SansFin

These are my favorite movies which I fear TCM will never air: *Kuroneko* (1968) I love very much the twist in this that the ghosts are of the beloved of the victim. *Laura* (1944) I believe all know this classic movie. *The Ghost and Mrs. Muir* (1947) Rex Harrison is at his salty best and George Sanders is as charmingly loathesome as only he canbe. *Jolly Fellows* (1934) I believe all here are tired of me doting on this movie so I will say no more. *Two Merry Adventurers* (1937) This is a great caper comedy. *The Hidden Fortress* (1958) This movie is funny and sad and noble all at the same time. *The Snow Queen* (1957) This is a precious fairy tale which resonates with adults. *Heaven Can Wait* (1943) I can not resist Don Ameche's innocence as he attempts to be a playboy. *Rosencrantz & Guildenstern Are Dead* (1990) I believe this is the greatest new movie. It is witty pathos. I love each time one of them attempts to demonstrate a principle of physics. *Caveman* (1981) This is my guilty pleasure. It is an inane comedy with many unexpected laughs.

This is an interesting trio: I believe it is the first time I have seen piano, violin and trumpet.

It is my experience that a non-HD movie on a television which is larger than 32" does not look as it should. Some parts are blurry and other parts are blocky. I greatly prefer a 32" flat-panel viewed at the proper angle and distance to a 24" CRT. Other people with other televisions may have greatly different experiences.

> {quote:title=misswonderly wrote:}{quote} > SansFin, I've heard that quotation before and am never amused by it. I did not mean offense. I believe it is an alternative to the classic: "In the best of all possible worlds, the soldiers are English, the engineers are German, the cooks are French and the lovers are Italian. In the worst of all possible worlds, the cooks are English, the lovers are German, the soldiers are French and the engineers are Italian." I feel that all such things are humorous exaggeration of stereotypes and they are meant to provoke laughter. Almost all l I know of Canada is that Alex Trebek was born there, that it has volcanoes and what I have seen of Pearson Airport when I can afford to fly Aerosvit. I am truly sorry if I insulted any person. My homeland is often stereotyped as borsch-eating Soviets or as part of Russia. I have laughed at the list of things which tell a Western person they have been here longer than is good for them: You put dill on everything. I mean EVERYTHING. You go into an Italian restaurant and expect to be able to order Japanese food. You walk past a litter bin which is on fire and has flames coming out of it, and you think its normal. You have developed a working system for separating all the Yulias and Marias in your phonebook. You have discovered a certain charm in the absolute rudeness of shop staff. You've forgotten what the following words are or mean: copyright, eco-friendly, modesty. Buying a ticket for the train, which once took 2 minutes, now takes you 15 minutes because you have a long discussion with the ticket officer about all possible options and prices. You can sit/squat on your feet and smoke for more than two minutes. This squat (also known as the Ukrainian chair), is the ultimate test of how Ukrainian someone is. If you can do it, your at least 95% genetically Ukrainian. These are all stereotypes and I find them very funny. Obligatory image: Chilled borsch.

"The Watcher" in Old Town, Bratislava: A statue of Vera Kholodnaya who appeared in more than sixty silent movies:

I hope all here will watch *A Man and a Woman* (1966) on TCM Imports. I am every anxious to read your comments on this movie.

I like *Hopscotch* (1980) very much. The wit is so very dry and then there are scenes of complete lunacy. I have looked through only the first two weeks and nearly every day there is a movie I have been waiting to watch again. I fear to list any as some of them are after the absolute-end-of-classics-and-beginning-of-utter-trash date of 1960.

> {quote:title=darkblue wrote:}{quote} > I love being Canadian. I think it's close to being the very best country on the planet. I do not know the original author of this: "Canada could have had French cuisine, American know-how, and British administration. Instead she has British cuisine, French know-how, and American administration." > But you make me wish I was in Europe, SansFin. I believe it is not a good time to live there. The buildings and scenery are beautiful. The economic and social climates are not. I was head of a department and was receiving commissions also when the company for which I worked folded in 2008. Last year I had to work as an aide as part of my schooling here and I was making much more each week than I was making per month at home.

> {quote:title=darkblue wrote:}{quote} > For some reason I can't type any messages in these forums using Rich Text anymore. I have to confine myself to the very limited Plain Text. I can't even use the quote original function. I switch to "Rich Text" to use the bubble icon to quote and then I switch it back to "Plain Text" to type or paste my message beneath the quote.

> {quote:title=Lori3 wrote:}{quote} > In bare feet me and my husband are about the same height, in heels I am obviously taller than him, but we have made work just fine for us. My esso said to say that I have always been over his head. I do not know if that rates a kiss or a kick. I am 176cm and he is 6'4".

> {quote:title=ginnyfan wrote:}{quote} > So you admit to being a heightist? I do so admit. I believe I come to it honestly. I was the tallest in my class when I began school. Boys' noses would rub my chest when we had to close-dance in school. It was irritating in several ways. It was little better when I was put ahead a year. Then boys would be breathing into my neck. It was not until I was put ahead another year that I felt comfortable. Then came puberty and I was the tallest again in my class for several years. I feel deeply still that: short men = clumsy irritants. My esso and I are the same height when I am in spike heels.

Fredric March I really very much wished to have those feeling towards Claude Rains. It is sad to say I never could because he is so short. Steve McQueen was my last such crush.

There are many great movies in this schedule. There are only two days when there is no movie I wish to see. What I like Best: The Naughty Flirt (1931) Claude Rains Toshiro Mifune Journey to the Center of the Earth (1959) The Journey (1959) The Madwoman of Chaillot (1969) Kay Francis Jack Lemmon Love in the Afternoon (1957) Europa '51 (1952) Warren William Slither (1973) Thief (1981)

> {quote:title=stargazing wrote:}{quote} > I recently read how George Sanders starred in the first few Falcon movies then his real-life brother Tom Conway was George Sanders' brother. He came in as Tom Lawrence as Gay Lawrence's brother in *The Falcon's Brother* (1942) and became the new Falcon because Gay Lawrence was murdered.

This is a natural railway tunnel near Klevan: It is said that lovers go there to make wishes.

The first film in the series establishes him as having amnesia and he reforms to the extent that he puts himself in danger to locate and capture the other members of his old gang. He then pleads guilty at a trial and it is put to the court that he is not the same man as he was then because of his becoming a new man after his amnesia. I like the series very much. I do find them quite uneven.

Cleaning around the center hole is very important. Any dust or aerosols which land on it are transferred to the pad against which it is clamped. A build-up of contaminants there can cause discs to slip. It is an established procedure for some DVD recorders to clean that pad when the unit will not properly process a new disc. The best way to preserve a DVD is to immediately make a copy and keep the original as a sort of master disk off of which you make copies to play. The law is muddled concerning making copies of commercial discs. It seems as if it is not illegal to make an archival copy while it is probably illegal to defeat any copy-protection measures on the disc.

> {quote:title=Bronxgirl48 wrote:}{quote} > Moio sudno na vozdusnoy poduske polno ugrey. > No, wait a minute, I think that means "my hovercraft is full of eels"... My, My! You have had a crab-puppy, a soot sprite and slithy toves plaguing your existence and now eels. I wonder what you did in a previous life to warrant such things in this life.

I was watching and enjoying movies before I could walk or talk. That was so long ago that those movies qualify now as classics. I nearly never talked of movies in depth or attempted to analyze or compare them. As I am new to these types of discussions I am a newbie

Hatpins? Scissors? Have you learned nothing from movies? *A Woman, a Gun and a Noodle Shop* (2009) *La Femme Nikita* (1990)

> {quote:title=FredCDobbs wrote:}{quote} > But my feeling is that in the old days, a pyramid was about the only way to construct a tall building, I have read that the pyramids at Giza were meant to be giant cubes. They became the shape they have now because the workforce became lazier and lazier as they went up. I read many strange things.

> {quote:title=clore wrote:}{quote} > To say that such things are similar is one thing, but unless one is doing a Mr. Spock mind meld, or the filmmakers in question have revealed it, we really don't know whether one thing was "inspired" by another. I am reminded of a discussion concerning the extent to which ancient cultures might have interacted. A major component of most assertions of contact are the wide variety of similar items appearing in societies far separated by distance and time. The discussion lost momentum when one person pointed out that it was obvious that the Egyptians, Maya and Hindi must have had shared information since their depictions of circles, squares and triangles are absolutely identical. I have seen comments in the letters section of short-fiction magazines which note that one story was obviously derivative of a story which appeared a month earlier. Such comments are always inane because of the long time between purchase and publication and they are not always printed in the order they were purchased.

I am sorry to hear of your special sadness on this day. I hope your remembrances of the joy he brought into your life will ease your sorrow.

I see little comparison between *A Clockwork Orange* (1971) and *Blade Runner* (1982). The former uses violence and vulgarity to shock while the latter is more of a techo-action-adventure which allows viewers to revel while it causes them to ponder serious social/humanity questions. I am happy that I watched *A Clockwork Orange* (1971). I am very happy that I will never have to watch it again. I like the original *Blade Runner* (1982) very much. I feel that it has a timeless feature to it that is a mark of good science fiction. I have not seen the revised versions and so I can not comment on the absence of the narration.