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Well, I was just about to finish up at the computer and go do other stuff (tm), but Stottmeyer got in my lap, so I figured it was time to do a post.
About how I never made it to the showing of Prince Achmed with live music by Brown Hornet at the Alamo as planned last night, but wound up instead stuck in Neiman Marcus Last Call with Nadia while she tried to find an outfit she could stand, and afford, for Allegra's thing that's not a christening and naming of her person who's not a godparent at the Unitarian church next weekend. Ugh. Happy to help/accompany Nadia, but that store makes me ill on so many levels I can't even talk about it anymore.
Sigh. *Prince Achmed is on DVD. I have, in fact, seen bits of it at Bruce Sterling's house. But it would have been so cool to see it on a big screen with live music. And sangria. The Alamo makes a nice sangria.
But. It is a beautiful day, the weather coolish thanks to a storm front that came through yesterday, rain, thunder, lightning, all the good stuff. It is sooo very green and lush here, the firefly population huge in the evenings.
I've been reading Wen Spencer's Ukiah Oregon books (three so far), and they're very enjoyable. Fast paced, with plenty of characterization and some nify sf. Not works of art, but good, engaging story, which is something I admire.
*The oldest extant animated feature, The Adventures of Prince Achmed (1926) was made by Lotte Reiniger using the silhouette technique she invented. Reiniger manipulated cutouts made from cardboard and thin sheets of lead under the camera to create an Arabian Nights world of delicate, filigree backgrounds and intricately jointed figures. With the assistance of Aladdin, the Witch of the Fiery Mountain, and a magic horse, the title character battles the evil African sorcerer to win the hand of Princess Peri Banu. Working from surviving nitrate prints, German and British archivists have lovingly restored the film: the backgrounds are tinted in delicate pastels rather than the black and white of previously available versions.
About how I never made it to the showing of Prince Achmed with live music by Brown Hornet at the Alamo as planned last night, but wound up instead stuck in Neiman Marcus Last Call with Nadia while she tried to find an outfit she could stand, and afford, for Allegra's thing that's not a christening and naming of her person who's not a godparent at the Unitarian church next weekend. Ugh. Happy to help/accompany Nadia, but that store makes me ill on so many levels I can't even talk about it anymore.
Sigh. *Prince Achmed is on DVD. I have, in fact, seen bits of it at Bruce Sterling's house. But it would have been so cool to see it on a big screen with live music. And sangria. The Alamo makes a nice sangria.
But. It is a beautiful day, the weather coolish thanks to a storm front that came through yesterday, rain, thunder, lightning, all the good stuff. It is sooo very green and lush here, the firefly population huge in the evenings.
I've been reading Wen Spencer's Ukiah Oregon books (three so far), and they're very enjoyable. Fast paced, with plenty of characterization and some nify sf. Not works of art, but good, engaging story, which is something I admire.
*The oldest extant animated feature, The Adventures of Prince Achmed (1926) was made by Lotte Reiniger using the silhouette technique she invented. Reiniger manipulated cutouts made from cardboard and thin sheets of lead under the camera to create an Arabian Nights world of delicate, filigree backgrounds and intricately jointed figures. With the assistance of Aladdin, the Witch of the Fiery Mountain, and a magic horse, the title character battles the evil African sorcerer to win the hand of Princess Peri Banu. Working from surviving nitrate prints, German and British archivists have lovingly restored the film: the backgrounds are tinted in delicate pastels rather than the black and white of previously available versions.
