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wTuesday, October 18, 2005 |
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right now is the BEST twilight zone episode...ever!
Submitted for your approval: "The Eye of the Beholder"
Writer/host Rod Serling created one of the show's most terrifying and unforgettable examinations of conformity. In an unspecified society, a troubled woman is so horrified by her "deformed" face and so desperate to look like everyone else that she undergoes a last-chance operation on her face to fix the freakishness that will have her sent to a reservation of outcasts. But when an unseen medical team is finished and the bandages are finally unwrapped, well...i won't spoil the ending. Suffice it to say, thought, that it's one of the most chillingly ironic conclusions in a series hailed for such things.
-tvguide.com
"Why shouldn't people be allowed to be different?!"
i think watching these twilight zone reruns as a kid really affected the way i thought, seriously. this one and Number 12 Looks Just Like You made me okay with not looking and acting just like everyone else.
Number Twelve Looks Just Like You
Writer: John Tomerlin, based on the short story "The Beautiful People" by Charles Beaumont (credited to Beaumont)
Director: Abner Biberman
A young woman resists pressure to be transformed into a state-controlled image of flawless beauty. CAST: Collin Wilcox, Suzy Parker, Richard Long, Pam Austin.
that and Stepford Wives (the original)
posted by
zenbetty at 12:01 AM
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i'm like mike myers (charlie) in so i married an axe murderer...
[The angelic blonde in the broken picture is Charlie's girlfriend, SHERRI.]
CHARLIE
Sherri! What are you doing?
SHERRI
I'm leaving you.
CHARLIE
Oh, thank God... I thought you were robbing our own home, because frankly,
that's insane. I mean, what could you possibly gain by robbing your
own home? I don't mean to meddle, but isn't it better to rob other
peoples' homes? Start accumulating their wealth as opposed to just
reaccumulating your own wealth.
SHERRI
That's not funny, Charlie. I'm really leaving.
[She continues to pack. Charlie tries to unpack her things.]
CHARLIE
What?! Just because we had a fight last night?
SHERRI
We've had a fight every night for two months. Ever since I brought up
the subject of marriage, you've found fault with everything I do. Why
couldn't we have gotten married, Charlie?
CHARLIE
I'm too young to get married. (begins putting her things back)
I'm only twenty-nine and a half. We love living together.
SHERRI
It's been two years now. I need something more.
CHARLIE
See, Sherri, this is frustrating for me, okay. When we first started going
out I thought we agreed that we weren't the sort of people who got married.
SHERRI
That's like saying we're not the sort of people who are going to grow
old. We're not going to fall into that "growing old" trap. Face it,
you've got a problem with commitment, Charlie. Take a look at your other
girlfriends. Every time you get close to a commitment there's something
wrong with them.
CHARLIE
Hey, I broke up with them for good reasons.
SHERRI
What about Sandy?
CHARLIE
Sandy was an alcoholic.
SHERRI
No-no-no. You thought she was an alcoholic. She just drank more than
you drank. What about Jill?
CHARLIE
She hated my family.
SHERRI
You thought she hated your family. Nobody hates your family. Everybody
loves your family. What about Julie?
CHARLIE
She smelled like soup.
SHERRI
What does that mean?
CHARLIE
She smelled exactly like Campbell's Beef Vegetable soup. She was dirty,
physically dirty.
SHERRI
Well, Charlie, I wonder what you're gonna say were my problems? Are you
gonna tell your friends that I was a junkie, that I wasn't supportive
enough or that I smelled like relish? Charlie, I loved you. It could have
worked out. (she goes to the door) Think about it.
[She leaves.]
ANGLE ON - THE BROKEN PICTURE
EXT. SAN FRANCISCO - CHARLIE'S CAR - DUSK
[Charlie and his best friend, TONY SPILETTI, are out for a night on the town.]
CHARLIE
I had that dream again.
TONY
Oh, is that the one where you suspect that a fat man in a diaper, on a
lazy susan has interfered with your plans for the evening?
CHARLIE
No, but I have had that one. No, in this one I'm in love...
TONY
Yeah.
CHARLIE
And I say to myself, "I've finally found somebody that I'm truly
comfortable with." You know when you're so comfortable that you'll
let them put makeup on you to see what you would look like if you were
a girl. Anyways you know what I do in the dream next?
TONY
You propose?
CHARLIE
(after a pause) No. I die.
TONY
But Charlie, you're a normal suburban guy at heart, from a normal suburban
family. Didn't you tell me you always wanted to get married and have a family.
CHARLIE
Yes, but, I'm afraid, okay? There are seven main rites of passage in a
man's life. Birth, first day of school, last day of school. Marriage.
Kids. Retirement. Death. I'm at marriage. I'm two rites of passage
away from death.
TONY
I'm sorry, I wasn't listening.
INT. SPILETTI'S COFFEE HOUSE - NIGHT
[Charlie checks out the girls in the coffee bar.]
CHARLIE
I'm so bummed. Sherri was great, wasn't she? I'm an asshole, aren't I?
TONY
Yes.
CHARLIE
You've got to help me get through this night.
TONY
You've just got to get back on the horse.
[The waitress arrives with two cappuccinos in extremely large cups.]
CHARLIE
Waitress, I'm sorry, there seems to be a mistake. I ordered the large cappuccino.
[Two girls at a nearby table, laugh. Charlie and Tony exchange, "This could be promising." looks.]
CHARLIE
(to the girls) Do you think these cups could be larger? They're practically bowls.
[The girls laugh again.]
CHARLIE
I feel like I'm having Campbell's Cuppuccino.
TONY
Join us in a cup of coffee? There's enough room?
GIRLS
Sure!
[The girls come over.]
SUSAN
My name's Susan and this is June. We think you're funny.
TONY
My name's Tony. This is my friend Charlie.
CHARLIE
Look, Tony, I'm going home. See you later, girls.
[Tony grabs him and pulls him aside.]
TONY
You really don't understand, do you? When a girl comes over to your table
and says, "I think you're funny." It means you've pretty much been given
the keys to the city. Charlie, this is big.
CHARLIE
Perhaps you've confused me with someone who gives a shit. Here's
what's gonna happen, Tony. We'll end up going out with them tonight, maybe
even home with them. Well go out for two months. Soon she'll move in,
we'll be happy, She'll want more of a commitment. I'll be terrified and
I'll do something to ruin it. Just like I did with Sherri.
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zenbetty at 1:31 PM
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posted by
zenbetty at 5:15 PM
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wThursday, October 06, 2005 |
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beware the black egg
okay, i just cracked my first black egg yolk last night and it was the grossest thing in the world. and it scared me, like a scary movie would: "oh no! the yolk is black! what a terrible sign!" but yes, it ruined the one egg that was already in the bowl, so i poured them both down the disposal. but it STUNK, how it stunk! regardless, there were two eggs left in the carton so i cracked them, scrambled them, and ate them. and as far as i know, they were all a month or more over expiration. (but i've got a pretty tough stomach) i couldn't really find anything on the web about this, and it was my first (and hopefully only) experience with it. my roommates weren't home so i had no one to share it with. i am a vegetarian, but eggs don't bother me. they're just chicken periods, coming out of their butts. haha. but you're not killing anything so it's fine in my opinion. i get free range, organic chicken eggs (but yeah, free-range just might be bullshit, so i want chickens of my own roaming in the backyard so i know). but i never really wanted to eat egg beaters because they seemed really unnatural to me. well, that's just my two cents for the day. and i'll leave you with my advice: stay away from the black egg yolk!
posted by
zenbetty at 2:50 PM
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Medium tonight reminded me of this great little movie (and book) The Snake Pit
Virginia Cunningham finds herself in a state insane asylum...and can't remember how she got there.
Mary Jane Ward's book, upon which this film was based, was an autobiographical account of what happened to the author during her various stints in mental institutions. The book caused a lot of controversy when it came out in 1946 as it was a scathing indictment of the treatment of mental patients, a subject considered taboo in the 40s. Naturally, it was a runaway bestseller. -imdb
this movie/book and Girl, Interrupted both scare me to the core. i'm always afraid i'm gonna be misunderstood and end up in some psych ward.
Razors pain you. Rivers are damp. Acids stain you. And drugs cause cramp.
Guns aren't lawful. Nooses give. Gas smells awful. You might as well live.
-Dorothy Parker
Susanna is depressed and directionless after finishing high school. (who isn't?!)
"Have you ever confused a dream with life? Or stolen something when you have the cash? Have you ever been blue? Or thought your train moving while sitting still? Maybe I was just crazy. Maybe it was the 60's. Or maybe I was just a girl...interrupted.
-You know, I can take a lot of crazy shit from a lot of crazy people - but you...you are *not* crazy.
-Then what's wrong with me, huh? What the fuck is going on inside my head? Tell me, Dr. Val. What's your diag-nonsense?
-You are a lazy, self-indulgent little girl, who is driving herself crazy.
-[reading from a book] "Borderline Personality Disorder. An instability of self-image, relationships and mood...uncertain about goals, impulsive in activities that are self-damaging, such as casual sex."
-I like that.
-"Social contrariness and a generally pessimistic attitude are often observed."
[pauses] Well that's me.
-That's everybody.
Was I ever crazy? Maybe. Or maybe life is... Crazy isn't being broken or swallowing a dark secret. It's you or me amplified. If you ever told a lie and enjoyed it. If you ever wished you could be a child forever.
-Is there something about sex which lifts your feelings of despair?
-Have you ever had sex?"
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zenbetty at 10:06 PM
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