain how funny. Continue reading “Movie Pairing: The Best Worst Musicals”

My Last Ballroom Pieces

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The end of an era.  Said era being my college life. This past Friday was the Yale Ballroom Team’s Spring Show, and quite possibly my last ballroom dance performance ever.  So, in the spirit of closure, this post will be a list of the two pieces I performed, the one piece I scrapped, and video links to youtube, where the team just uploaded them.

Also interesting is that in a month and a day this blog will turn one year old.  It’s my intention, on that day, to make this blog public to people following me on Facebook.  I wanted to know myself, know what I wanted to do, and know that I could maintain it before I shared it with people who know me as a person.  But honestly I am kind of proud of this pet project, and I do enjoy it. So. One month and one day. The countdown begins. (Also incidentally May 25th, the blogiversary, is two months until my birthday). Continue reading “My Last Ballroom Pieces”

La La Land, Moonlight, and Hidden Figures

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First of all, I’m feeling better today. Sleep and a quiet morning does wonders.  It’s a blessing to not have a heavy coarse load this semester- especially right now when I’m juggling graduate school applications and ballroom practices.

We have a practice showing for our Winter performance on Saturday, so everyone (including me) is scrambling to get their pieces together. I have four practices today, but things are coming together.

So the best thing to do in these times of stress is to suit up and put on some blood-red lipstick (Snow White by NYX?). As Chanel said, “If you’re sad, add some more lipstick and attack.”  So I have a leather dress (so proud I zipped it up the back all by me lonesome), leather riding boots, a severe side part and low bun, and the life-affirming fragrance, Oud by Maison Francis Kurkdjian.  You know you’ve put on the right fragrance when you wake yourself up and think “Yes, that’s who I am today.” Continue reading “La La Land, Moonlight, and Hidden Figures”

Christmas Specials

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It’s the most wonderful time of the year!
Well, depending on how you feel about it, maybe, maybe not.  For me, it will be once I’m done with this semester and headed home.  And then I can double down on the advent calendar, gift wrapping, holiday preparation whole nine yards.

Because college has seriously cramped my festive style.  (I miss the 25 days of Christmas on ABC (Is it ABC?)).  All they do here at university is get drunk at holiday parties. And the guys next door (not the ones we share a bathroom with, the other ones) blast Mariah Carey’s All I Want for Christmas is You while I try to do my thesis. Bah Humbug.
Finals aren’t even over until the 21st.

I’ve done a bit better this year.  I cornered a children’s choir and made them sing Go Tell it on the Mountain, which is one of my favorite carols. Okay, actually I ran into them and they were going to sing anyway. But it was such an unexpected coup and I feel so deviously satisfied.
I also got to watch a single Christmas movie one of the days after Thanksgiving.  Still far behind my young self, but doing better than some recent years.
And a horse-drawn carriage giving free rides stopped in front of me today so I hopped on and they took me around the block, which was lovely.  The horses were named Ben and Luke, a Clydesdale and Percheron x Thoroughbred. And I’m very satisfied because I guessed their breeds correctly.  My horse knowledge hasn’t all wasted away.
And I think the performance of the Messiah will be happening soon at the chapel.  That’s always excellent. Last year I went and worked on my fifty page lab report. Woo!

So here’s a list of the cheesy Christmas specials that I’m missing (for now).  They’re kind of in the order of what I love most, which mostly reflects what I liked as a child rather than what is ‘good’. And I’m omitting movies I haven’t seen (and movies I couldn’t make it through- like Arthur Christmas). Continue reading “Christmas Specials”

My Favorite Authors: An Added Addendum

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Let’s wrap this one up!  I have something like eight authors to go through on this round (and eight is my favorite number) so let’s get started.

Shirley Jackson:
Namely, her hazy and suspenseful fiction.  You may have read The Lottery, an excellent short story.  You may have been introduced to her, as I was, through We Have Always Lived in the Castle.  There’s a cat in that one.  And a character named Connie (more people should be named Connie).  Funnily enough, a friend who actually asks for and heeds my book recommendations tells me that the Connie in this book reminds him a lot of me. And I’m flattered- which says something about the character but possibly more about me because (spoiler) she’s quite possibly poisoned her family.  Also a girl whose nickname is Merricat, which is kind of freaking awesome.  The Haunting of Hillhouse is also really really good.  And the movie is good but diverges from the book regarding some important plot/character developments- but both are enjoyable and gorgeously atmospheric.  I have to admit that I like her nonfiction less (Raising Demons and Life Among the Savages are about her family life and I think her husband and children sound impossible to live with (and she does too, tbh)) (But also I’m a misanthrope so maybe don’t take my word for it?)  If you’ve disentangled my convoluted parentheses, points to you! Continue reading “My Favorite Authors: An Added Addendum”

Memory Lane: The Best of The Land Before Time

Why was I thinking about The Land Before Time (henceforth, TLBT) today?
I don’t know.  But I thought I would rank them and provide an argument for each placement.  Now, if my rankings don’t perfectly align with yours you’re wrong please don’t yell at me and tell me that I’ve shit on your childhood or anything like that.

This ranking only lists installments I-VII (The Stone of Cold Fire) because, though I watched one or two or three after that, I generally stopped caring and stopped liking them.  Though The Big Freeze did teach me the word ‘ninny’, which is important.  But I only saw that movie twice, and the second time only because it was the only thing on when I was in the ER waiting room late at night. So you get the idea. Continue reading “Memory Lane: The Best of The Land Before Time”