This one’s goin’ round Greater Blogistan, having made appearances over at Jane’s place as well as John’s and a host of others.

Four jobs you’ve had in your life: movie theater usher, art museum guard, art show curator, Journalist.

Four movies you could watch over and over: Those Who Love Me Can Take the Train, 8 1/2, The Red Shoes, Un condamné à mort s’est échappé..

Four places you’ve lived: Flushing Queens, 85th street in Manhattan, Los Angeles, ca., Paris France.

Four TV shows you love to watch: The Carol Burnett Show, Mystery Science Theater 3000, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, The Daily Show.

Four places you’ve been on vacation: Jamaica, Paris, Palm Springs, Dallas Texas.

Four websites you visit daily: Romenesko’s Media News, Eschaton, Crooks and Liars, The Tin Man.

Four of your favorite foods: lobster, catfish , shrimp enchilladas, rissotto.

Four places you’d rather be: Paris, Palm Springs, Rome, New York City circa 1964-67.

Oh if time travel were only possible in corporeal reality, rather than just in the Windmills of My Mind (cue Dusty Springfield.)


  1. David N. Scott December 28, 2005 6:34 pm 

    MST3k!! That’s awesome. I miss that show, and it’s like $20 for two episodes for the DVDs. Grr, and such.

  2. chris January 3, 2006 5:51 pm 

    For the record, my only experience seeing “Those Who Love Me …” was seeing it the theater, where my primary reaction (pleased but puzzled) was of someone seeing a foreign-language film containing *way* too many subtitles coming at the viewer *way* too fast. An accurate assessment, or only an example of me being slow that night? In any case … imagine the fatigue of trying to keep up with the German subtitles of a print of “Sweet Smeel of Success” (the 2005 candidate for My Favorite Movie). Daunting, to say the least.

    Care to expatiate on the film, David?

  3. David E January 3, 2006 6:23 pm 

    You can find my extensive expiations in the Winter 2002-03 of Film Quarterly (Volume 56, Number 2) IThose Who Love Me is quite a challenge, even for viewers who know French and/or are adept at subtitle-reading. But like all great works of art it’s one whose deepest rewards are to be culled from repeated viewings.

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