Friday, July 27, 2007

Belle Nouvelle Vague: Godard's Babes of the French New Wave

It's a slow day at work, so I've decided to rank my top five babe performances from the Godard films that I've seen. I'm only using screenshots I found on the web, so some shots really don't capture the babe-related essence of the performance (e.g. Bardot's bare booty in Contempt), but you should hopefully get the picture.

1. Anna Karina in Band of Outsiders. The first time I saw Anna Karina, I fell in love. Karina is easily the most attractive woman to ever grace the screen, and she's an incredible actress to boot, as opposed to just eye candy. Her and Godard were married for a while and then got divorced, but it's like, even if they fought every single minute of the day, at the end of the day, you're sleeping next to Anna Karina, dude--Anna Karina.





2. Jean Seberg in Breathless. Seberg is beautiful, and millions of hipsters have been trying to imitate her style for decades, but Seberg outdoes them all. In Breathless she's a New York Herald Tribune-selling babe.





3. Brigette Bardot in Contempt . Bardot is an absolutely fucking bombshell, but she's not really my type. That said, she's an absolute fucking bombshell. Godard blew something like half his budget just to get Bardot in this film, and when his producers first saw it they complained that there was no Bardot nudity, so Godard went back and shot like five minutes of Bardot nude and added it as the first scene as the movie. The only thing is, he used these red and blue filters rather than just shoot it in straight color. Film critics have traditionally seen this a rebellious move because it supposedly intellectualizes Bardot's nudity, but in my book, Brigette Bardot nude is Brigette Bardot nude.





4. Anna Karina in Alphaville. In a dark, futuristic neo-noir world run by computers, Anna Karina plays a woman who is rescued from her brainwashing by a renegarde private eye. Why do we care? Because we want to walk into that movie all Videodrome style, push Lemmy Caution to the wind and have a sloppy French sci-fi make-out sesh with Karina.





5. Mireille Darc in Weekend. The extreme what-the-fuck factor in this movie makes it tough to judge the same way as any of the early '60s Godard films, but Darc is still beautiful as hell, and we do get to hear her deliver a monologue about sitting naked in a pan of milk in nothing but underwear. I couldn't find any good screenshots from the movie, so you'll have to deal with a generic picture.



RUNNER-UP: Anna Karina in A Woman Is a Woman. Because I didn't want to over-Karina in the Top 5.



Wednesday, July 25, 2007

Interactive Fort Collins photo tour, pt. 1

Well, I've been home for 24 hours, and it feels distinctly un-weird. It's a hundred degrees out at peak hours, and yet I sweat minimally; My mom bought me a shirt today; and my house is air conditioned, and has wireless. Bam. I was a lot more uncomfortable the last time I was home. The conflict between my Carleton home and my home home was much more apparent before. At this point, I've accepted the fact that home home will always be a home to me, even if I have other, homier homes elsewhere. That said, I would have hated to spend the entire summer here.

Steve and I went for a drive last night, and we're still on the same wavelength. We continue to get a kick out of talking about the goings on with the Old Guard, some of whom, I now recognize, are huge tools (note: they're still great, or at least still my friends).

Anyway, this is my house:

Here's the backyard (it was a weed patch until a year ago. My parents waited until I left to make it hospitable). Thats my mom, reading or something, and my dog, Gracie (more on her later).
Here's the kitchen. It's glorious. One of my favorite rooms in the house. There's my dad. He used to make me french toast for breakfast while I sat at the table [pictured, left] and watched Recess. Or the Busy World of Richard Scary. My brother loved that show. Oh yeah, my brother has a girlfriend now (his first). I just met her; she's cute and small, like him. He hasn't kissed her yet, though. Props, J, but you gotta hit that.
This is the basement where my friends and I got caught drinking when we were seventeen. Or maybe some of us were sixteen. Either way, it was bogus. Great basement, though.
These next two are of the time-warp that is my room. The walls have not changed since I was sixteen. Hendrix poster: check. Shitty hubcap I found on the side of the road: check. Badass black knight standing on a heap of skulls: check.
I pulled that busty Miller Lite babe from the pages of the 2002 Sports Illustrated Swimsuit Issue. God, I was cool (note the SIGNED Dashboard poster. Fuck yeah).My mom is, as we speak, giving me a foot massage, which, I mean, who gives foot massages? I'm waiting at least five years before my next visit. Maybe she'll buy me a car, or something.

That's all for now, I think, though I'm not sure what I'll do now. Life without work is a little slow, especially at home. Oh, never mind, it's time to eat.

Tuesday, July 24, 2007

Good or bad?

Hi. I just found out that your roommate for Valencia, Brendan, will not be attending the program. You will stay in the same housing though. Just wanted to let you know that you are in a single now.
-Liz

Monday, July 23, 2007

WIZARD ROCK!

harry potter inspires more than just blog postings...

http://theremuslupins.com/
http://www.myspace.com/thewhompingwillows
http://www.myspace.com/harryandthepotters

i like the whomping willows

aaron

YOU BITCH

I'm going to post about Harry Potter, but it will be in the comments section of this post. It includes my favorite scenes, so anyone who isn't done, don't look at the comments.

Hey Guys...

How does it feel to be LEFT OUT?!

http://gawker.com/news/rankings/help-us-pick-americas-most-annoying-liberal-arts-college-280270.php

Sunday, July 22, 2007

Nazi Socks

I looked down yesterday and paused briefly to look at the company logo printed on my sock:

Huh. That kind of looks like a swastika. What kind of company would have a logo that looks so much like a swastika? I wonder how many steps it took to get this company's logo approved, and I wonder why at none of the steps anyone went "hey, wait a minute, that kind of looks like a swastika."

after harry...

i just finished.








now what?

aaron