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Rushfield Babylon

where it all went wrong
Writer, reporter, Idol chronicler, seer. Contact: rr at richardrushfield dot com

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  • May 18, 2013 12:29 am

    When moviegoing was an event! With bumper music!

  • May 11, 2013 12:11 am
    Are there other things to do?

    Are there other things to do?

  • May 8, 2013 1:31 pm

    Questions Overheard in Baz Luhrmann’s Office

    1. Weren’t the 20’s really just one big rave?

    2. Was there Instagram in the 20’s?

    3. Wasn’t the Belle Epoque really just one big rave?

    4. We can get people to find Leo mysterious and powerful if he wears a white suit and brown vest, can’t we?

    5. Wasn’t olde Verona really just one big rave?

    6. Do we have the budget to send him to an extra month of scowling boot camp?

    7. Is there enough champagne in this movie?

    8. For Nick, can emotionally vacant cypher read as “soul in turmoil”?

    9. Weren’t some of Fitzgerald’s novels published in 3D?

    10. Does someone looking like they are 12 prevent them from being a siren?

    11. Can we say it’s not based on the book but on the real Gatsby story?

    12. Then can we say inspired by actual events?

    13. Wasn’t the Second World War really just one big rave?

  • May 7, 2013 4:34 pm
    “For God’s sake, let us sit upon the groundAnd tell sad stories of the death of kings;How some have been deposed; some slain in war,Some haunted by the ghosts they have deposed;Some poison’d by their wives: some sleeping kill’d;All murder’d: for within the hollow crownThat rounds the mortal temples of a kingKeeps Death his court and there the antic sits,Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp,Allowing him a breath, a little scene,To monarchize, be fear’d and kill with looks,Infusing him with self and vain conceit,As if this flesh which walls about our life,Were brass impregnable, and humour’d thusComes at the last and with a little pinBores through his castle wall, and farewell king!” View high resolution

    “For God’s sake, let us sit upon the ground
    And tell sad stories of the death of kings;
    How some have been deposed; some slain in war,
    Some haunted by the ghosts they have deposed;
    Some poison’d by their wives: some sleeping kill’d;
    All murder’d: for within the hollow crown
    That rounds the mortal temples of a king
    Keeps Death his court and there the antic sits,
    Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp,
    Allowing him a breath, a little scene,
    To monarchize, be fear’d and kill with looks,
    Infusing him with self and vain conceit,
    As if this flesh which walls about our life,
    Were brass impregnable, and humour’d thus
    Comes at the last and with a little pin
    Bores through his castle wall, and farewell king!”

  • May 7, 2013 3:17 pm
    When punk rock meant something. View high resolution

    When punk rock meant something.

  • May 7, 2013 3:01 pm

    alisonagosti:

    Jason and the Argonauts skeleton fight

    This has more drama than every Michael Bay/Roland Emmerich/McG/Battle of LA/whoever combined.  RIP Harryhausen, author of my childhood’s most spectacular dreams.

  • May 4, 2013 10:26 pm
    If any of you talk with JJ this week, please tell him I’m totally flexible on my back end. View high resolution

    If any of you talk with JJ this week, please tell him I’m totally flexible on my back end.

  • May 4, 2013 1:40 am

    Damn those bonny bonny banks. 

    (Source: Spotify)

  • May 3, 2013 8:32 pm
    Once there was one sweater to rule us all. View high resolution

    Once there was one sweater to rule us all.

  • April 26, 2013 1:18 pm

    HAPPY TRAILERS: The Grandmaster by Wong Kar Wai


    Not sure how I feel about this.  I’m very glad Kar Wai is back to doing more rainwork, but in general I would prefer that he stick with people gazing at each other in sadness in the rain rather than kicking each other in the rain.  I’ll admit the glass breaking in the storm looks good, but I worry that this is another of the little experiments that has taken his career on this unfortunate detour in recent years. I’m all for letting a man experiment, but just walk away from the heartbreaking stories of urban ennui you do better than anyone Kar Wai!  

    For instance, the idea of people kicking each other in the rain sounds good, but when you get down to it, rain isn’t going to make a fight any rougher or scarier, just kind of sloshier and messier. A lot of people slipping, if you’re going to get serious about it and slipping is not the stuff of nailbiting action.  

    Also - that straw Panama maintains its shape awfully well in the torrential downpour. Must we throw all disbelief out the window to take this journey with Kar Wai. In the Mood for Love didn’t ask us to accept such things!

    Nevertheless, I’ll be first in line.