Visions of Frank

Via Cartoon Brew...

More Music

In the Aeroplane Over the Sea by the incredible, defunct, Neutral Milk Hotel.

The Odd Couple

Gnarls is coming....

Carbon Alley #54

Carbon Alley #53

Fondness For Headroom

I'm not sure how I feel about Max Headroom. Part of me passes it off as a pointless cyber-relic, but part of me feels nostalgic for the days when it represented a brave new world of acceptable and quirky dystopianism. In any event, damninteresting.com has an article about a real life Max Headroom that hijacked WGN back in 1987. Anarchy!!!

I initially was led to believe that the origin of the name came from a broadcasting term indicating maximum headroom in a camera shot, but I can't seem to verify that. Damn internet is too big.

Tuesday Tex Avery Quickie

Ward Jenkins has a Flickr photoset for Tex Avery's Symphony in Slang. FYI, the above pic is "Beside myself with anger," yuk yuk.

Mark Trail Update

"WHAT? SAY THAT ONCE MORE? YOU ARE TELLING ME THEN THAT I SHOULD COME IN FOR TESTS? BECAUSE THEY WILL ULTIMATELY LEAD TO AN OPERATION THAT WILL SAVE MY LIFE?"

Someone clearly forgot that we don't need one-sided, sitcom-style, dialog exposition when we know what the person on the other end of the phone is saying.

Carbon Alley #52

Ah, Hyannis Port

Ah, the random, personal connections we occasionally have with Peanuts. I've traveled many places, and yes, one of the stop-overs was indeed Hyannis Port, MA. A small ocean-side town with a nice brew-pub and building entries with carved dates from the seventeen hundreds that make you go "whoa" at two in the morning.

Super Shite

I'd say that this doesn't even remotely qualify as regular landscaping, let alone super-landscaping. In fact, I'm not sure what the hell is going on here. Some sort of exercise in how to color like a two-year-old, no doubt.

Via superdickery.com. Visit soon.

Skidoo-doo

So they just showed this Otto Preminger flick, Skidoo, on TCM. It's never been released on home video, and it's no wonder. Jackie Gleason accidentally does acid, an elderly Groucho meanders through his scenes as mob boss "God", Carol Channing grins and whines nasally while joining the counter-culture... it's pretty much a train wreck. But the bloggers have been asking, is it a good bad? You know, in that kitchy sort of way. Well I'm here to say that in my humble opinion, it's not good bad. It's bad bad. And everyone involved should have been embarrassed that Preminger talked them into it. He evidently was intrigued by the acid movement and tried to explore it in a humorous, perhaps tongue-in-cheek fashion, much like a lot of the other junk culture of the late sixties. I just hate seeing Gleason and Groucho involved. An interesting note that Mark Evanier brought up - we've got Burgess Meredith, Ceasar Romero, and Frank Gorshin in the film. That's 1966's Penguin, Joker, and Riddler don't you know.

Carbon Alley #51