December 7th, 2007

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My daemon other

Tonight I'm going with a bunch of friends on our annual Christmas movie adventure, a tradition that started  years ago with The Fellowship of the Ring.  Dinner at Darby's pub, then next door to the 1930s Colonial Theater here in Belfast, Maine.  We're going to see The Golden Compass (No Country for Old Men is opening as well, but somehow that doesn't seem to quite set the tone for holiday hijinks).  To prep myself I looked at the movie's website, where you can have your own daemon assigned after answering 20 questions.  Mine is a tiger named Zotius. If only he were real and could touch-type!
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The cartoons of Warren Miller

[Click to enlarge, and likewise on cartoons below]

Yesterday I picked up the book depicted above, a 1970 compilation of the cartoons of Walter Miller, longtime artist for THE NEW YORKER.

Surprisingly, Miller has no Wikipedia entry or apparent homepage. But you can learn a tiny bit about him here, at the site of the gallery sponsoring his current show.

And you can see fifteen pages of his cartoons at the Cartoon Bank site:

I eyeballed those fifteen bages speedily and did not notice there any of the cartoons I reproduce below. They all seem more recent. As you might expect from a 1970 book, the cartoons therein make a lot of topical references that have dated. But the artwork remains superb. Enjoy!

This cracks me up very much for some reason. Maybe because I recall my own limited office days.

Money versus culture, an eternal battle. Guess who wins?

How little anything changes.

Truer than ever!

Very Charles Addams!

Note how Miller changes his line to that thin, thin one. I love that explosion of hair.

Posted by Paul DiFi.

Mailer R.I.P.

I had wanted to post something in honor of Norman Mailer, as great a writer as he was an asshole, but I was in Delaware at the time, away from my books.  Here's a favorite paragraph of mine, from the ending of Ancient Evenings.  It's quite appropriate! 

"We sail across dominions barely seen, washed by the swells of time.  We plow through fields of magnetism.  Past and future come together on thunderheads and our dead hearts live like lightning in the wounds of the Gods."
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The Creature with the Atom Brain

Just watched this the other night, and it was surprisingly good. Probably because the script was by the talented Curt Siodmak.

Had to laugh though at the size of the electrodes being inserted into the brains of the creatures: about as long and thick as pencils!

Posted by Paul DiFi.