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My Halloweens of yore would sometimes revolve, unwisely, around tin cans, tennis balls, propane and a Bic lighter. I remember one year quickly shucking off a highly flammable Adidas tracksuit as it started to go up, so, yeah…unwise. But, oh, what I might have achieved with a Vortex Cannon and its 200 mph “cloud!” I’m not sure it’s any more safe or stable than what I was packing, but I’ve got a feeling I would have ended my Halloweens with a ton more KitKats.
Day-to-day economic fluctuations aside, pockets of the country seem to be either dissolving fast, or mutating into something, well, Thunderdomish. In today’s NYT, Dan Barry’s excellent “This Land” column sketches a portrait of Camp Runamuck in Providence, Rhode Island, a tent city for the homeless governed by its own compact and leadership council. The subtext, here? Cities like this, sadly, might soon become an unavoidable part of the American landscape. With that in mind, the current issue of The Nation includes an article by author Walter Mosley, Ten Things You Need to Know to Live on the Streets. Mosley’s survival tips include everything from how to find food and clothing, to the always needed, always appreciated reminder that, “housing is a human right!”
The British Film Institute has restored a long forgotten short film of Peter Sellers, Harry Secombe and Spike Milligan:
The BFI regards the restoration as a significant one, a “missing link in British comedy history”. The institute’s curator, Vic Pratt, said: “You are able to see them at the beginning of their careers. The film captures the moment as they are about to revolutionise comedy with the Goon Show and it’s really important for that reason.”
A DVD of the film will be released next month and while the movie is, as Pratt admits, “a bit rough around the edges”, it is not as bad as Sellers remembered.
Sellers, in particular, shines in his two roles as an old major and a smooth talking salesman, Arnold P Fringe. “In Peter Sellers, you see a talent that was fully formed from the beginning and he clearly knows how to use the camera,” said Pratt.
In other news about Sellers, an insecure love letter written by the actor is being auctioned off that gives insight into the tempestuous union with his second wife, Swedish beauty Britt Ekland:
He wrote: “I have a dreadful fear at the back of my mind that you might leave me. I love you so desperately, and think you are so absolutely wonderful in every way, that I find it very difficult to understand why you married me. You who are just the most lovely thing in the whole world. What do you see in me? I’m not handsome. I’m not tall. I’m not special in any way.”
He described himself feeling “quite faint and ill and terrible and wretched and awful” as he imagined other actors wanting to sleep with his wife. “Without any doubt I am a raving idiot and I ought to have my head examined.”
Clearly feeling insecure about his marriage, he questioned why such a ?
Bust-a-gut funny video of Second City performer Michael Lehrer pranking the Las Vegas city council. If you laughed at the inadvertently funny remarks from the Santa Cruz city council meeting, you’ll like this, too. Totally deserves to be a hit on Funny or Die!
“I knew I would be very disappointed in myself if I didn?
A truly WTF? moment courtesy of Heeb magazine’s “Germany” issue… Roseanne dressed as Hitler. Why not?
I once met Roseanne and she was as cool as fuck. I met her at a function at the Tribecca Film Festival in 2000 when she gave me an award. There is actually a photograph that was taken that morning of Roseanne, myself and Gary Coleman at the ceremony. Sadly I do not have a copy of it.
Afterward we discussed our respective “collections” and she nearly trumped mine with the first thing she mentioned: She told me that she owned the entire archive of Lenny Bruce materials that had belonged to the late attorney Martin Garbus. I was pretty impressed!
She also told me about her interest in medieval alchemy—it was clear from her conversation that she knew what she was talking about—and she asked me if I could hook her up with some herb while she was in New York. So I called the weed delivery service I used at the time on her behalf (I also once hooked up Sid Caesar, but that’s another story).
I am pretty sure sure I smoked a bowl with her standing on Hudson Street that day, but for obvious reasons, my memory isn’t what it used to be…
Almost psychedelic, certainly kinetic bug ballet.
Thanks Brian Braun!