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I've mentioned it before, but: Zardoz wine

What sort of wine goes with Soylent Green?

I've always wanted to serve quails in sarcophagus with a showing of Babette's Feast. And fava beans and Chianti with Silence of the Lambs.

I can tell you it's Ona Munson on the right.

The plot doesn't sound all that much different from the Shirley Temple version of Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm.

The following movie, The Hour of 13, is a remake of the 1934 Robert Montgomery movie The Mystery of Mr. X. I really like the Montgomery movie and haven't seen the remake, although I'm not so much a fan of Peter Lawford.

Rieslings are about as sweet as I'll go in whites. It's more that the drier stuff starts getting a lot more expensive. One thing I did try where once was enough was retsina.

In many parts of Europe, it's increasingly normal for the sorts of moderately-priced wine we'd buy in magnums (the 1.5L size as opposed to the normal 750 ml bottle) to be sold in 3L boxes. I remember reading an article (can't find it, sadly) where an Australian vintner said something to the effect of, we're in the business of selling wine, not glass. If wines like that were sold in boxes here in the US, I'd be more likely to buy them. (The only thing is that since I only drink a glass with dinner, I don't necessarily want to be tied into the same type of wine with dinner for a couple of weeks.) Of course, it's generally only the further downmarket blends that get boxed here in the States. Edit: 2008 article about "designated" Italian wines being boxed

I've always loved the hoops the writers of The Great Lie had to go through to get the story to comport with the Production Code.

Get off my lawn!

He was doing the same thing 40 years earlier in W.W. and the Dixie Dancekings, a really fun movie that knows enough not to take itself too seriously.

You're not the one who had to put up with Anne Ramsey 24/7!

I like the 1974 Juggernaut.

Carlton-Browne of the F.O. (1958) The British representative on the former island colony of Gaillardia reports some shady goings-on involving Soviets passing themselves off as dancers but actually being mining engineers looking for... something. The Brits send Carlton-Browne (Terry-Thomas) to investigate and make certain the Brits wind up on top. There are all sorts of complications in that the island has an unstable political situation and a corrupt prime minister (Peter Sellers). The movie winds up being less than the sum of its parts, trying to do a lot of things but doing none of them well. Also known as Man in a Cocked Hat. 5/10

I think it's especially apt for Murder on the Orient Express.

I've always thought of Lee Tracy as being extremely cynical and hard-boiled. Watch him in The Strange Love of Molly Louvain at 12:45 PM Wednesday (April 4), for example.

I only had to go through 26 pages at 7:00 AM ET.

I liked the commercial for Murder on the Orient Express the helpfully told us, "Everyone's a suspect." No ****, Sherlock.

Fred Derry had PTSD. At least Peggy Stephenson knew how to deal with it.

I couldn't make it all the way through, either.

Glenda reading Guy Kibbee's "Dear Jane" letter (I'm probably misquoting slightly, but it's fairly accurate): "Yep, it's us. 'To the GD sisters'. I wonder if he means 'gold-diggers'... or that other well-known word." The first time I saw the movie, I nearly fell out of my chair laughing at that line.

Terrible, terrible, terrible. (The movie, not that you haven't seen it.)

Tony Randall is good in No Down Payment, but the movie as a whole is a mess, coming across as though the writer and producer had a checklist of social issues they wanted to touch on. But it's got the trope that the suburbs are bland and malevolent, so people praise it.

The proper phrase is "necks of color".

Like the vacuum cleaner?