"You're under arrest, you little squirt!"

I remember only one detail from the dream I had last night: a TV spinoff called "Eddie Haskell, F.B.I." (and I can't say how much my own blogger name influenced this).

"Good morning, Mrs. Cleaver. I'm afraid young Theodore has been running a baseball card counterfeiting operation out of his treehouse."

"A Targ Adventure"

This is what it would look like if David Lynch had abandoned Twin Peaks in 1990 in order to create video games (via Metafilter):



Apparently this is an actual game. I would download it myself, but I'm afraid the surreal-ness would seep into my laptop.

There is no top.

I once told Mrs. Mosley about what I tend to do when I start getting bored at meetings and training classes: Basically, I picture the architectural layout of the building I'm in, then I try to imagine what would happen if the gravity changed to a given sideways direction. How would I navigate around the building? Which long hallways would become sheer cliffs?

Well, all of this came to mind when I saw the teaser for Christopher Nolan's upcoming Inception. It looks like old Christopher is getting his Matrix on, but in a good way.

Avatar

One thing is for sure: James Cameron does nothing small.

A splinter in my cinematic brain.

For decades now I've had a dim memory of a movie I watched on cable as a little kid; a movie that was clearly not for my age group but I managed to watch anyway (Mom must have been doing laundry). I could only remember two details: Lots of car crashes, and a scene where a woman was locked into a closet-sized oven and the heat turned way up. That was some ripe nightmare fuel for my young mind, and that imagery has stayed in my mind all these years. In fact, it might just be the first movie image to have done so.

I've desperately tried to find out the title of this flick. Even with the power of the Internet, I had a lot of trouble here. I had an 80% certainty that the word "Crash!" popped up on the screen during the film. However, I could not be certain if this was the title, if it was some pizazz during a trailer for the film, or if it was some kind of tribute to the styling of the Batman TV show.

There was a 1977 film called Crash! directed by Charles Band (long before he went on to produce dozens of the most memorable direct-to-video fodder of the Eighties), but there wasn't enough evidence to prove that it was the one I remember. Sure, it had automotive carnage, but then again so many movies did after Smokey and the Bandit hit it big.

Finally, finally I came across a review of it at the Dread Central website. The reviewer, Foywonder, did a blow-by-blow of the plot and included this nugget of information: "The old cripple tries killing her again by locking her in the sauna and cranking up the heat". BINGO!

I am indebted to Foywonder (and I sent him an email telling him so). The final note, however, is a bummer: The movie is not on DVD and is extremely rare on VHS. I may not ever see this film again, but at least the mystery is solved.

With all due respect: None of these guys aged very well.

I came across this photo on the The Litter Box by Johnny Cat blog, and I have to second the blogger's reaction: "Utterly cool".


All it's missing is Alec Guinness. I guess he was too busy off making some child cry somewhere.

But I kid, Alec.

A note to the Town Hall protestors...

...though they will never listen: These two things do not go together.

The Cat Returns

Bless Mrs. Mosley's heart. She can be rather timid when buying me gifts because she's horridly afraid she'll get the wrong thing or get something I will be absolutely indifferent to. Well, on her trip out with her cousin last night, she picked up this at the local Barnes & Noble:



Her decision on this title was based on my previous statements on wanting to pick up Porco Rosso for little CC. And though I still plan of getting Porco Rosso (and maybe Princess Mononoke for when CC is old enough for the scarier stuff), this is a fine intro title for her.


Thank you, sweetie.

"Birthright"

I'm bookmarking this for two years from now.

Hi-ho, Hi-ho... you know the rest.

After six weeks of paternity leave, I started back at work today. And as I slog through the backed up emails and paperwork, I think about Mrs. Mosley and CC. Below is currently my favorite picture of the little tyke:



That certainly makes the day go easier.

Stephen's Used Cars: located at the rock quarry outside town!

It's Thursday! Here's your random nineties British video:

Babybird - You're Gorgeous
by djoik

I'd love to tell you I've never known people like this, but...

I really have nothing to add to this. Be sure to check out the website.

At the very least, this picture motivates me to post more often so the picture moves further down the page and I don't have to stare into the eyes of the father every day.

Roscoe Lee Browne Quote of the Month: August 2009

In honor of our newborn, the next two movies in our "Quote of the Month" series are from a movie and it's sequel that are wonderful films for children. Babe is an enchanting film about an orphan pig who tries to fit in and please his new master. The film has a gentle pace (a rarity in kids films these days) and is structured like a fairytale. Our narrator for this fairytale is, of course, Roscoe. The result is one of his more memorable roles. Here is his introduction to the story:

Narrator: "This is a tale about an unprejudiced heart, and how it changed our valley forever. There was a time not so long ago when pigs were afforded no respect, except by other pigs; they lived their whole lives in a cruel and sunless world. In those days pigs believed that the sooner they grew large and fat, the sooner they'd be taken into Pig Paradise, a place so wonderful that no pig had ever thought to come back."