So, I am sitting here (praying for this tooth ache to subside, can't see the dentist until Tuesday) watching Back to the Future (1985), and I was suddenly struck by a comment that Dr. Emmet Brown just made.
Before I get to that, let me say that I was 15 years old in 1985. I was in high school and certainly was pretty aware of current events and the world around me. Not saying I UNDERSTOOD a whole lot of these events, but I was aware of them.
SO, right before the time travel snafu that spins the story into its major conflict, Doc says that he wants to go 25 years into the future and behold civilization's great advancements.
Hmmm. It suddenly dawned on me... That's right now. 1985 to 2010, according to my math (which speaking of high school was a failed subject more than once) is twenty five years.
Well, dear Emmet. Behold! Jack-shit has changed. Oh sure, many things have changed, no doubt. But, fundamentally, we're still the same bickering, noisy, polarized bunch of twits (congress anyone?) we've been since... a very long time now.
Next time Doc, shoot for 75 to 100 years and Maybe, just MAYBE, you'll get a pleasant surprise.
Forgive my long absence from this blog. This blog has been, and continues to be, an important outlet for impulses that are not always sanctioned though other channels. In other words, I can bitch and rant and rave and gush and boo hoo and applaud anything I damn well choose here, at my blog. It has also been a conduit through which I have made several friends - they're listed just below and to the right on my blogroll. Talented and generous amigos all.
After visiting the page with a pretty special person today, I realized I had to get back to some occasional posting. Trash Aesthetics has helped me over the years and I've neglected it in favor of more pressing work. Priorities can be a bitch...
I've been writing for the last year and a half a large project. It's been a long haul and this project continues to taunt me - but I am about 3/5ths done; light is showing at the end of this long tunnel.
So, while I don't have anything major to say tonight about anything in particular, I am SAYING that I will shortly. I've got some usual bugs up my ass about things here and there that I cannot keep bottled up forever. Or, I just may need to get back to some of my usual columns here at T and A that I love(d). Gone to Bed - Girls ga ga, and so forth.
I apologize for the lack of activity around here lately. I'm on a grant to write full-time right now. As a result, I am writing seven days a week to get as much done as humanly possible - sadly this leaves little time or energy for my blog. I'll be back soon however with some light posts - like the "It's 'fill in celeb here' Day" In fact, I've been thinking a lot lately that it needs to be "Wendy James" day around here or maybe Cathy Moriarty day. What I really want to do is write a review of "I Desire" as promised to a good mate in England (who sent me a copy all the way from England), but all my powers of criticism are focused on something else right now. Suffice it to say, until I get to that review properly, I loved it! I am however, I think, MORE nostalgic than my amigo in the U.K., who is incidentally the same age as yours truly. For now then, à tout à l'heure!
Media fan and scholar. Mad musings and fatty drippings from my mind. Here you will find random thoughts about film, television, pop-culture, theory, and other nonsense. There will Probably a lot on horror and exploitation.