cleolinda | Entries tagged with david bowie

I don't know why I woke up at 2 am, but I did, and I checked Twitter on my phone in bed and saw it: David Bowie passed away. So basically I'm posting my favorite stuff on Tumblr:

http://cleolinda.tumblr.com/tagged/david-bowie

Or I was, until something went buggy and YouTube refused to play nice anymore. Because my taste is odd (and movie-centric?), it's stuff from the '80s and the '90s-00s, rather than the early classic songs.

It's odd--I was shocked for several hours, didn't go back to bed until 5 am--but I'm having a hard time being sad. It's so wonderful to see everyone sharing their favorite things, to see the scope of someone's life all at once and how much it meant to people, knowing also that he went out the way he wanted with "a carefully planned finale." Sometimes it seems like someone is gone, yet more present than ever.

I wanted to have this up on Monday, but given that this is our first Thursday without an episode, maybe it's just as well that I saved it a few days.

(The NBC Hannibal tumblr is here for you, and understands your suffering.)

BREAKING NEWS: They weren't kidding: David Bowie has, in fact, been offered a role on the show.

An offer has been made for Bowie to appear on season two of Hannibal, showrunner Bryan Fuller tells E! News exclusively. "We have reached out to David Bowie to see if he’s interested and available," Fuller reveals. “We would love for him to play Hannibal’s uncle, who is a character from the literature and in the books." Fuller explains “we don’t have an answer yet," but is hopeful Bowie can join the NBC series, which resumes production in August in Toronto.

EVEN WILL'S DOGS CANNOT HEAR THE SOUND I AM MAKING

(It was hours before I even noticed that they're talking about Chi McBride for Barney, that's how long it took me to stop screaming.)

To begin (again), a few of the post-finale articles that came out:

As mentioned in the recap, Hannibal Finale Postmortem: Creator Bryan Fuller Answers Our Burning Questions.

As partly mentioned in the recap, Alan Sepinwall's two-part interview (season one spoilers) (potential season two spoilers).

A really great Buzzfeed article about food stylist Janice Poon and shooting the cooking scenes.

And also, Tattle Crime's great interviews with Bryan Fuller from earlier in the season and, now, executive producer Martha De Laurentiis. And then, the Which One of These Is Not Like The Others interview with me that went up today. It's nearly as long as the first episode recap because there is no shutting me up, so if you're in wordiness withdrawal... Cleolinda Industries is here for you. The questions were really good; we ended up talking about why I started recapping the show, how it compares to writing the various Movies in Fifteen Minuteses, why Silence of the Lambs is my favorite movie, the casting on the show, the portrayals of female characters and mental illness, unanswered season one questions, and yes, shipping, so you see why the interview is so long, okay.

I'm hoping none of my answers are terribly controversial, although I did take a stand on the whole Abigail question that y'all might not like.

@Tattle_Crime: Officially I will be referring to @cleolinda as "Miss Cleo" from now on.

@cleolinda: @Tattle_Crime Well, I do call you "Miss Freddie," so that seems reasonable.

(I... I might have told her that I'm Cleolinda Jones formally, Cleo generally, and "Miss Cleo if you're tasty.")

( MOAR! (season one spoilers below) )

Spent a nasty rainy day baking six dozen cookies for Mom's work lunch meeting tomorrow. Pretty nice, actually.

Also, that package that went missing? UPS Twitter Dude showed up (on Twitter, naturally) to ask if he could help (I guess they use Twitter search to find mentions of "UPS"?), which was great, and then our communication concluded with, my hand to God, "And by the way, your Twilight commentaries are absolutely brilliant. Good work." I could not stop laughing. Oh my God, I am STILL laughing. I mean, it's a lovely compliment, it's just--of all the things I ever expected a customer service professional to say to me? That was not one of them.

( SERIOUSLY, THE UPS GUY, I CANNOT GET OVER THIS )

Current Mood: LMAO

I'm going to see Watchmen tomorrow afternoon (and at some point over the weekend, guest on a podcast), so you might not hear much from me over the next couple of days. Of course, as sure as I say that, I'll post five times. I'm just saying, either one is possible. (I never know what I'll be able to write until I sit down and try to do it. So I have no idea if I'll be able to put up something about Watchmen or not.) I'm finishing up a new Secret Life, but I'm also trying to space them out a bit. Honestly, I've just given up on the idea of getting any actual work done until Monday, but at least I know it, I guess.

I've also been feeling really tired lately--I mean, I know you already know that because I'm always talking about it, but I'm starting to think it's actually a mild bit of depression. You know, that chemical imbalance kind where you feel bad for no specific reason, not an event-related depression. We're getting into spring now, though, so I think it'll lift. I'm just not feeling so great at the moment, is all.

And right as I was putting on the finishing touches, the new Star Trek trailer came out. Enjoy.

( Linkspam )

Current Mood: sleepy

Sorry--my sister came over (to wash clothes in preparation for her NYCC trip) and we were catching up and I'm desperately behind.

Today's scandal: Stephen King says ‘Twilight’ author ‘can't write.’ OH SNAP.

(And the wank is already delightful.)

Yesterday's scandal: A transcript of Christian Bale's meltdown; the surprisingly danceable remix; More Christian Bale Fun: McG Prophecies, Flip-Hop Remixes, and a Soundboard! Y'all, I hope that, someday, if I lose my shit at top volume for almost four minutes solid, and I happen to be miked, and a recording happens to leak, that the losing of my shit brings the internet as much joy as Christian Bale's has brought to us. God bless.

(In his defense: archnemesis Shane Hurlbut is "a pretty unrepentant light tweaker." This is my new favorite insult. Meanwhile: Gawker begs to differ. In conclusion: there's plenty of fail to go around!)

(Bonus: The Christian Bale Accent Generator.)

Today's Snack Deathmatch: Cadbury vs. Cadbury.

( MOAR! )

I was the one who had to wait for the pizza to be delivered because my mother was otherwise occupied: "I AM GOING TO BE WATCHING THE SUGAR BOWL!" And I was like, what? Why? What the hell do you expect it to do?

I'm not allowed downstairs for the duration of the game now.

Things I did today that were awesome: Actually got off the computer and read a book. Well, most of one; I'll finish the rest of it tonight. Also, stayed off the Dew. Have a slight headache now, but that may be more from reading. I'm also mulling over writing that tarot-based short story collection I've had in mind--that's what the "Strength" in the title here refers to--but that'll probably take years to come to fruition. But it's fun thinking about it.

(Wow. The headache is more than "slight" now.)

gfrancie mentioned an

unclutter_2009 comm that I liked the idea of, so today's decluttering effort: Threw away a beauty product given to me by someone who turned out to be crazy. I can't really elaborate on the situation beyond that, except that said item has been on a back shelf for about two years drying out anyway, and now that bad juju's out my house.

( Sad linkspam )

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Current Mood: sleepy
Current Music: Madonna - La Isla Bonita

Sweeney Todd: Can't stop listening to soundtrack, plz send help. The extras on the second disc are fairly decent, by the way. No commentary, but--have you ever heard a Tim Burton commentary? Forget a Depp and Burton commentary--the one on Sleepy Hollow was Mumbletown all the way. But there's a few good bits on the costumes (which, if you've spent any time on this journal, you will know is the really important thing), plus some recording studio footage on the first disc, and a number of tangentially related featurettes (Did you know? Victorian London kind of sucked if you were poor! Sweeney Todd may or may not have been a real person! There's a theater in San Francisco that still does Grand Guignol plays today, and OH GOD WAS THAT AN EYEBALL AUGH WTF).

Speaking of eyeballs (~augh~) ( AUGH )

Anyway. Well, here's a dumb question: who would be interested in an annotated Movies in Fifteen Minutes? Just, in pencil, in the margins of one of the hardcovers--a one-of-a-kind handwritten thing. (It has to be in pencil, because I can't write in the margins of a book with pen. I just can't. It's sacrilege.) I could also print out all the existing online 15Ms, as a separate auction, and annotate them by hand? It's kind of weird to propose this, though, because it sounds like I'm completely full of myself to even suggest it, but it's one of those things--if you need money, and you think there's the slightest chance anyone would want something, you'll toss any idea out there no matter how ridiculous it sounds. Thoughts?

ETA: Yes, I know, bookplates. I have a large pile of self-addressed stamped envelopes to send those out in, to people who requested them an embarrassingly long time ago; I was just never able to get one that looked the way I wanted, and again, it's been such an embarrassingly long time that I may just need to swallow my aesthetic pride and do something much simpler. Point being, I don't want to charge people for signed bookplates. I just... I can't explain it, I just feel like I shouldn't take money for that. A signed book, you know, at least you're paying for the book itself as well. I don't know. So yes, I still need to do the bookplate thing, but that's an issue separate from needing to raise money to pay taxes.

( Linkspam )

So today is the day of the birth of the Mama of the Cleo! It is also her sister's (my aunt's) birthday. However, my aunt (her sister) is five years younger. Yeah... we don't really know how that happened, exactly. I mean, at least Sister Girl and I were born seven years and three days apart. Anyway, that's what I'm doing this evening: dinner, chocolate roulage, and presents. Remind me to tell you tomorrow what I watched on TCM today.

( Linkspam catch-up )

ETA: Breaking local news: If you grew up in the Jefferson County (AL) school system and have fond memories of band director Pat Morrow, you may want to send him a get-well card--apparently he's in ICU, having a third stint put in tomorrow, after a heart attack he had last night.

So. Another backlog of linkspam, but what're you gonna do. After struggling all week in front of blank paper (what's that old line? "Writing is easy. All you do is stare at a blank sheet of paper until drops of blood stand out on your forehead"?), I finally sat down today and decided to write out the story from the POV of three major(ish) characters whose storylines are giving me hives. ( Read more... )

Also, since I'm in a Halloween mood--the most marvelous sentence in the history of the English, from John Stagg, "The Vampyre," The Minstrel of the North (1810): "It was then asserted, that, in several places, dead persons had been known to leave their graves, and, by night, to revisit the habitations of their friends; whom, by suckosity, they drained of their blood as they slept."

( A sampling of my backlog )