Methinks we protest against diction lessons. A bit.

Naive melody

Very excited about this movie named for my favorite song. IMDB says March 12. If anyone sees it playing, let me know.

And here it looks like a self-referential road movie, with buildings and cars that would make Byrne proud ..

Our hero Byrne’s role…

I’m loving the soundtrack already >

My next favorite movie: Dude does Duke

A brief celebratory pause

How I feel this morning after getting two dreaded money tasks off my back: handing over the treasurer’s files of the middle school foundation and getting together a bunch of house refinance docs…

Don’t you hate Perry’s wife?

Thinking tonight about one of my all-time favorite movies, which I haven’t seen in ages and am not sure I can share with my kids …

So many of these lines work their way into my day-to-day life … It doesn’t suck. Engine room — where’s my drink! This one’s a goner. Perhaps you’d like me to come in there and wash your dick for you, you little shit? (yeah, couldn’t share the humor of that one with my kids, either) Aren’t waiters wonderful? You ask for something and they bring it. Like Santa Claus. Walk this way …

Good trip gone bad (What condition my condition was in)

Was there ever a better movie scene than this one?

A new favorite movie … and renewed appreciation of Boston

I’ve found it hard to explain why Boston is not on MomVan list of “verboten” bands/songs … but one that elicits a serious sneer and an automatic crankdown. One of Warren’s friends defended bravely the other day, and I just went to my old standard, which goes something like this … “I’m a whole lot older than you, and this song came out when I was in high school and I heard it so many times that I know every word and every bass line and every drum lick. Some bands hold up over time. Others don’t. Boston is too perfect. Soulless.”

But tonight, I remembered why at one point in my life I liked  Boston enough to buy both albums.

And added a new movie to my all-time favorites, I think. Doug from ER. Kevin Spacey. Ewan MacGregor at his very best ever. And in his best role since my previous All-Time Favorite Flick: Jeff Bridges.

“I find drinking helps. And listening to classic rock.”

“Classic rock? Really? Like what?”

“Boston.”

These kids today, they hear Boston on the radio.  But those commercial stations they listen to never, ever play this one. Still soul-less, yes. But it’s got as much creshendo (what else matters in Classic Rock?) as Bohemian Rhapsody, Freebird, Stairway to Heaven … and weighs in at 4:45.

Then why don’t you marry it!

The TeeVee is a strange and bizarre phenomenon

The Twentieth of May

“Thanks a lot, King, says I in a manner well-bred,
but all I want is ‘enry ‘iggins’ ‘ead.”

One of my favorite all-time scenes from any movie. What fabulous lyrics in all the songs in this film!  I’m going to go put on the album — that’s right: vinyl!