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night I finally saw the 1962 epic, on a 6-ft screen in widescreen DVD
format. I'd seen maybe 30 mins of snippets of this film over the years
in crappy pan-n-scan on TV, so it was an experience to witness the real
a huge fan of "classic" movies, especially "epics".
Cecil B. DeMille's films are an excellent cure for insomnia, and Gone
With The Wind makes root canal surgery seem like fun, so I wasn't
really sure what to expect from Lawrence.
all, I was very impressed. Firstly, it's a stunning looking movie,
ranking alongside Days of Heaven and The Thin Red Line for
achingly beautiful photography. Second, a spare yet clever screenplay
without the wooden spoon-fed dialogue of so many movies from that era,
and which balanced the geopolitical circumstances with the central narrative.
Third, the wonderful cast: Alec Guiness, Anothy Quinn, Omar Sharif, Jack
Hawkins, Jose Ferrer and the towering central performance of Peter O'Toole.
could have used a better editor (it's around 3h45m in length), but has
too many great qualities for any fan of cinema too ignore.
the musical score is to die for.
Samizdata praises Holly Valance
God bless Western culture.
The Dinner Party
"testicles of steel" Hawkins polled a bunch of right-of-centre
who they would invite to a dinner party. These were my picks:
Hunter S. Thompson
Fred Dalton Thompson
Another completely meaningless space-filling poll
is floating around the Livejournal community at the moment.
Owner of: Two
motorcycles, a big-screen projector & surround-sound system, lots
of books, tons of magazines, a lot of black clothing, 2 sets of spectacles
and a collection of shotglasses.
Love and relationships: Attached.
But I like to tell people I'm Jewish just to upset the commie scum around
ride, drink and be merry.
junkie. Don't play games much.
old $189 Pentax film camera I grabbed in the duty free store minutes before
my flight to Japan in '99 was about to leave.
things, but don't buy many CDs anymore. 99% of the stuff out there now
Star sign: Who
pays any attention to that retarded crap?.
Chinese astrological year: Ox,
according to the google search I just did.
(Honours in Sociology)
nothing about flowers, but they is pretty.
I cook, it's usually spaghetti, chili con carne, tacos or corn chip casserole.
Family: 2 brothers, 2 sisters, father
Childhood pet name: Tropicus.
Since finding full-time work in '98 I don't read anywhere near as much.
achieve financial security, play a role in the destruction of leftist
thought and islamoscum. Own lots of guns.
Sell-out price: Depends
on context, but I find money eases a lot of shame.
much of it, what remains is kept to a length of a few millimetres.
can never remember (I don't gaze into my own eyes a lot)
a weird, minor allergy to milk chocolate - can sometimes find breathing
difficult after eating it.
Quality of life: Comfortable.
Sense of humor: Odd.
The Simpsons and Futurama are funny. Friends is not.
Other languages: None.
Once had a smattering of Indonesian.
get enough of it.
I'll take the vodka thanks.
Cleanliness level: I'm
a slob, but a clean slob.
Bury me: Whatever
is cheapest. I mean, what is it with elaborate tombstones and all that
Lifetime achievements: made
a lot of commie scum angry.
motorbike mags. Finally cancelled my sub to Rolling Stone after realising
I couldn't stand it's whiny leftism anymore (the last issue had a feature
praising the fearless satire of Ted Rall).
the fuck up and mind your own business you cunt.
How I feel: awake
What I hear: Christina
Aguilera's Fighter. Hey, I like it. Fuck you.
The Smoking Gun
East Side Boxing
Really Cute Chess Geek
Smith & Wesson