Happy Friday, Y’all. Sending you lots of loungable, lazy, weekend love and a few choice nuggets from the inter webs.
I grew up in sleepy little town in South Dakota (small = pop. 700) and when I look back at my childhood I see many of the moments you might expect:
– Purple ribbons at the State Fair for my strawberry jam.
– Building forts under the willow in the Van Horn’s front yard.
– Stomping through mud puddles at the Threshing Bee (here yo go, city slickers).
But sometime in the early 80’s a phenomenon struck smallsville that would transform the imagination behind many a pigtail and Osh Kosh B’gosh. Yes, the innovation of cable television was an achievement greater than the cassette tape, microwave oven and touch sensitive lawn mower combined. Personally speaking, cable tv would mark the the first of many technology-inspired milestones in my life. In fact, it is my belief that cable along with my Dad’s subscription to Popular Science, is largely responsible for a career spent answering the question: how’d they do that?. So pan back to the 80’s, enter cable tv and unlock the magic of Home Box Office.
The weekend weather report in San Francisco is bleak to say the least so in addition to a few evening outings, I plan to finally check out the Legion of Honor, do some writing and whoop it up in the kitchen (stay tuned to future posts for highlights). If I have my way, I’ll also eek out a few hours to see a movie. Speaking of the silver screen, last night I met my friends Micky and Meg for a movie at the SF MOMA. Part of the MOMA’s event lineup includes screenings of significant pieces of film including cinema classics and films relative to exhibits. Last night’s feature was the 1966 romantic comedy How To Steal a Million with Audrey Hepburn and Peter O’Toole. The story is of a genius art fraud and his feisty daughter, Nicole (enter Audrey). Nicole partners with high-society burglar and hearthrob O’Toole to steal a piece of her father’s work before its insurance inspection and Daddy’s demise.
The chemistry between Hepburn and Peter O’Toole was adorable, captivating, enchanting even. And in case I wasn’t clear, O’Toole is downright dreamy. Take a look.
I recently saw Avatar (in 3D, of course) and thought it was spectacular. Modern movie marvels are not to be disrespected but I can’t help but wonder what happened to the dialogue-drafting chops of old. You’d be hard-pressed to find a romantic comedy made in the last 10 years that was so cleverly crafted. I must also toot the horn of the film’s wardrobe as Audrey and her Givenchy were magic. In one classic scene Nicole drives the burglar she’s just aprehended back to his hotel. She does so wearing a short, pink nightdress under a hot pink wool jacket and donning black patent rain boots. It was a very special (note to self: must get those glossy black Hunter Wellies, pronto!).
It’s been a long time since a film tickled as much as this classic so if you’re weather looking like mine this weekend, I recommend you stream, download or rent and prepare to be charmed.