by Greg Carlson
(In this column, I go through the high volume of movie-related collectables that I’ve acquired over the decades, and revisit (or view for the first time) the film(s) associated with the used VHS tape, promotional T-shirt, scratchy vinyl soundtrack album, etc., that have filled my shelves and storage boxes.)
Mae West, “Way Out West” and “The Best of Marlene Dietrich” vinyl LPs.
It’s a sad fact: actors and actresses who venture into the world of music generally don’t get the acclaim, respect, or additional fans they were looking for, and the results wind up looking like one big self-indulgent vanity project. It’s an entertainment-based scenario that’s been around for decades, from Anthony Quinn to Zooey Deschanel.
As a vinyl enthusiast who prefers searching via yard sales and the dusty racks of thrift stores to online bargaining and boutique record labels, I encounter the recorded output of several stars of yesteryear, and weigh the pros and cons of adding their works to my collection. So far, I have resisted the recorded works of Ed Ames and John Travolta, and have come to the conclusion that you only need one Jim Nabors and Jackie Gleason and His Orchestra LP in your collection. Read More
by Megan McNelis
I’m motivated to travel by the images I see in movies. I have to admit, I’m not great at remembering plots. I’ll be discussing a movie with someone and they’ll say, “How about that ending?!” I’ll find my mind blank, eyes wide while I nod and search my memory.
But images often run through my mind before I fall asleep or while I have a spare few moments during the day. This is when my wanderlust kicks in, goading me to see these images for myself and enhance what is only currently a two-dimensional dream.
On a recent trip to Ireland, my sister and I drove in a semicircle south to north, from Cobh to Belfast. At every stop, I found myself sharing my enthusiasm with locals about movies that had been filmed there. Films are always a great way to unite with people and show that I’ve done a little more in-depth research into their hometowns than just the cost of a tour-bus ticket.
The terror starts with a pay phone ringing. Up until that point, Miracle Mile seems like a cute romantic comedy. Primed for rediscovery in an extras-packed new Blu-Ray and DVD from Kino Lorber, writer/director Steve De Jarnatt’s unique 1988 thriller follows Harry (Anthony Edwards), an affable geek and self-proclaimed “king of the Glenn Miller impersonators” who falls in love-at-first-sight with Julie (Mare Winningham). They meet at the La Brea Tar Pits museum, hit it off and spend the afternoon together, having such a good time that they plan to meet up again at midnight after her waitressing shift at Johnie’s Coffee Shop. But a power outage causes Harry to show up late (long story), after Julie’s already given up and gone home. And that’s when he answers the pay phone and the guy calling the wrong number from the missile silo tells him about the nuclear war that’s underway.
When I was invited to attend Seattle’s Battlestar Galactica Convention and write about it, my first thought was about how much I really enjoyed the old-school 1970’s BSG. My second thought was about how much I had always wanted to write about the ill fated spin off – Galactica 1980.
After the cancellation of Battlestar Galactica in 1979, fans came together for a massive write-in campaign and the show was hastily remounted as Galactica 1980. This happened in caveman times–before the invention of online petitions–and the sheer volume of physical mail arriving at Universal Studios convinced executives to give it a second chance. E-mail petitions are fine, but they lack the visceral impact of a dump truck full of tear-stained envelopes (I’m looking at you, Fannibals and Browncoats). Read More