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If one already knows the plot, there's not much reason to film it three more times. This version is okay, but nothing special. It does give some older British character actors a chance to do their thing. The only mystery to me was whether Hugh O'Brian was going to make it with Daliah Lavi or Shirley Eaton or both. Mystery solved. And yes, thank goodness Fabian went first. I wasn't much bothered by the opening theme music, it was just your typical mid 1960s sound.

Green Day, Wake Me Up When September Ends.

I've never seen the Jeremy Irons version, but they could include things that the 1962 version couldn't, though if I remember the novel correctly, most of the sexual action wasn't that explicit and the details were left to the reader's imagination. There is a fair amount of plot in Lolita, but they could have covered much of it in the two and a half hour running time. The thing that can't be translated into the film is Humbert's wonderful narrative take on contemporary American culture and mores, in addition to his own personal feelings, and Nabokov's writing style. That's a very important part of the book that is hard to get into a movie.

Belle & Sebastian, Waiting For The Moon To Rise.

Unless something happened in the last 30 minutes, he's still around. He's now in his late 60s, so I'm sure he's not as active as he used to be, though I imagine he plays every once in a while.

They could have used that name for a reunion concert in 2007. I believe they're still out there doing concerts every once in a while, though Alvin Lee is no longer with the group. The Young Rascals were smart to change their name to The Rascals not too long after or else they'd have to make some embarrassing name changes.

I'm sure it's partly a marketing thing, so they're obviously not going to call it so so adaptations, even if some of them are. One can't take these things too seriously. They are adaptations of books, so that part is correct, though many end up as approximations of the book. Oh Lo, you naughty nymphet. The novel is a classic, but I wouldn't call the movie a classic, though it's fairly good. It would be very difficult to translate Humbert's wicked and wonderful narration into movie terms unless there was an endless voice over. If you've never read the novel, the movie is lacking, but if you haven't, the film comes out better. It's very difficult for any film to live up to the book in so many ways, but they keep trying anyway.

Ten Years After in a mellow mood, Circles. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SEFgzTndM88

Sublime, What I Got.

I missed that. I don't think any of the original three are still in the group. It was a long time ago. These guys are probably just there to keep the cash registers ringing, however sparingly.

Good tune. I always liked the Kingston Trio, but I never quite got around to actually buying any of their albums. I remember I used to visit an older cousin who had a bunch of Peter, Paul and Mary records. He kept a tight watch on those albums, so he might have had some Trio records hidden away too that he didn't want some grubby kid to get his paws on.

Apparently, Bill's method was to mostly abstain while doing the actual writing and revisions, and then when he was done he'd go on a bender for a while. Maybe readers could follow the same procedure. Sanctuary may have worked as a juicy piece of pulp fiction, but not too many of his other books would have. Looks like a pretty clean trash can to me and with the lid on. They should have had an old stained newspaper, a banana peel, and maybe a used **** hanging over the side to make it really steamy.

Buck Owens singing Act Naturally.

Well just about every Faulkner novel has odd stuff that doesn't, or seemingly doesn't, make sense in real life, and might be considered salacious and vulgar and beyond. Sanctuary does it in a relatively straightforward way. I don't know the details of how the book was marketed, but I would guess that Faulkner happened to hit it right, at least in terms of sales, this one time. I don't think Faulkner even graduated from college, though he likely learned a lot on his own. And he had enough experience of how poorer folks lived in that place and time that he didn't need to fake it.

Of course Faulkner was an alcoholic or at least pretty close to being one. I don't know if he swore off booze while he was writing or not. I'm sure one of the biographies would have that info. Maybe there could be some kind of rating for how many drinks a reader would need to keep up with all the structural meanderings in his books. One novel could be a one pot of corn likker, a more complicated one two pots of corn likker, and so on.

No doubt Billy was an extremely talented writer, but he did tend to overlong sentences and sometimes oblique syntax, though I've found it still worthwhile to get through those four page long sentences. If I remember correctly, Sanctuary is not as convoluted as some of his other novels.

Mountain, Nantucket Sleighride.

I believe that was the novel that first brought Faulkner some name recognition-- even if it might have been more for the notorious subject matter than the writing. It's certainly understandable that it had to be altered so it could be made into a movie. As someone already mentioned, he had an elliptical and indirect writing style, but even he couldn't hide what Popeye was up to with that corncob.

It's been a while since I've read it too. Popeye is indeed impotent, that's why he had to use a corncob to rape Temple. Of course they had to cut all that out, even though there is a shot of Temple resting against a small pile of corncobs just before the dirty deed is done. Maybe that was a little nod and wink to those who had read the book. And the ending is changed so that Temple seems to be capable of redemp- tion, whereas in the book she just goes to Europe and takes no responsibility for her actions and just goes on with her previous life. In the movies, there would have been a Code induced punishment.

Annette Hanshaw sez Happy Days Are Here Again. Buddy Guy, Sweet Home Chicago.

I never vote. It's simply a numbers game--one vote in 100 million is insignificant. And since 45% or so don't vote in presidential elections, I'm in good, or at least numerous, company.

I would call this an approximation of the novel. Besides the things they had to leave out due to subject matter, parts of the plot were changed and with it some of Temple's character. All in all, the Hollywood hacks still did a fairly good job, but this just isn't the same as the book. So taking it as an "adaptation" of the book, it falls short. Taken on its own terms as a somewhat stylish, overripe melodrama with some interesting visual compositions, it's pretty good. I remember Popeye/Trigger as less of a typical city slicker in the book, but maybe he wasn't. And while they couldn't tell the actual corncob story, Miriam is shown with her head surrounded by them just before Trigger comes in and things go to black.

Cream playing Politician.

Stereolab avec OLV 26.

Yes, it's only a song, Ingrid. I posted it because it has a bit of a spooky feel and Johnny's voice seems perfect for it. Gentlemanly discretion is a fine thing, but when it meets a hangman's rope, it's time to leave it aside and let the chips fall where they may. I wouldn't take a death sentence just because my best buddy might get upset. No way. And the lady is being pretty selfish. I guess if Jethro could make a film out of Ode to Billy Joe, someone could do it with this. (Can't blame Johnny too much since he didn't write the song. It was originally a hit for Lefty Frizzell.) I've heard that Rolling Stones' song title forever, but I never actually heard the song before the thought of the Mankman came up.