In March 2009, the MythMon hoped to be to the Marx Bros. by April of that year.
It's november, 2010.
You've got a good memory. But I like to think that, like God, we here at the Monkey grind slowly but grind exceedingly fine.
The post on the best comedy/musical of 1932-33 will be up by the end of the day, I promise (if by the end of the day, we mean midnight, Eastern Standard Time).
Whether it will prove to be worth the year and a half long wait is another matter entirely ...
Named for Katie-Bar-The-Door, the Katies are "alternate Oscars"—who should have been nominated, who should have won—but really they're just an excuse to write a history of the movies from the Silent Era to the present day.
To see a list of nominees and winners by decade, as well as links to my essays about them, click the highlighted links:
Remember: There are no wrong answers, only movies you haven't seen yet.
The Silent Oscars
And don't forget to check out the Silent Oscars—my year-by-year choices for best picture, director and all four acting categories for the pre-Oscar years, 1902-1927.
Look at me—Joe College, with a touch of arthritis. Are my eyes really brown? Uh, no, they're green. Would we have the nerve to dive into the icy water and save a person from drowning? That's a key question. I, of course, can't swim, so I never have to face it. Say, haven't you anything better to do than to keep popping in here early every morning and asking a lot of fool questions?
3 comments:
Reminds me a lot of
this portrait of Stu Sutcliffe by Astrid Kircherr. From 1960, Reeperbahn
Paris, Hamburg -- they're all the same. . . .
PS Word Verification? phistes
I've got them at the ends of my armies. . . .
In March 2009, the MythMon hoped to be to the Marx Bros. by April of that year.
It's november, 2010.
I'm eagerly awaiting the judges' votes on whether the Marx Brothers win for Duck Soup.
You know, their fifth film
Word Verification:
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In March 2009, the MythMon hoped to be to the Marx Bros. by April of that year.
It's november, 2010.
You've got a good memory. But I like to think that, like God, we here at the Monkey grind slowly but grind exceedingly fine.
The post on the best comedy/musical of 1932-33 will be up by the end of the day, I promise (if by the end of the day, we mean midnight, Eastern Standard Time).
Whether it will prove to be worth the year and a half long wait is another matter entirely ...
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