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5Feb/160

G+ Repost: Disney v. Lucasfilm

Posted by Quinn

Beginning a series of copy-pastes of my comments posted on Google+, since few people read G+, and the comments are usually buried so deep that even fewer people will read them, and the ones I pick are usually worth a wider audience.  Like fazigu.org.  Yeah.  I probably have a larger audience than Google's social network.  SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP.

Anyhoo, this was one of those flash-polls on the Star Wars group.  Two buttons with two logos: Disney and Lucasfilm Ltd.  Of course, 90% of respondents are Lucas fanfilk{sic} with no cognisance of movie history.  So, after reading too many comments containing "not even in the same league", I click Disney and opine:

No, they're not in the same league. Disney revolutionized and popularized animation as an art form. Lucas was at the right place at the right time with a few reels of Kurosawa and a worn copy of "The Power of Myth".

Disney also owns companies that have produced some of the greatest films of the past century that have nothing to do with princesses and anthropomorphized fauna.

Full credit to Lucasfilm for all they've accomplished (that I've omitted), but they really can't compare to Disney-- not even purely on the basis of an art-to-shit ratio. I'm glad Disney is now at the helm of Star Wars, and that Lucas is where he belongs-- navigating in the map room.

 

12Aug/150

Head to Toe

Posted by Quinn

Blue Angel. 1930. Before most of our parents were born.  In Europe, lusty lust was not lost, but America diluted its fire water into warm milk.  I'm gonna try to capture the spirit of Frederick Hollander's lyrics made famous by Marlene Dietrich.  Apologies to the dead for this poor man's rendering of "Falling In Love Again".

Some side-wise beauty flickers,
Some "je ne sais-pas-quoi".
Like fool's gold, a glimmer,
but the shine is faint and dull.

And then my eyes catch yours,
and then we're face-to-face,
and now we're falling forward,
down into wordless space.

Always, from head to toe,
I'm aching for your touch.
Beyond the dream of us,
there is nothing.

All things we are we've made--
together all there is.
All that's hers is his,
and I'm helpless.

Others flit 'round me,
like moths drawn to the flame,
and they will all burn soon,
but you'll always remain.

Always, from head to toe,
I'm aching for your touch.
Beyond the dream of us,
there is nothing.

Trembling beneath my hands,
with urgent burning want,
I'm haunted by the terror,
that you'll be going away.

Not one precious drop of you,
would I dare to waste.
I starve for just a taste,
and I love it.

I am from head to toe,
so aching for your touch.
Beyond the dream of us,
there is nothing.

All things we are we've made--
together all there is.
All that's hers is his,
and I'm helpless.

Others flit 'round me,
like moths drawn to the flame,
and they will all burn soon,
but you'll always remain.

I am from head to toe,
so aching for your touch.
Beyond the dream of us,
there is nothing.

I'll be updating the lyrics sporadically, as the whim strikes me.  It seems each time I do, I wander further from the proper meter.  Do add your thoughts in the comments.

11Apr/150

A Bit on Bits

Posted by Quinn

Electric Razor: 1010001¢

Electric Razor: 1010001¢

My precious daughters and I were watching an old Betty Boop cartoon (transferred from the original nitrate to 1080p) which included a sign for an electric razor priced at "6 1/2 bits". Knowing "two bits" represents a quarter dollar, making one bit ⅛ of a dollar, I wondered if a "bit" in computer-terminology was etymologically related.

They are not.

The ⅛ of a byte bit is shorthand for "binary digit"– a term which won out over such competing candidates as "bigit" or "binit"

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