Monday, September 25, 2006
just when i was loving tcm
they go and play this subpar silent movie. i forgot the title and refuse to look it up. the info said it was supposed to be a tearjearker about unrequainted love. it started off cool enough--each scene had it's own color from blue to orange to pink to black--but the piano music going on in the background wasn't cutting it. we decided to add our own music. given that this movie was supposed to be a tearjerker, i cracked out my beethoven's 7th (we figured if we're watching a silent film, we better only put on records). the film turned out to be a slapstick comedy, so the music felt inappropriate. then a lot of boring stuff happened and then the movie was over. silent movie sundays were supposed to keep me from suicide.
luckily, after the silent movie, they played woman under the influence. if it wasn't for john cassavettes, i'd probably be dead.
i still think tcm is the best channel on tv (but f[ox] s[occer] c[hannel] is a close second).
luckily, after the silent movie, they played woman under the influence. if it wasn't for john cassavettes, i'd probably be dead.
i still think tcm is the best channel on tv (but f[ox] s[occer] c[hannel] is a close second).