Book Report: Pygmalion
In Which Your Humble Blogger rants, rants, rants, rants, rants, rants, rants.
In Which Your Humble Blogger rants, rants, rants, rants, rants, rants, rants.
In Which Your Humble Blogger makes it all about him, and his experience of a thing, which is how it should be, because, after all, me. Me I me me, my me me; me me me, my me, me me myself.
In Which Your Humble Blogger ruins it for everybody. Again? Yes, ruins it for everybody again.
In Which Your Humble Blogger is careful not to bring wild charges of anti-Semitism into the discussion of moneylenders who lack the Christmas Spirit.
The spine of The Shootist caught YHB’s eye on the library shelf, mostly because of the movie, of which I had fond memory. For those Gentle Readers who don’t remember or didn’t see the movie, and don’t mind the plot…
Perhaps here would be the appropriate place to attempt a comparison of the books and film adaptations of The Princess Bride and Stardust. Sadly, Your Humble Blogger hasn’t time, or really will. I am starting paid employment today, and although…
I reread The Princess Bride just a bit before David Moles brought it up a couple of weeks ago in connection with the Stardust movie. I wasn’t aware of the connection people were making, or I don’t think I was,…
So. Your Humble Blogger doesn’t go out to see a lot of movies, these days. Which means I don’t see a lot of trailers. Now, I could watch a lot of trailers, because they are all on-line, but why would…
As I was rereading In the Frame (the painter one—no, not the Scotland painter one, the Australia painter one) this time, it occurred to me that it would make quite a good movie. Oh, you’d have to change a lot…
Your Humble Blogger finally got around to seeing Stage Beauty, the film of Jeffrey Hatcher’s play Compleat Female Stage Beauty. I enjoyed it a lot, much more than I had anticipated. There was a bit of annoying Acting! but not…