Diamonds

There is absolutely nothing better than having time off. I can understand why individuals requiring money punch a time clock; however, I cannot fathom why some people I know go to work merely to keep busy. I think hobbies can be a full-time vocation.

In recent times, I've been struggling to become more movie literate. There's so much film history to catch up on. There are quite literally tens of thousands of hours to be witnessed. What is it called when a modern work references past works? It happens all the time on film and without basic knowledge of the original, one is left without a clear understanding.



Some bits of Hollywood are so important as to define who we are. Storytelling, after all, compresses the randomness of life into small, digestible pieces. The odd thing for me is that they can be saved so well. I am so thankful for DVDs as any living room can now be an art-house theatre. In the flick above, Marilyn is approachable although she sung the tune a half dozen years before my birth. How can one appreciate Moulin Rouge (2001) having never seen Gentlemen Prefer Blondes (1953)?