Jonathan - "Thanks Bill! I knew if I put lots of work into creating altered photos for October here at Cinema Styles it would be appreciated by you most of all. Thanks again buddy. You're the best!"
Thanks Bill, much appreciated. Wolfman Jack and "Wolfie" seemed clear choices for the sidebar theme.
Pigman is odd choice to start out with but I wanted to hold off from the vampires, zombies and werewolves to come until a little further in. The last pic at the end of the month is the coolest wolfman ever!
The Countess has confused the Baron who is old and no longer in full possession of his faculties. The sidebar pics stand on their own (just as yesterday's vampires had nothing to do with homicidal maniac George Bailey) but "Lord of the Flies" - now that's a great nickname! I'll have to make it one of monikers this month. Although now that you've revealed it others will take it first.
I should have chosen a name other than "bill r.". What creepy moniker can I build off from that? "kill r."? "the diabolical doctor r."? "r., the man with x-ray eyes"?
And am I the first one to mention how awesome that banner is!??? Jonathan, I shall be sending that to some friends this morning, and just might possibly make it my work computer wallpaper to freak out the straigh-edges over here.
What a strong start to Kill Fest. What could possibly be next??
I hope it's ok that the Bonnie Raitt song "Have a Heart"
That's eerie! I was thinking of that song just this morning because I read on the IMDb about Dennis Quaid complaining about ex-wife Meg Ryan going public with his infidelities and I thought of Dennis Quaid being in the video for Bonnie Raitt's "Thing Called Love" but how I preferred "Have a Heart" instead and wondered why Denzel Washington and Bob Hoskins haven't made more movies together.
HAHA... now I'm cracking up b/c I have the Raitt song in my head AND the poster image of Heart Condition in my head.
From Piggy Grant to Heart Condition in 17 posts. You just never know what's in store when you visit Cinema Styles.
Arbo-
I like to think about Jonathan being in an important meeting right now talking about profit margins and overhead or whateverthehell he does, unaware that we're talking about a Hoskins/Washington buddy movie on his blog.
Whew boy did today SUCK! SUCK! SUCK! So, it's around 10:15 a.m. in the morning and I made my last comment to Countess Marilyn. I'm doing the usual, you know, getting coffee for everyone, filling toner, making copies (actually I wish that were my job sometimes. Then there wouldn't be meetings and reports and business trips). And then without warning my computer decided it was a very good day to die. And so it did. It did everything but literally explode.
So there I am on the phone with the I.T. people explaining that I've got important work to do, i.e. check my blog every five minutes. But I told them it was actual work. Suckers. Anyway, they do their usual I.T. stuff for a good three hours before determining it can't be fixed and must be wiped clean. Great. Finally around three o'clock, after doing some literal paperwork, you know, using actual paper, I go home. And here I am having missed a whole day of commenting. Which sucks.
But I learned some things. One, I learned that I depend upon the internet to a frightening degree. I picked up a paper to read since I couldn't read the news online and felt I had been transported back to the 18th century. Every time the article would bring up something without fully elaborating on it my instinct was to click a link to learn more and not being able to.
And two, I miss the back and forth of blog commenting. I mean, really miss it. I felt like Ronald Reagan in King's Row ("where's the rest of me?!"). So imagine how good it felt to finally get home and find out all you guys kept commenting anyway. Really, that made me feel better. I'll stop now forin' I start gettin' all sappy and such.
I only managed to comment on a couple of blogs before the crash (I think Arbo's cat picture was my last comment before the fall) so I've got some surfing to do.
I have no idea when my computer will be up and running at work tomorrow so please comment on whatever the post is I put up and I'll chime in eventually. I think I'll make it a simple post just in case I'm offline for awhile at work, which may be the case. I was going to put up the first movie review for the Kill Fest but not knowing what will happen computer-wise tomorrow I'll schedule something simpler to post.
And now that I'm home, of course, everyone's getting off work and so all commenting will pretty much stop now. That sucks. And I even got a single lonely comment on my October 1st Invisible Edge. You're the best Rick, er, Stranger from Tuscaloosa.
FOX - Thanks on the banner. Certain banners I do I develop an affection for and that's one of them. The second I finished it I knew I liked it a lot. I've got so many for this month I just decided to do a new one every day instead of every other day as planned.
Hello, Jonathan. Welcome to my blog. That's right...I took it over while you were gone!!! IT'S MINE NOW!!! HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!!!!!!!!!!!
Did you see that Hollywood got earmarked for $478 Million in the new bailout bill? Very nice.
I know we try to avoid politics here, but since Cary Grant is a pig today I thought bringing up pork would be okay.
Ah... there is also subsidies for some wool farmers and wooden arrows too. Very nice indeed. So much for that pork barrel cutting that McCain and Obama said they were gonna go after. (Oh, maybe they meant AFTER they were elected, ah...ok).
And boy, did I mention that today was the suckiest day that ever did suck? I know I rely and depend on the internet when all I could think was "I wonder what Bill's saying, and Arbo and Marilyn and Rick and Fox and Peter and Pat and the Professor and Mary Ann."
I was seriously thinking I needed to get one of your cell phone numbers so if this happened in the future I could call you and say, "Do me a favor, let everyone know..." and then have you surf the blogs for me, describe the posts, then comment for me. Then check my blog and tell me what the comments are there. Yeah, that's a good plan. It'll work. Bill, send my your number.
I'd go for that, Baron, except I don't have a cell phone. I don't watch TV, either. I think television is boorish. Okay, I watch a lot of TV, but I don't have a cell phone.
"Cinema Styles" will now be called "Suck It, Jonathan", and I will use to further ramble on and on about horror fiction that only me and three other guys read. It's gonna be sweet.
Thanks for suddenly and out of nowhere (tenuously connected to the pig man by way of pork) comment post on politics. Oh please, God, let's not start talking about that here. Please. It surrounds me and I engage vehemently and brazenly online at political sites across the web (two of which that have banned me) but here I try to avoid it.
Anyway, talk more about the banner. Or don't. Now I have to surf on over to your blog in my game of catch-up. See ya' soon.
Hey Bill you got a plug from Arbo. That's big time baby!
Jonathan-
You don't even wanna know. He's been IMing me all day bragging about it. WHAT A JERK! Especially since I've been kissing Arbo's ass for so long and I get no reciprocation.
I feel like I'm Charlie Brown, Arbo is Lucy, and the football is the respect I crave.
Listening to pussy music while killing innocent people is really creepy. Haven't you seen American Psycho?
baron,
It's good to have you back. Here I thought that being a baron you would have several servants that would have quickly serviced your computer and perhaps serviced you as well.
Sorry about that last bit, but I am an Evil Clown after all.
Angle on: ARBOGAST'S MOTHER, a mummified corpse dressed in Victorian finery.
We hear a disembodied voice that sounds a bit like Glenn Close.
ARBOGAST'S MOTHER: Don't worry, dear. All your friends will be here soon. You've taken such pains to make a nice party for them. Where else would they be?
Extreme close-up on Arbogast, his eyes narrowing.
ARBOGAST (a whisper): Lapper.
Cut to:
Arbogast's hand. His fingers tighten, tighten, tighten and...
The empty champagne flute in his hand SHATTERS into a thousand fragments.
54 comments:
Wasn't this from Cremaster 3?
Bill - "Nice job Jonathan!"
Jonathan - "Thanks Bill! I knew if I put lots of work into creating altered photos for October here at Cinema Styles it would be appreciated by you most of all. Thanks again buddy. You're the best!"
So was it from Cremaster 3, or what?
Of course, the first thing that came to my mind was "That's a nice suit." I guess I've been around pigmen too long.
Baron - I like your pig-man. I also like the use of Mozart in the sidebar.
Arbo - Whatever suits you.
Thanks Bill, much appreciated. Wolfman Jack and "Wolfie" seemed clear choices for the sidebar theme.
Pigman is odd choice to start out with but I wanted to hold off from the vampires, zombies and werewolves to come until a little further in. The last pic at the end of the month is the coolest wolfman ever!
Oh, Wolfie! That's right. I thought it was just a non-sequitor.
If you want to add a picture of Elizabeth Berridge from that movie to your sidebar, you'll get no complaints from me.
Baron - Where is Lord of the Flies? What do wolfmen have to do with pigs? Did you know "baron" and "von" are redundant?
Harrrumph!
The Countess has confused the Baron who is old and no longer in full possession of his faculties. The sidebar pics stand on their own (just as yesterday's vampires had nothing to do with homicidal maniac George Bailey) but "Lord of the Flies" - now that's a great nickname! I'll have to make it one of monikers this month. Although now that you've revealed it others will take it first.
Harrrumph!
Something's not kosher here!
I should have chosen a name other than "bill r.". What creepy moniker can I build off from that? "kill r."? "the diabolical doctor r."? "r., the man with x-ray eyes"?
Bill -
HAHA! Good call on Cremaster.
Jonathan -
Day 1 : tear down Jimmy
Day 2 : tear down Cary
YOU SICKO! ... I love it.
Also, is that a chicken head in Piggy Grant's hand?
I had Piggy Grant over for dinner once. You can imagine what happened. Let's just say that Evil Mrs. Clown was none too happy with all the clean up.
And am I the first one to mention how awesome that banner is!??? Jonathan, I shall be sending that to some friends this morning, and just might possibly make it my work computer wallpaper to freak out the straigh-edges over here.
What a strong start to Kill Fest. What could possibly be next??
I hope it's ok that the Bonnie Raitt song "Have a Heart" plays in my head while I look at this picture.
I also hope it's ok if I just hang out here and keep staring at this picture by myself and talking about it to myself like a weirdo.
I hope it's ok that the Bonnie Raitt song "Have a Heart"
That's eerie! I was thinking of that song just this morning because I read on the IMDb about Dennis Quaid complaining about ex-wife Meg Ryan going public with his infidelities and I thought of Dennis Quaid being in the video for Bonnie Raitt's "Thing Called Love" but how I preferred "Have a Heart" instead and wondered why Denzel Washington and Bob Hoskins haven't made more movies together.
Whew.
Baron - Do you mean to tell me that the first werewolf does not have a pig nose? Your explanation begs reason. This is an outrage!
I should have chosen a name other than "bill r.". What creepy moniker can I build off from that?
Bill R. Bogast.
HAHA... now I'm cracking up b/c I have the Raitt song in my head AND the poster image of Heart Condition in my head.
From Piggy Grant to Heart Condition in 17 posts. You just never know what's in store when you visit Cinema Styles.
Arbo-
I like to think about Jonathan being in an important meeting right now talking about profit margins and overhead or whateverthehell he does, unaware that we're talking about a Hoskins/Washington buddy movie on his blog.
Some how "Jonathan" and "important meeting" just don't belong in the same sentence.
"Lapper, more coffee over here!"
"Lapper, these originals won't copy themselves!"
"Lapper, the fax needs toner!"
And so on.
Is that really Cary Grant? My first impression was Dan Aykroyd, in a flattering, yet essentially unaltered, pose.
But maybe that's just me.
Oh, and nice job Jonathan.
And then when Jonathan hands his boss the wrong copies, his boss yells "Laaapppeeerrr!!!"
And Jonathan runs back into the room, saying "Yes sir, sorry sir!"
I think it's something about the mouth.
Wait a minutes, that's not Dan Aykroyd? I thought that was just a publicity still from The Great Outdoors.
Eat my face ... please!
Fox,
I'm not getting the Bonnie Raitt song connection. But I am getting Crazy On You by Heart.
Rick... wtf?!?
Evil Clown-
Heart is kind of a pussy band for someone so "evil" to listen to isn't it? I mean, do you watch Desperate Housewives too?
Heart is kind of a pussy band for someone so "evil"
I hear Sarah Palin's into Heart.
Arbo-
How dare you judge a mother of four like that!?!?
Whew boy did today SUCK! SUCK! SUCK! So, it's around 10:15 a.m. in the morning and I made my last comment to Countess Marilyn. I'm doing the usual, you know, getting coffee for everyone, filling toner, making copies (actually I wish that were my job sometimes. Then there wouldn't be meetings and reports and business trips). And then without warning my computer decided it was a very good day to die. And so it did. It did everything but literally explode.
So there I am on the phone with the I.T. people explaining that I've got important work to do, i.e. check my blog every five minutes. But I told them it was actual work. Suckers. Anyway, they do their usual I.T. stuff for a good three hours before determining it can't be fixed and must be wiped clean. Great. Finally around three o'clock, after doing some literal paperwork, you know, using actual paper, I go home. And here I am having missed a whole day of commenting. Which sucks.
But I learned some things. One, I learned that I depend upon the internet to a frightening degree. I picked up a paper to read since I couldn't read the news online and felt I had been transported back to the 18th century. Every time the article would bring up something without fully elaborating on it my instinct was to click a link to learn more and not being able to.
And two, I miss the back and forth of blog commenting. I mean, really miss it. I felt like Ronald Reagan in King's Row ("where's the rest of me?!"). So imagine how good it felt to finally get home and find out all you guys kept commenting anyway. Really, that made me feel better. I'll stop now forin' I start gettin' all sappy and such.
I only managed to comment on a couple of blogs before the crash (I think Arbo's cat picture was my last comment before the fall) so I've got some surfing to do.
I have no idea when my computer will be up and running at work tomorrow so please comment on whatever the post is I put up and I'll chime in eventually. I think I'll make it a simple post just in case I'm offline for awhile at work, which may be the case. I was going to put up the first movie review for the Kill Fest but not knowing what will happen computer-wise tomorrow I'll schedule something simpler to post.
And now that I'm home, of course, everyone's getting off work and so all commenting will pretty much stop now. That sucks. And I even got a single lonely comment on my October 1st Invisible Edge. You're the best Rick, er, Stranger from Tuscaloosa.
FOX - Thanks on the banner. Certain banners I do I develop an affection for and that's one of them. The second I finished it I knew I liked it a lot. I've got so many for this month I just decided to do a new one every day instead of every other day as planned.
Hello, Jonathan. Welcome to my blog. That's right...I took it over while you were gone!!! IT'S MINE NOW!!! HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!!!!!!!!!!!
Did you see that Hollywood got earmarked for $478 Million in the new bailout bill? Very nice.
I know we try to avoid politics here, but since Cary Grant is a pig today I thought bringing up pork would be okay.
Ah... there is also subsidies for some wool farmers and wooden arrows too. Very nice indeed. So much for that pork barrel cutting that McCain and Obama said they were gonna go after. (Oh, maybe they meant AFTER they were elected, ah...ok).
HERE'S A LIST
Is the name going to change to Cinema Bill's?
And boy, did I mention that today was the suckiest day that ever did suck? I know I rely and depend on the internet when all I could think was "I wonder what Bill's saying, and Arbo and Marilyn and Rick and Fox and Peter and Pat and the Professor and Mary Ann."
I was seriously thinking I needed to get one of your cell phone numbers so if this happened in the future I could call you and say, "Do me a favor, let everyone know..." and then have you surf the blogs for me, describe the posts, then comment for me. Then check my blog and tell me what the comments are there. Yeah, that's a good plan. It'll work. Bill, send my your number.
God, I'm pathetic.
I'd go for that, Baron, except I don't have a cell phone. I don't watch TV, either. I think television is boorish. Okay, I watch a lot of TV, but I don't have a cell phone.
"Cinema Styles" will now be called "Suck It, Jonathan", and I will use to further ramble on and on about horror fiction that only me and three other guys read. It's gonna be sweet.
Thanks for suddenly and out of nowhere (tenuously connected to the pig man by way of pork) comment post on politics. Oh please, God, let's not start talking about that here. Please. It surrounds me and I engage vehemently and brazenly online at political sites across the web (two of which that have banned me) but here I try to avoid it.
Anyway, talk more about the banner. Or don't. Now I have to surf on over to your blog in my game of catch-up. See ya' soon.
Awwww.... you make us feel loved! You *missed* us!
Plus, I think we kind of see Cinema Styles as a central hub/hangout where we all check in each morning. You know? [Are you crying yet?? I am.]
Hey Bill you got a plug from Arbo. That's big time baby! He's a very selective sort. Unlike me, who's pretty much a whore.
Thanks Fox. I missed you most of all! And when I think of ... I ... hold on... ah hell...
I, uh, I got something in my eye.
Excuse me, I gotta go.
I will put a lid on the politics... I promise. It was just that the two converged perfectly at once and the post idea popped in my head.
However, I might just live-blog the VP debate tonight via your comment section....
JUST KIDDING!!
Hey Bill you got a plug from Arbo. That's big time baby!
Jonathan-
You don't even wanna know. He's been IMing me all day bragging about it. WHAT A JERK! Especially since I've been kissing Arbo's ass for so long and I get no reciprocation.
I feel like I'm Charlie Brown, Arbo is Lucy, and the football is the respect I crave.
Wow. I just checked Arbo's blog, and I'm very honored. Legitimately.
I've been kissing Arbo's ass for so long and I get no reciprocation.
[Sighs] All right, I blogrolled you. Happy now?
[Sighs] All right, I blogrolled you. Happy now?
Arbo-
Even in your generosity you sting.
I'd rather you mock me to my death than pity me with a blogroll...
(I mean... if you already added it, that's cool.)
Fox,
Listening to pussy music while killing innocent people is really creepy. Haven't you seen American Psycho?
baron,
It's good to have you back. Here I thought that being a baron you would have several servants that would have quickly serviced your computer and perhaps serviced you as well.
Sorry about that last bit, but I am an Evil Clown after all.
What kills me is that Lapper gets 45 comments and he was never even here!
Godot was right. 90% of life is never showing up.
That is pretty fucked up. Is this place like the corner bar where we all meet up after work? What hold does Lapper have over us all, anyway?
I like to think I provide a warm and inviting atmosphere with good happy hour prices. And it's fun for the whole fucking family.
Oh, what, so now I can't swear? Man, this place has really changed.
Where in the fuckady fucky fuck did you get that idea?
Is this place like the corner bar where we all meet up after work?
Indeed! Von Lapperstien is the perfect host and I like the free happy hour food he provides.
I'm enjoying Kill Fest so far!
Thank you Countess von Kimski! There's always a place for you at the bar. Bartender, another Flaming Polynesian Cocktail for the Countess!
Von Lapperstien is the perfect host
Cut to:
Arbogast sitting alone in the middle of an elaborate banquet table, the sumptuous delicacies he has arranged on polished silver platters hardening and flyblown, the richly flavored consommé going cold in its ornate serving bowl, the tower of exquisitely wrapped gifts untouched.
SFX: Crickets chirping.
Angle on: ARBOGAST'S MOTHER, a mummified corpse dressed in Victorian finery.
We hear a disembodied voice that sounds a bit like Glenn Close.
ARBOGAST'S MOTHER: Don't worry, dear. All your friends will be here soon. You've taken such pains to make a nice party for them. Where else would they be?
Extreme close-up on Arbogast, his eyes narrowing.
ARBOGAST (a whisper): Lapper.
Cut to:
Arbogast's hand. His fingers tighten, tighten, tighten and...
The empty champagne flute in his hand SHATTERS into a thousand fragments.
My god that's brilliant and I just noticed it. I feel another original Cinema Styles production building up here...
or not. Excuse me, the Countess needs me at the bar.
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