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Monday, May 31, 2010

Among the Multitude

Today is Walt Whitman's Birthday.

Among the Multitudes by Walt Whitman

Among the men and women the multitude,
I perceive one picking me out by secret and divine signs,
Acknowledging none else, not parent, wife, husband, brother, child, any nearer than I am,
Some are baffled, but that one is not--that one knows me.
Ah lover and perfect equal,
I meant that you should discover me so by faint indirections,
And I when I meet you mean to discover you by the like in you.

Friday, May 21, 2010

Inception - Trailer

Oh yeah. Christopher Nolan. Leo Dicaprio. Ellen Page. Cillian Murphy. Michael Caine. JOSEPH GORDON-LEVITT!!!!

Wednesday, May 19, 2010

Cate Blanchett in Alexander McQueen

Cate Blanchett at the International Cannes Film Festival wearing a gown by Alexander McQueen and jewelry by Van Cleef and Arpels. 


[originally posted on Tom & Lorenzo]
[Photo Credit: fashionising.com/style.com]

Thursday, May 13, 2010

Film Scene I Love - Zoolander

The gasoline fight in Zoolander. Any scene set to the pure pop delight that is Wham's Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go can't be bad.

Monday, May 10, 2010

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

RIP Lynn Redgrave

Lynn Redgrave
March 8, 1943 - May 2, 2010

From her obituary on The Guardian website:

She appeared on Broadway in 2005. . .receiving the best reviews for her performance as Mrs Culver in Somerset Maugham's The Constant Wife at the Roundabout theatre. "Every night, for a couple of hours," she said, "I wasn't a person with cancer. You almost feel like yourself when there's so much evidence, mainly the mirror, to show you you aren't. It was true 'Doctor Theatre'."

Monday, May 3, 2010

Full Moon and Little Frieda

Full Moon and Little Frieda by Ted Hughes

A cool small evening shrunk to a dog bark and the clank of a bucket -
And you listening.
A spider's web, tense for the dew's touch.
A pail lifted, still and brimming - mirror
To tempt a first star to a tremor.

Cows are going home in the lane there, looping the hedges with their warm
wreaths of breath -
A dark river of blood, many boulders,
Balancing unspilled milk.
'Moon!' you cry suddenly, 'Moon! Moon!'

The moon has stepped back like an artist gazing amazed at a work
That points at him amazed.