My wordpress post song of the moment.
While researching and reading for my BA thesis, I remembered I had not yet seen this film. Of course, I ordered it from my friendly video store and I intend on actually comparing it to Imitation of Life (hopefully, both versions), Pinky (directed by our favorite rat/stool pigeon/ lusting after his stepdaughter longshoreman Eddie), 100 Rifles and a few others.
Actually, I was going to try and get my hands on the novel by Fannie Hurst for my own interest.
Well, the main point of this post was not to dicuss black film, which coincidentally I am going to do in later posts. As well as film in general, especially Southeastern Asian film, comics, literature, life and well South East Asia.
The point was that any self respecting pop culture fan has nightmares about the Twilight Zone episode: Time Enough At Last in which Burgess Meredith is dealt a harsh hand by fate. His wife is basically a bitch – I mean he has to read in secret because she seems to be the mother of this woman. Shut the fuck up and let me eat my waffles. His lives in constant fear because his boss “bosses” him around, his wife treats him like crap and he has no freedom: in omnibus requiem quaesivi, et nusquam inveni nisi in angulo cum libro. Perhaps.
He wakes up to a world without people but filled with books. Suffice to say, it goes badly. This episode has been spoofed many times, including in The Simpsons. Heartbreaking stuff.
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