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Tuesday Trivia Solutions

Sorry for the delay, there was a holiday.

1. “I really do like ice.”
HINT: This Academy Award winner played a character who hadn’t had ice in quite a while.
UNSOLVED: This is Cast Away, spoken by Academy Award winner Tom Hanks.

2. A heart attack during dress rehearsal of a television comedy special.
The Sunshine Boys (solved by Roberta)

3. “Sounds like a French nail varnish.”
Goldfinger (solved by Amy)

4. A racist insult shouted to a girl on a high-dive board.
The Craft (solved by Paula)

5. The prisoner’s visit with his mother takes place entirely with her in the back of a truck.
Cool Hand Luke (solved and fixed by Ken)

6. A man sneaks into his boss’s office to find his employee file, which contains only pictures, numbers, and symbols.
HINT: This movie, based on a famous novel, has spoken rather than written credits.
UNSOLVED: Farenheit 451, both the original clue and the hint alluded to the fact that reading is banned.

7. While talking with an old friend from San Francisco, she separates eggs in the palm of her hand.
The Hours (solved by Roberta; “she” is Meryl Streep and the old friend is Jeff Daniels)

Friday Catblogging: String

Boy holding string. Stairs. Cats.

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This thankful thing can get old

I have a very dear friend, N., who evacuated safely from New Orleans. Of course, during Katrina, phoning a friend from New Orleans was impossible, so I just crossed my fingers until I heard.

N. decided he’d had enough of the South after that and moved back home to Massachusetts. Only to be there in the middle of the worst flooding the region has had in decades, prompting an email from me; “Love you to death, please don’t move to New York.”

So, you know where my friend lives? Danvers.

You know what? I’m tired of being thankful that N. is okay.

Give thanks

Okay, so it’s Thanksgiving. I like it. Nice, secular holiday, suffused with Americana and the abuse of native peoples. Okay, but other than that.

I am thankful for:
Food on the table, of which there is always plenty.
My son.
Telephones and Internet connections which allow us to communicate with one another and touch those who are physically far from us.
Democrats in a majority in the House and Senate.
Freedom of religion, imperfect though it is, threatened though it is, that allows me to celebrate my Paganism right here, in public, under my real name, without fear of reprisal.
A wonderful, diverse, insane family, in all its neurotic glory.
The ability to discuss, to understand, to re-group, to ask forgiveness, to be forgiven, and to forgive others.
Babies. Damn, they’re cute.
Most of all, I am thankful for those odd moments when I suddenly realize that whatever is on my mind, whoever I am in this moment, whether I feel good or bad, that I am happy. Maybe it’s a flock of birds overhead, or a light breeze, or just the right kind of sunshine, but I can hate my life totally and have that moment and know that being alive is good enough, and look, here it is, and I’m alive.

Visualizing the badge

I need my employee ID in order to get into my office (scan card). I never forget it. Yes, I keep it in my car, and so it’s where I need it. But what I mean is, I never get up to the door of the building and realize I don’t have it. Very occasionally (like today), I’ll get out of the car without the badge, take one or two steps, and immediately go back for it.

How is it that I don’t forget? It’s that I’m thinking ahead.

We talk about being in the moment, about “be here now,” about Zen consciousness, and yet, when I am getting out of my car, I am visualizing my next steps. I am visualizing entering the building, and I am visualizing needing the badge. If I was living in the “now,” it would be possible to notice my lack of badge only when I was at the “now” of the badge reader (and then I’d have to go back downstairs). But I never have to go back.

It’s nice, you know, because going back would be a pain in the ass. But it’s sad, in a way, to realize how far I am from being in the moment even in my most ordinary moments.

A sad, sad day for film fans.

Robert Altman has died.

I guess this is one I should have expected, but the complexity and energy of the man never seemed to wane. Prolific and varied, he nonetheless had a distinctive signature style, easily satirized (as Meryl Streep and Lily Tomlin did so charmingly at last year’s Oscars). I think A Prairie Home Companion was one of the movies of 2006.

The credits are impressive. Among the very greats, we must mention Nashville, The Player, and M*A*S*H. But even his less perfect movies have their rewards, as I’ve written before.

This is just one of those days when I feel like I’ve really lost something. Like there’s a real hole in the world.

Be born again among us, Mr. Altman.

Tuesday Trivia Time

Name the movie based upon the quote or vignette. Answers will be posted Thursday.

1. “I really do like ice.”
HINT: This Academy Award winner played a character who hadn’t had ice in quite a while.

2. A heart attack during dress rehearsal of a television comedy special.
Solved by Roberta

3. “Sounds like a French nail varnish.”
Solved by Amy

4. A racist insult shouted to a girl on a high-dive board.
Solved by Paula

5. The prisoner’s visit with his mother takes place entirely with her in the back of a truck.
Solved and fixed by Ken

6. A man sneaks into his boss’s office to find his employee file, which contains only pictures, numbers, and symbols.
HINT: This movie, based on a famous novel, has spoken rather than written credits.

7. While talking with an old friend from San Francisco, she separates eggs in the palm of her hand.
Solved by Roberta

Monday Movie Review: Casino Royale

Casino Royale (2006) 10/10
James Bond (Daniel Craig), newly-promoted to 00 status, follows a trail of clues and bodies to LeChiffre (Mads Mikkelsen), banker to the world’s terrorists. LeChiffre has bungled his playing of the stock market with terrorist money, and now he needs to win big at a high stakes poker game at Casino Royale in Montenegro. LeChiffre is known as a math genius and a brilliant gambler, so M (Judi Dench) sends in Bond—the best card player in the service. Accompanying Bond is treasury agent Vesper Lynd (Eva Green), there to keep an eye on the money.

Wow.

Casino Royale is a masterful movie. Not so much “Bond is back,” but a fantasy of Bond coming back that the movies have never truly fulfilled. Not since, oh, say, 1967 has there been so much power behind Bond’s punch.

It’s a dark movie, and will displease the fans pining for Roger Moore‘s return. There is exactly one classic Bond quip in the film, and Bond utters it at his own expense. There’s another moment which seemed to cry out for a death quip, and Bond is resolutely silent.

In many ways the movie is flawless. Any complaints I have are nit-picking. Yes, some plot points were confusing. Yes, the product placement was egregious; Bond wasn’t served by having Sony buy MGM, and apparently the right to have every MGM character use lots and lots of Sony cell phones and laptops. Lots. And lots. And yes, the change to the gunbarrel is imperfect. But these are tiny, tiny flaws.

This is truly James Bond as fans want him, as Fleming saw him; blunt, hard, yet vulnerable. Capable of love, capable of killing, and feeling the effects of both. That director Martin Campbell and the producers have managed to package that Bond in a way that the general movie-going public will love is sheer genius.

Craig has an un-lovely face that manages to be appealing, and a naked body that will make women in the audience forget his face. This is a very sexy movie, although a monogamous one. Interesting, isn’t it? Because the last time we saw a hard, edgy Bond was Dalton, and fans complained about his monogamy.* I don’t think fans will complain this time.

The movement and scenery is fantastic. My Bahamas trip really paid off; we spent a lot of time at the Ocean Club, as well as at the Bahamanian Defense (Bureau? Ministry? Thingy) where the running stunt stuff was filmed. The Bahamas are suffused in sunlight, Venice is run-down and interesting rather than touristy lovely, and Montenegro is gorgeous. We also visit Prague, Miami, and I forget where the running sequence is supposedly taking place…it was filmed in the Bahamas.

I have to see it again and take notes, dammit.

Speaking of running, I’ve never seen a “special running stunts” film credit before, but boy did Sebastien Foucan prove his worth. The chase sequence that opens the post-credits film is fantastic.

So, what’s in this movie? Real espionage, like fans have been begging for. Bond follows one clue to the next and learns from spying, rather than having the villain just give it away. A team behind him; MI6 pulls through for Bond when he needs it, so we don’t see him as a superman. Beautiful women. Caterina Murino makes her brief appearance as Solange worth the price of admission, and Eva Green is a fascinating Vesper. She is snooty and aloof, yet fearful and sweet. She is Fleming’s “bird with a wing down” and we know that Bond will fall for her. There’s a scene in the shower as emotional and touching as anything that has ever been in a Bond film, and it’s that scene, I think, that really sold me that Craig could do it all. Up until then we’d seen the brains, the brutal action, the arrogance, but his own feelings showed here and it was beautiful.

The action is unbelievable. Killer “running stunts.” An amazing chase at an airport. Brutal fights in Prague and in Montenegro. Torture. A building collapse. I mean, you can’t imagine that this is a scaled-down film from that description, but these huge sequences are immediate and real.

And as the credits rolled, the audience burst into applause. The whole sold-out house.

*Trivia time: Dalton’s Bond actually slept with two women in each of his two movies. The only monogamous Bond movie prior to Casino Royale was Diamonds Are Forever. Yes, Connery was the monogamous one!

Sunday Meditation: Learned Empowerment

Building on my earlier post on learned helplessness, I thought a meditation on breaking free from learned helplessness would be meaningful.

Ground and center.

Ask yourself, When do I feel helpless?
Visualize a situation in which you feel helpless.
Perhaps there is a pattern. Perhaps this is a situation in which you always feel helpless. Or perhaps it is one instance that sticks in your craw. Perhaps you recall thinking, Why didn’t I act? Why did I freeze? Why did I take it?
Know that you have power.
Know that helplessness is not a natural part of you.
Breathe in power.
Breathe in ability. Say to yourself, I am able. I am strong.
Visualize the situation again, and visualize yourself acting.
Where you once stood still, visualize yourself walking away.
Where you you once kept silent, visualize finding your voice.
Breathe in power, and as you exhale, breathe that power into the situation.
Fill the situation with power, and see yourself behaving with that power.
See yourself glowing with power.
Notice how good it feels.
Notice how much strength is in your muscles.
Notice how free your vocal cords are.
Notice the swing in your step.
Allow yourself to smile.
Power feels good.
Visualize the situation again, with yourself acting appropriately and powerfully, and tell yourself that you will never again be helpless in that situation.
So be it.

Hot news in the world of publishing

The Study of Witchcraft has been picked up by Weiser Books, one of the most venerable and respected esoteric publishing houses.

Even more thrilling, the book will be in stores by Samhain 2007!

Thanks for the crossed fingers. It worked!