I loved Brando playing against type in Bedtime Story.  But Martin's Ruprecht stands on his own.

I'm such a fan of the Clouzot that I've never been able to bring myself to watch this.  The same holds true with the film adaptation of Ishiguro's 'Never Let Me Go'.  That book was so damned perfect that the experience would be impossible to duplicate.

The Stories of Ray Bradbury. (Knopf - 1980). ISBN 0-394-51335-5.

Allow me this opportunity to take the wind out of your sails.  Lunch with Ray Bradbury and William Gaines.

Now that's it! This thread has become way too treacle-laden.  Thanks, Roc.

Lhasa De Sela - "I'm Going In"

… and a freaking classical musician.

Three outlets, actually.  He was a founding member of the much-less-popular but vastly superior 'Brand X' throughout the same period.

That is one incredibly beautiful young woman.  *Sigh*

I absolutely loved this film.  Despite the unavoidable comparisons to The Artist ,  this is a different beast.  Maribel Verdu's performance as the wicked stepmother is worth the price of admission alone.

You might be thinking of Eight Seasons.  It combines the trad. Four Seasons with the Four Seasons of Buenos Aires by Astor Piazzolla.  Saw it performed at Symphony In The Barn in Durham, Ontario.  Amazing. Available on Nonesuch records by Gidon Kremer / Kremerata Baltica.

Except, of course, when they qualify for bailouts.

OhMyGod!   I love you John Galt!

John Galt Veal.

Part 1 of 173.  Fun, huh?

Shrug… she said.

Concise.  Thank you. 

Trust me, anyone out there trying to make a buck, ANY buck, doesn't have the time for this shit.

Speech!!!!!  SPEEEEECH!!!!!

I'm not even going to bother…