Looks something like this, according to a 1918 Danish film entitled Himmelskibet, or A Trip To Mars. You should see what the explorers from Earth that the happy Martians are greeting look like. You can, on a double-feature disc from the Danish Film Institute entitled Danish Silent Classics. The subject of my Foreign Region DVD Report at The Daily Notebook today, and a launching pad for some considerations of cinema’s ever-evolving but still fundamentally largely unchanged notions about space travel and potential aliens, and what qualities make a “classic” film. Enjoy!
Fuck, long as I’m putting food on Kenny’s plate by sending his thread count through the fucking ROOF today, might as well blow up this one too…
That shot is pretty awesome, but where, how and WHY do you guys see all this old bullshit? I don’t watch movies where I’m not gonna see a chick I want to fuck or a dude I wish I was, so there’s NO POINT in watching old movies. Which suck. I mean, old movies have a fucking ZITHER.
Seriously, ZITHER music. Who listens to THAT shit? STEP OUT OF THE OLD and just watch something with hot-ass squack in it.
Go fuck yourself you stupid fucking cunt.
Delightful. Class act, Ollie.
Auuuuggghhh!
This is all because Dave Poland’s blog has nothing going on today. Lex needed a different group of people from which to get attention. (And to exhibit cognitive dissonance.)
To quote Regan MacNeil:
Make it stop. Make it stop. Make it stop.
(Really, Glenn. The power of Christ compels you!)
Interesting.
I wonder whose attention you’re trying to get, LexG. Whoever it is, I don’t think they read this blog.
It’s no fun to be stuck in a job you hate or to be lonely. I hope you find something more fulfilling, so that you won’t feel so compelled to bore people by drawing every topic back to yourself or to attack “old” movies on a blog that is more or less devoted to them.
Glenn, I’m going to take the Tyler Durden comment you made in the previous post, combine it with your mention about how you impersonated an asshole on David Poland’s blog, and throw in the fact that LexG is such a raving cartoon and say that I think Lex is either you, or that you’re in cahoots with whoever’s writing his dialogue.
Things really get out of hand fast around here. Fascinating!