Garbo Today by Kitty Galore featuring a beret hat
Were Greta Garbo alive today, I wonder if her look would resemble something like this.
Monday, September 20, 2010
Sunday, September 19, 2010
October 23, 1929
October 23, 1929 by Kitty Galore featuring a leather handbag
A modern re-imagining of the day before the rich got poorer.
Sunday, September 12, 2010
Inglourious Basterds
I called my mom this afternoon to wish her a happy birthday, and to tell her about a fantastic movie I saw last night.
Our conversation went thusly:
Me: I saw this great movie last night. Inglourious Basterds.
Mom: Oh, yeah...is that the one about the goats?
...pause...
Me: No.
Mom: Does it have that little Boston guy in it?
Me: No, it's not a Matt Damon Movie. And George Clooney's not in it either.
Mom: So you're going to see this movie?
Me: I said that I saw it last night.
*both crack up*
You should definitely see this movie. It's not about goats.
It's about a small group of Jewish-American soldiers (headed by Tennessee goy Brad Pitt)--calling themselves The Basterds--who drop into Germany to "kill us some Nazis" (the 'a' in which is pronounced like the 'a' in patsy). There are explosions and lots of scalping. I couldn't really watch that part.
The stunning Ms. Laurent plays a young French-Jew who escapes the violent death that claims the rest of her family. Unbeknownst to the Basterds, Melanie has her own plans for killing Nazis...but I won't give you anymore information about that.
I couldn't help but notice that her costume here references what the title character of Fassbinder's The Marriage of Maria Braun wears at one point in that film. That sounds really vague, but knowing Tarantino, it was probably a reference.
But don't go just to see Laurent and Pitt. Go to see this guy.
This is Christoff Waltz, and he is unbelievable. Hard to believe that his role as a Nazi detective and commander was almost played by THIS guy:
Yup. Almost. Then Tarantino decided to go with a native German actor.
You know what, if I hadn't seen Waltz's performance I might be able to see DiCaprio in the role. I think he could pull it off. But never, never, NEVER with the madness, cruelty, and yet the almost-sweetness that Waltz brought to the role.
If you don't see it, I'll never know, but please do. For your own enrichment.
Our conversation went thusly:
Me: I saw this great movie last night. Inglourious Basterds.
Mom: Oh, yeah...is that the one about the goats?
...pause...
Me: No.
Mom: Does it have that little Boston guy in it?
Me: No, it's not a Matt Damon Movie. And George Clooney's not in it either.
Mom: So you're going to see this movie?
Me: I said that I saw it last night.
*both crack up*
You should definitely see this movie. It's not about goats.
It's about a small group of Jewish-American soldiers (headed by Tennessee goy Brad Pitt)--calling themselves The Basterds--who drop into Germany to "kill us some Nazis" (the 'a' in which is pronounced like the 'a' in patsy). There are explosions and lots of scalping. I couldn't really watch that part.
The stunning Ms. Laurent plays a young French-Jew who escapes the violent death that claims the rest of her family. Unbeknownst to the Basterds, Melanie has her own plans for killing Nazis...but I won't give you anymore information about that.
I couldn't help but notice that her costume here references what the title character of Fassbinder's The Marriage of Maria Braun wears at one point in that film. That sounds really vague, but knowing Tarantino, it was probably a reference.
But don't go just to see Laurent and Pitt. Go to see this guy.
This is Christoff Waltz, and he is unbelievable. Hard to believe that his role as a Nazi detective and commander was almost played by THIS guy:
Yup. Almost. Then Tarantino decided to go with a native German actor.
You know what, if I hadn't seen Waltz's performance I might be able to see DiCaprio in the role. I think he could pull it off. But never, never, NEVER with the madness, cruelty, and yet the almost-sweetness that Waltz brought to the role.
If you don't see it, I'll never know, but please do. For your own enrichment.
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
New Semester, New Outfits
The first week or so of school I dress really well. The rest of the year I just go to class and have dreams about forgetting to put on a shirt.
See my Brita filter behind me? Yeah, I'm being really good this year.
I've also been reading a lot of Nylon recently. This is a good thing and a bad thing, and if you see the cover, you'll know why.
It's a fashion magazine that basically combines the good and the evil sides of Dov Charney--the solid, innovative fashion spreads with well-made garments on the one hand, and ridiculous Hollywood pandering on the other. And racism.
If I edited Nylon, I'd keep all the great fashion stories and interviews, but feature up-and-comers instead of overplayed celebs like Lohan or Paris. I'd feature people who DO shit. And readers write in asking for a Green Issue--great idea--featuring Natalie Portman--yeah, cause THAT'D be fresh and interesting. I still haven't forgiven the rape-apologist for signing that Free Polanski petition (you too, Woody. Though I can't say I was surprised.)
So much of Nylon IS fresh and interesting; I wish they didn't rely on overexposed celebs, trends, and skinny white people.
See my Brita filter behind me? Yeah, I'm being really good this year.
I've also been reading a lot of Nylon recently. This is a good thing and a bad thing, and if you see the cover, you'll know why.
It's a fashion magazine that basically combines the good and the evil sides of Dov Charney--the solid, innovative fashion spreads with well-made garments on the one hand, and ridiculous Hollywood pandering on the other. And racism.
If I edited Nylon, I'd keep all the great fashion stories and interviews, but feature up-and-comers instead of overplayed celebs like Lohan or Paris. I'd feature people who DO shit. And readers write in asking for a Green Issue--great idea--featuring Natalie Portman--yeah, cause THAT'D be fresh and interesting. I still haven't forgiven the rape-apologist for signing that Free Polanski petition (you too, Woody. Though I can't say I was surprised.)
So much of Nylon IS fresh and interesting; I wish they didn't rely on overexposed celebs, trends, and skinny white people.
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Bromances are old news
I stayed up late last night sipping hot cocoa and watching Flesh and the Devil, a silent classic starring Greta Garbo and John Gilbert.
People who haven't seen a silent film before have this strange idea that they're, well, silent. In fact, silent movies were meant to be shown with a score, played live at the theater. The result of me watching this, of course, was that my mom--who had been on the computer--was unaware that I was watching a movie until I was a third of the way through it.
There are three great things about this movie.
1. Garbo, obviously. She looks like she's swallowed a lightbulb. In a good way.
2. What Garbo is wearing.
I love everything about this outfit: the soft collar, the rose, the silk headband in her ridiculously perfect hair...
Tell me you don't want this. Go ahead, try.
This makes me wish people would wear hats more often. And although I'm against wearing fur, I do have to admit it looks great and is probably quite warm (it's obvious watching the film that much of it was actually shot outside, in deep snowdrifts.)
3. the healthy man-love
It's really odd to think now that this film, which has more homoerotic content than I Love You, Philip Morris, chooses as its moral champion the relationship between the two men while punishing the wayward, sexually charged woman--perfect adherence to the Hayes Code . Films celebrating male friendship are hardly revolutionary, but it's unusual--at least, by today's standards--to see a film celebrate two men being so handsy with each other, unconcerned with upholding the gruffness of masculinity.
But, you know, make the sexuality OVERT and we have GRAPHIC GAY SEX, just like in I Love You, Philip Morris, which has exactly...zero scenes of graphic gay sex, but you wouldn't know from the movie being banned in the U.S., would you?
Seriously, though, take Garbo out and you'd have slash fiction.
You should watch the movie. There are Swedes in it. And as you know, Sweden is a synonym for 'awesome'.
People who haven't seen a silent film before have this strange idea that they're, well, silent. In fact, silent movies were meant to be shown with a score, played live at the theater. The result of me watching this, of course, was that my mom--who had been on the computer--was unaware that I was watching a movie until I was a third of the way through it.
There are three great things about this movie.
1. Garbo, obviously. She looks like she's swallowed a lightbulb. In a good way.
2. What Garbo is wearing.
I love everything about this outfit: the soft collar, the rose, the silk headband in her ridiculously perfect hair...
Tell me you don't want this. Go ahead, try.
This makes me wish people would wear hats more often. And although I'm against wearing fur, I do have to admit it looks great and is probably quite warm (it's obvious watching the film that much of it was actually shot outside, in deep snowdrifts.)
3. the healthy man-love
It's really odd to think now that this film, which has more homoerotic content than I Love You, Philip Morris, chooses as its moral champion the relationship between the two men while punishing the wayward, sexually charged woman--perfect adherence to the Hayes Code . Films celebrating male friendship are hardly revolutionary, but it's unusual--at least, by today's standards--to see a film celebrate two men being so handsy with each other, unconcerned with upholding the gruffness of masculinity.
But, you know, make the sexuality OVERT and we have GRAPHIC GAY SEX, just like in I Love You, Philip Morris, which has exactly...zero scenes of graphic gay sex, but you wouldn't know from the movie being banned in the U.S., would you?
Seriously, though, take Garbo out and you'd have slash fiction.
You should watch the movie. There are Swedes in it. And as you know, Sweden is a synonym for 'awesome'.
Monday, June 21, 2010
New Blog!
Are you sick of logging on to Blogger only to see the pages of Gubblebum once again without an update to its name? I know I am--and I'm laboring under the likely mistaken view that you are, too.
If any of you masochists are still there, through the months of sporadic updates, hear me now. I have committed myself--gasp!--to a miniproject called Fox News: My Week With Real America that examines the cray cray that is the home of Fair and Balanced through a feminist lens.
Please visit! Oh, and I only have one follower right now, and you know who that is?
My mom.
Please, guys. Step it up!
If any of you masochists are still there, through the months of sporadic updates, hear me now. I have committed myself--gasp!--to a miniproject called Fox News: My Week With Real America that examines the cray cray that is the home of Fair and Balanced through a feminist lens.
Please visit! Oh, and I only have one follower right now, and you know who that is?
My mom.
Please, guys. Step it up!
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
1. What is your current obsession?
Trying to figure out if "queer" and "marriage" are--or should be--mutually exclusive. I never thought about it before I read a fascinating article critiquing marriage from a feminist perspective that questioned whether queers--or any progressive, really--should buy into marriage. Considering marriage is a fundamentally conservative institution that originated as a means to transport a woman as property from one family to the next, I'm not so sure. I still support the fight for gay marriage, though--if straights can marry, why the fuck can't everyone? Just think we need to examine marriage a little bit more closely and see if we can queer it from the inside. That would be AWESOME.
2. What is your weirdest obsession?
FAT BEBEHS. Wanting children, especially fat babies, totally should contradict my espousal of feminism. And yet, I choose to believe that it doesn't. I do, and always will, love fat bebehs.
3. What do you see outside your window?
The cripplingly white stretch of fabric that's the window shade. It' terrifying.
4. What is your favourite colour?
Yellow. Always yellow. I can't dominate yellow.
5. What is your weakness?
If I told you, you'd have to kill me. Or you'd be able to, anyway. You think Achilles TOLD everyone about his heel?
Okay, I'll bite. I'm too proud. I crumble when anyone or anything insinuates I may not be as smart as I think I am.
6. What animal would you be?
I think that's pretty obvious to anyone who knows me, so I'll just not say it.
7. What would you like to learn how to do?
Speak Danish, for fuck's sake!
8. What do you want to never happen in life?
I don't want Thomas or Maddie or my parents taken away from me in some horrible accident. That would break me. Something sudden, and too soon.
9. What is on your bedside table?
Real Simple magazine (I still can't STAND the grammatical error in that title), my bio textbook, and my alarm clock. And the biggest crate of vitamins you've ever seen in your life.
10. What's the last thing you bought?
11. What do you think about the person that tagged you?
BITCH.
No, she's one of my favorite people in the world and my best friend. I guess we're both awesome bitches, though. I mean, really.
12. What was your favourite children's book?
Harry Potter. Which is sort of embarrasing now, because it's not great literature. But it was my favorite.
13. Who do you want to meet in person?
Joan Jett, Frida Kahlo, Gloria Steinem.
14. What did you want to be as a child?
A writer/singer/ballerina.
15. What did you dream about last night?
Oh fuck that shit was messed up. There were all these different countries I kept flying to in hot air balloons, and it was the victorian times, and I landed in an ancient Aztec garden--which was also a university?
16. Which do you prefer, day or night?
Night. I'm by myself, I can do whatever I want, and it's like time stops because there are no interruptions.
17. What's your favourite piece of clothing in your closet?
My vintage cowboy boots I got for $3 at Goodwill. Most comfortable shoes that aren't sneakers I've ever bought.
18. What's your plan for tomorrow?
My dream plan would be to write a novel and get a job at Bitch magazine. But I'll more likely end up going to class and reading Jezebel.
19. What would you like to get your hands on right now?
THOMAS. I shouldn't say any more or I won't be able to stop myself.
20. What is your must have of the moment?
Sleep, the must have of every moment of my day.
21. What's your favourite tea flavour?
Jasmine white tea from the royal tea shop in Copenhagen.
22. If you could go anywhere is the world right now, where would you go?
To Denmark. If I wasn't legally prohibited from entering the country until July, I would be on a plane SO FAST.
Trying to figure out if "queer" and "marriage" are--or should be--mutually exclusive. I never thought about it before I read a fascinating article critiquing marriage from a feminist perspective that questioned whether queers--or any progressive, really--should buy into marriage. Considering marriage is a fundamentally conservative institution that originated as a means to transport a woman as property from one family to the next, I'm not so sure. I still support the fight for gay marriage, though--if straights can marry, why the fuck can't everyone? Just think we need to examine marriage a little bit more closely and see if we can queer it from the inside. That would be AWESOME.
2. What is your weirdest obsession?
FAT BEBEHS. Wanting children, especially fat babies, totally should contradict my espousal of feminism. And yet, I choose to believe that it doesn't. I do, and always will, love fat bebehs.
3. What do you see outside your window?
The cripplingly white stretch of fabric that's the window shade. It' terrifying.
4. What is your favourite colour?
Yellow. Always yellow. I can't dominate yellow.
5. What is your weakness?
If I told you, you'd have to kill me. Or you'd be able to, anyway. You think Achilles TOLD everyone about his heel?
Okay, I'll bite. I'm too proud. I crumble when anyone or anything insinuates I may not be as smart as I think I am.
6. What animal would you be?
I think that's pretty obvious to anyone who knows me, so I'll just not say it.
7. What would you like to learn how to do?
Speak Danish, for fuck's sake!
8. What do you want to never happen in life?
I don't want Thomas or Maddie or my parents taken away from me in some horrible accident. That would break me. Something sudden, and too soon.
9. What is on your bedside table?
Real Simple magazine (I still can't STAND the grammatical error in that title), my bio textbook, and my alarm clock. And the biggest crate of vitamins you've ever seen in your life.
10. What's the last thing you bought?
11. What do you think about the person that tagged you?
BITCH.
No, she's one of my favorite people in the world and my best friend. I guess we're both awesome bitches, though. I mean, really.
12. What was your favourite children's book?
Harry Potter. Which is sort of embarrasing now, because it's not great literature. But it was my favorite.
13. Who do you want to meet in person?
Joan Jett, Frida Kahlo, Gloria Steinem.
14. What did you want to be as a child?
A writer/singer/ballerina.
15. What did you dream about last night?
Oh fuck that shit was messed up. There were all these different countries I kept flying to in hot air balloons, and it was the victorian times, and I landed in an ancient Aztec garden--which was also a university?
16. Which do you prefer, day or night?
Night. I'm by myself, I can do whatever I want, and it's like time stops because there are no interruptions.
17. What's your favourite piece of clothing in your closet?
My vintage cowboy boots I got for $3 at Goodwill. Most comfortable shoes that aren't sneakers I've ever bought.
18. What's your plan for tomorrow?
My dream plan would be to write a novel and get a job at Bitch magazine. But I'll more likely end up going to class and reading Jezebel.
19. What would you like to get your hands on right now?
THOMAS. I shouldn't say any more or I won't be able to stop myself.
20. What is your must have of the moment?
Sleep, the must have of every moment of my day.
21. What's your favourite tea flavour?
Jasmine white tea from the royal tea shop in Copenhagen.
22. If you could go anywhere is the world right now, where would you go?
To Denmark. If I wasn't legally prohibited from entering the country until July, I would be on a plane SO FAST.
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