Saturday Matinee: Swimming Cats!
It's the weekend - what better time to catch a movie? Direct from soon-to-be Google subsidiary YouTube - man's greatest-ever invention - it's another edition of Saturday Matinee.
Tonight: a visit to a cat swimming school, as seen in Mr. Mike's Mondo Video.
Don't try that at home.
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Foley Checks Into Rehab
Q. What do you call it when Mel Gibson and Mark Foley get drunk together?
A. The Worst Bar Mitzvah Ever
More Lomblog Scandal Watch later...
Foley Checks Into Rehab
Q. What do you call it when Mel Gibson and Mark Foley get drunk together?
A. The Worst Bar Mitzvah Ever
More Lomblog Scandal Watch later...
Sunday, October 01, 2006
Saturday Matinee: Special Sunday Edition
(In honor of National Hispanic Heritage Month)
¿Es el fin de semana - qué hora mejor para una película? Sí, es hora para otra edición del Matinee de Sábado, gracias a la invención ma's grande, YouTube.
Hoy...Bugs Bunny!
¿Ese Elmer Fudd es realmente algo, no?
(Univision, escríbame)
(In honor of National Hispanic Heritage Month)
¿Es el fin de semana - qué hora mejor para una película? Sí, es hora para otra edición del Matinee de Sábado, gracias a la invención ma's grande, YouTube.
Hoy...Bugs Bunny!
¿Ese Elmer Fudd es realmente algo, no?
(Univision, escríbame)
Saturday, September 23, 2006
Saturday Matinee: And Then There's Madame
It's the weekend. What better time to relax by the flickering light of grainy old videos uploaded to the Internet? Thanks once again to YouTube - man's greatest-ever invention - it's another edition of Saturday Matinee.
Today's installment features two grand dames who made their mark in 1970s show business, Bea Arthur and Madame. Bea, of course, needs no introduction. But for those of you who weren't around or have suppressed your memories, Madame cut a wide swath through the puppet-loving heart of middle America in the late stagflation years. She even had her own show, Madame's Place - which locally used to air on Sunday nights just before my bedtime, and may explain why Lombaire Fan is still a light sleeper.
SPOILER: the following footage is disturbing on multiple levels. Enjoy.
You can add Madame to your MySpace list here.
It's the weekend. What better time to relax by the flickering light of grainy old videos uploaded to the Internet? Thanks once again to YouTube - man's greatest-ever invention - it's another edition of Saturday Matinee.
Today's installment features two grand dames who made their mark in 1970s show business, Bea Arthur and Madame. Bea, of course, needs no introduction. But for those of you who weren't around or have suppressed your memories, Madame cut a wide swath through the puppet-loving heart of middle America in the late stagflation years. She even had her own show, Madame's Place - which locally used to air on Sunday nights just before my bedtime, and may explain why Lombaire Fan is still a light sleeper.
SPOILER: the following footage is disturbing on multiple levels. Enjoy.
You can add Madame to your MySpace list here.
Saturday, September 16, 2006
The Return Of Saturday Matinee
It's the weekend. What better time to revisit a popular Lomblog feature of old? A special segment each week, where the dusty bric-a-bracs of our cultural basement are brought forth once again, courtesy YouTube - man's greatest-ever invention. Yes, it's the return of Saturday Matinee.
Today's feature: a 1932 live performance by Eddie Peabody, the Jimi Hendrix of the banjo. As you'll see, his unique stage presence and sexual charisma are as potent today as they were back then.
My lighter is aloft.
It's the weekend. What better time to revisit a popular Lomblog feature of old? A special segment each week, where the dusty bric-a-bracs of our cultural basement are brought forth once again, courtesy YouTube - man's greatest-ever invention. Yes, it's the return of Saturday Matinee.
Today's feature: a 1932 live performance by Eddie Peabody, the Jimi Hendrix of the banjo. As you'll see, his unique stage presence and sexual charisma are as potent today as they were back then.
My lighter is aloft.
Saturday, August 19, 2006
Saturday Matinee: Lost Lombaire Film
It's the weekend. What better time for a picture show? And today's edition of Saturday Matinee is even more special than most. It's an actual vintage film from Lombaire! Yes, the same FJ Lombaire who I've taken as my virtual namesake. This early video by French-pop diva France Gall - a protégé of another old favorite, Serge Gainsbourg - was released in 1966, just as Lombaire was hitting a career peak. His film Je Suis Gordo (I Am Gordo) had just been released, receiving fair reviews and earning over $1 million dollars in just fifteen years of limited release.
Not content to rest on his laurels, Lombaire directed a promo clip for Baby Pop - a very innovative and very pre-MTV collision of nymph and sound. And courtesy You Tube - man's greatest-ever invention - here it is. Enjoy. I'll be around later to answer all your Lombaire-related questions.
PS - If you watch closely, you might even catch a glimpse of Lombaire himself.
It just doesn't get any better than that, does it?
It's the weekend. What better time for a picture show? And today's edition of Saturday Matinee is even more special than most. It's an actual vintage film from Lombaire! Yes, the same FJ Lombaire who I've taken as my virtual namesake. This early video by French-pop diva France Gall - a protégé of another old favorite, Serge Gainsbourg - was released in 1966, just as Lombaire was hitting a career peak. His film Je Suis Gordo (I Am Gordo) had just been released, receiving fair reviews and earning over $1 million dollars in just fifteen years of limited release.
Not content to rest on his laurels, Lombaire directed a promo clip for Baby Pop - a very innovative and very pre-MTV collision of nymph and sound. And courtesy You Tube - man's greatest-ever invention - here it is. Enjoy. I'll be around later to answer all your Lombaire-related questions.
PS - If you watch closely, you might even catch a glimpse of Lombaire himself.
It just doesn't get any better than that, does it?
Saturday, August 12, 2006
Saturday Matinee: The Wonderful World Of Disney Nazis
It's the weekend. What better time to take in a movie? Join me in the spacious Lomblog screening room for today's special feature, Education For Death: The Making Of The Nazi. Granted, it's no Lombaire, but it is an honest-to-goodness Walt Disney classic from 1943.
After the film is over, I'll be back with some special commentary. But for now, grab some popcorn, turn out the lights, and enjoy ten minutes of grainy, archival entertainment direct from YouTube - man's greatest-ever invention.
Wow. Pretty chilling, isn't it? I understand Disney forced Mel Gibson to watch this several times before they agreed to continue backing his next film.
A few more contemporary figures came to mind during my viewing. The red-faced school instructor bore more than a passing resemblance to one-time Homeland Security Secretary-Designate Bernard Kerik:
In the same scene, you probably caught a glimpse of a young Bill O'Reilly:
This must be where he learned his earliest talking points.
For the most part, this film was good old-fashioned pro-America progaganda, the kind Hollywood just isn't making these days. The production house that Mickey built was four-square and four-fingered behind democracy and against German totalitarianism, marching and dumpy blondes. While Disney may or may not have been an anti-Semite - I think anyone who's seen drafts of the original "eighth dwarf", Angsty, would find the matter beyond dispute - he was still willing to put his talents to work against the Third Reich. And if he were thawed out today, I'm sure Uncle Walt would still be on the side of Uncle Sam, releasing hits like Islamic Radicals of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Oil and Hezbollah: Fully Loaded.
Sadly, today's animators just don't have the "stuff" to fight for freedom. Don't be surprised when the Little Mermaid washes up in a burqua, stuffed to the gills on Afghani poppies.
On that note, see you in the aisle!
LF
It's the weekend. What better time to take in a movie? Join me in the spacious Lomblog screening room for today's special feature, Education For Death: The Making Of The Nazi. Granted, it's no Lombaire, but it is an honest-to-goodness Walt Disney classic from 1943.
After the film is over, I'll be back with some special commentary. But for now, grab some popcorn, turn out the lights, and enjoy ten minutes of grainy, archival entertainment direct from YouTube - man's greatest-ever invention.
Wow. Pretty chilling, isn't it? I understand Disney forced Mel Gibson to watch this several times before they agreed to continue backing his next film.
A few more contemporary figures came to mind during my viewing. The red-faced school instructor bore more than a passing resemblance to one-time Homeland Security Secretary-Designate Bernard Kerik:
In the same scene, you probably caught a glimpse of a young Bill O'Reilly:
This must be where he learned his earliest talking points.
For the most part, this film was good old-fashioned pro-America progaganda, the kind Hollywood just isn't making these days. The production house that Mickey built was four-square and four-fingered behind democracy and against German totalitarianism, marching and dumpy blondes. While Disney may or may not have been an anti-Semite - I think anyone who's seen drafts of the original "eighth dwarf", Angsty, would find the matter beyond dispute - he was still willing to put his talents to work against the Third Reich. And if he were thawed out today, I'm sure Uncle Walt would still be on the side of Uncle Sam, releasing hits like Islamic Radicals of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Oil and Hezbollah: Fully Loaded.
Sadly, today's animators just don't have the "stuff" to fight for freedom. Don't be surprised when the Little Mermaid washes up in a burqua, stuffed to the gills on Afghani poppies.
On that note, see you in the aisle!
LF
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