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27 January 2010

PizzaQ for X-treme Cineastes / Amanda Plummer! / down on the floor motherfuckers / Christopher Plummer / Tammy Grimes / what's in the box?

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At high noon in a packed pancake house in Los Angeles, California, the dainty, petite gamine neuresthenic Amanda Plummer whips out a huge-caliber revolver, leaps to a tabletop,
squeezes off a few attention-getting rounds into the ceiling, and screams to 50 patrons something like

GET DOWN ON THE FLOOR MOTHERFUCKERS OR I WILL BLAST YOUR MOTHERFUCKING BRAINS ALL OVER THE FLOOR RIGHT NOW

in a startlingly sincere and convincing tone. I certainly would have licked bubble gum off the linoleum.

This public peepants moment takes place in the Neo-Noir masterpiece of psychopathia cinematica, "Pulp Fiction," by the Auteur Quentin Tarantino.

The quarterly periodical "Cahiers du Vleeptron" frequently discusses and attempts to diagnose Tarantino. Lately we are leaning towards some sort of glandular disorder, for which there is probably effective oral medication. Within six months, he could regularly experience the mental activity of an adult for the first time in his life.

On the other hand, I usually don't ask for my money back after seeing his stuff.

While you are pouring synthetic blueberry syrup on your waffles, the last thing you expect to see is Amanda Plummer going all Smith & Wesson in your face and shieking motherfucker.

PIZZAQ1 for Cineasts: What actor portrays her boyfriend or twin brother or fellow methamphetamine addict who is waving the other loaded revolver around, just as enthusiastically and happily as Amanda? 2 slices, imported Italian mozzerella.

PIZZAQ2 for X-Treme Cineastes:


What was in the attache case?

1 medium pizza, choice of 3 toppings.

PIZZAQ3 for X-Treme Cineastes:

What was in the metal ice-skates case in "Ronin" (by John Frankenheimer, co-scripted by David Mamet)?

1 large pizza, choice of 4 toppings, and 1 large Fanta-and-beer if it's summer.

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The 2010 schedule of live theater and musicals at the Stratford (Ontario) Shakespeare Festival looks to be ... well, thrilling and magnificent, and Gouldheads who haven't had the pleasure and experience of attending this festival couldn't pick a better season to make its acquaintance, and touch an important dimension of Gould's legacy.

My wife and I have been dividing our getaway time for many years between the Stratford and the Shaw Festival (in Niagara-on-the-Lake, Ontario). They're a half-day's drive apart, so you can fill a holiday with shows at both.

Both towns are beautiful and delightful to visit. Stratford in particular has scores of superb, duelling restaurants. During theater season you need a guide to find a bad meal.

(Keep well away from the swans; they're as nasty and dangerous as they are beautiful.)

The centerpiece of the 2010 Stratford season will be Christopher Plummer as Prospero in "The Tempest."

We saw him as King Lear a few years ago, certainly one of the
thrills of my theater life. In our generation, Shakespeare doesn't get better than Plummer, and we also had the fantastic pleasure of seeing his daughter Amanda (her mom is Tammy Grimes) as Joan of Arc in Anouilh's "The Lark / L'Alouette."

Other but by no means all the 2010 treats at Stratford:

* As You Like It
* Dangerous Liasons
* Evita
* Jacques Brel Is Alive and Well and Living in Paris
* Peter Pan (Barrie's original)
* Kiss Me, Kate
* The Two Gentlemen of Verona
* The Winter's Tale

Just click around
and you're certain to find stuff that seduces and sings to you.

Bob the Culture Vulture


15 comments:

Vleeptron Dude said...

but have you seen Avatar in RealD 3D yet?

QT has purposelessly misspelled

Inglourious Basterds

but you spelled these words right. Which is wrong.

Lately I have seen some suck-ass films by allegedly purportedly Great Directors ... that "Where the Wild Things Are" by Spyke Jonez was just drek drek megadrek.

And Avatar -- leave your brain in the refrigerator for this one. Poor Sigourney Weaver, but I think she's about to get real rich. Big bucks.

Vleeptron Dude said...

so in summer 2005 I take Neffe to Yerp, and we were on the riverboat in Prague, and two German nurses fell in love with him and taught him to drink Fanta and Beer. They told him all the cool Euro-kids love Fanta and Beer. The nurses tried to force me to drink some, but I cringed away from the unholy brew. So I don't know how it tastes, or how cool it makes you.

Vleeptron Dude said...

you are not answering the X-Treme Cineaste PizzaQs.

Vleeptron Dude said...

So in this 1 instance, right is wrong.

There are probably lots of other instances when right is wrong, and wrong is right ...

The world has gone mad today
and good's bad today
and day's night today
and wrong's right today
and the guys today
that women prize today
are just silly gigolos

-- Cole Porter, "Anything Goes"

patfromch said...

Good to know that about Spike Jones, I was looking forward to that, seem to remember the books by Maurice Sendak somehow. I am trusting Vleeptron's critique du cinema and pass that one. What I did see in HD and BluRay was the new Pixar movie witb freaks and aliens. Mediocre story, but the effects in BluRay are extremely sweet.

In CH you stretch beer with Sprite or grenadinc sirup which may be considered tasteless by other people so I apologize for the comment in the first post (you can also strecht it with Schnaps, which is known as a Submarine or U-Boot)

Vleeptron Dude said...

There seems to be a strong or famous association between German submariners and Schnapps. In "The Bedford Incident," the senior advisor to the NATO / US submarine killer was a retired U-Boot commander, and asked the medical officer for "medicinal schnapps" on the No-Alcohol ship.

That stuff scares me. It's HUGE with the most binge-krazy teenagers, all the candy flavors in the rainbow, fucks you up quick.

Vleeptron Dude said...

Have you ever tasted the most x-treme alcohol beverage we manufacture? Everclear, Nectar of the Teens!

Not the punk band, the beverage.

Or solvent or motor fuel.

Wikipedia:
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Everclear is a brand of neutral grain spirit that is available at concentrations of 75.5% alcohol (151 proof) and 95% alcohol (190 proof),[1] in contrast to hard liquors such as rum and vodka, which typically contain 40%–60% alcohol (80–120 proof).

Since 95.6% ethanol and 4.4% water form an azeotrope (meaning that simple distillation cannot remove any of the remaining water), 191-proof spirits are the maximum proof that is available from the distilled beverage industry.

Because Everclear is a neutral grain spirit, it is relatively low in congeners.

Everclear is manufactured by Luxco (formerly the David Sherman Company).[2]

The 190 proof variation is considered by the Guiness Book of World Records, as the most potent spirit in the world.

patfromch said...

No, I tend to avoid hard liquor. It is good when you have a cold or feel sick tho. Self-made Schnaps mixed with coffe or tea. You will feel warm inside, happy, disinfected with clear vocal chords and fairly loaded after about three cups because the landlady at the pub poured you an extra for medical reasons.

Now back to the PizzaQ. Wasn't it one of the running gags in Pulp Fiction that the contents of the luggage were never revealed or am I in the wrong movie ? (Only saw it once and that was when it came out on video in '95 or '96)

Vleeptron Dude said...

u win 1 medium pizza, choice of 3 toppings!

the movie never showed what was in the attache case.

But the huge popularity of the film, its elevation to cult status, has inspired a huge lore of weird-ass guesses.

A very popular guess is:

a human soul

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I have strange alcohol tastes. At home usually I hardly drink at all. A glass of wine or a bottle of sexy beer now and then, a special occasion.

But when I travel far away, to strange lands -- this is when I sample the Local Stuff, and from time to time barf all night and act stupid -- is betronken the word? The tourist gets betronken on rum, or Belgian Trappist beer.

In Berlin I must have been insane, at a fancy restaurant I ended up knocking back ... 2 or 3 Hennessy Paradis. It was very tasty ... then I got the Sticker Shock, I guess in Euros.

I think from now on I go back to cheap cognac and cheap brandy.

To help get us thru the cold winter we have become fond of single malt scotch, we just found a lost bottle of Talisker.

Which reminds me -- one of the world's great celebrations of heavy drinking is almost here, the birthday of the Scottish poet Robert Burns. Of course all you can drink at the big loud birthday dinner is scotch to toast the great peasant poet of the Highlands. You wash down the haggis with scotch.

patfromch said...

There are a few original pubs in Basel where the expats hang out, mostly from the UK, Scotland, Ireland, canucks, aussies, americans etc

One night I decided to go to one of these pubs, without knowing that it was Burns' birthday, the mic on stage was free so you could read his poetry (which they did), drank a lot of free whiskey and ate rounds of haggis. Great evening tha was, quite unusual. Never tried the whiskey or haggis but had lots of fun.

Thanks fo the Pizza, one day I might come and collect it....

Didn't he pull a similar running gag in Reservoir Dogs ?

SteveHeath said...

*TIM ROTH
*NO ONE KNOWS
*I DON'T KNOW

I'm pretty sure I'm up to at least a weekend's worth of high-carb food products next time I make it up Northampton way.


(fun fact - the word verify for this post is reefer...minus one e)

SteveHeath said...

Fun Fact #2 - Amanda's screaming rant is phrased differently in the Opening and Closing scenes of PF....Explained by those who consider such stuff that each scene is being shown from a distinct perspective, so therefore it's kinda like eyewitness statements can vary.

SteveHeath said...

I'm SORRY...Did I break your concentration?

SteveHeath said...

HAMBURGERS! The Cornerstone of any Nutritious Breakfast!

Vleeptron Dude said...

Okay! Lotsa pizza for you!

"Ronin" is like "Pulp Fiction," but with everybody's zipper zipped up, and in some spectacularly unfamiliar locations in France. You should really make yourselves some popcorn and see it.

Same gimmick: You never know what's in the suitcase that dozens of people are getting murdered for.