Monday, April 03, 2006

Charly Is Dead

My wife and I just watched Charly, a Mormon movie about love and death, and the dark swirling questions of faith and hope and, well, pancreatic cancer. My favorite scene is when the husband is painting the 'studio' (I guess to assuage his guilt about making his dying wife paint in the kitchen--selfish bastard) and he throws a fit about her giving up and they both crumple to the floor crying in a total emotional loss of control...my wife and I were treating it like MST3K-making comments like, "I wish you could act", etc. I predicted half-way through the movie she dies on the ferris wheel...my psychic head at work...

Previously my 4 y/o somehow deleted my I-tunes; I had over 5 days worth of music and I was in a panic for a while, and today I accidently recovered the library! YAY!!! I downloaded some Swans, which I've never heard before, Laibach, Cabaret Voltaire, bunch of stuff. Get this: I finally found Poesie Noire "Pity For The Self" on th internet and got it! Man, that is the rarest of the rare to find. And Vicious Pink. Ahh, good times. Four days to the Anti-Ward Picnic...

30 Comments:

Anonymous Susan M said...

Charly was the first LDS fiction I've ever read. I was bored one day at my in-law's.

What Swans did you get? I think their sound can be very different album to album, but I don't really remember.

6:54 AM  
Blogger White Man Retarded said...

Goddamn the Sun, i am the Sun, some other stuff I can't remember...I got Microphonies from C. Voltaire, the singles collection, some Beatles, Siouxsie version of dear prudence, old Meat Beat Manifesto, more Skinny Puppy, I went all out! Is the book better than the movie, regarding Charly? Charly is dead....

9:42 AM  
Blogger Moi said...

Oh, you know you read Charly in the 80's. Don't deny it. Since I know nothing about the music you are referring to, can we discuss the attire for the anti-ward picnic? I'm wondering if a black turtleneck, shades, and a beret would be appropriate. Maybe a bongo drum under my arm?

10:17 AM  
Blogger elasticwaistbandlady said...

Hey Patrick did you ever like Houston's very own The Hunger? I haven't heard anything from them in a looong time. As for Charly, the moment I overheard the huddles of Mormon makeup chick cliques in the Church hallway discussing how fantastic the movie was, I knew that I wouldn't have any interest in it.

carrot, don't you know that the typical anti-ward picnic outfit consists of high heels, feather boas and Huggy Bear style pimp suits?

11:59 AM  
Blogger Moi said...

See, that's our church attire. I thought an anti-ward picnic would be dark and brooding, like our friend Patrick.

12:18 PM  
Blogger White Man Retarded said...

Close, no bongos, but bongs! Maybe with a bong I can lift myself to the heights of the other members' self-conclusions. Hey elastic waist band lady! I saw the Hunger twice at Numbers and both times were great! But they rip-off Ministry and Front 242, and they are kind of cheesy. Great live, though. Charly is a good movie to watch on acid, if I was still into that. Carrot Casserole, I've honestly never read Charly, even though I've read some LSD fiction. I don't wear berets, although I'm joining the Army Reserves as an R.N. and will have to. Black beret at that...I don't wear much black. Carrot, do you live in Houston?

12:54 PM  
Blogger White Man Retarded said...

By the way, thank you to all of you for writing back; I look forward to your responses...

12:56 PM  
Blogger Gloria Glo said...

LOL - the only way to survive LDS movies is through strict obedience to the rules of MST3K.

1. Thou must mock.
2. Thou must thoroughly mock.
3. Thou must mock until the sound of your giggling covers the horrible soundtrack.


Thanks for visiting Middle Class Mormonism and all your kind words!

2:03 PM  
Blogger Moi said...

If you ever read my blog, Patrick, you would know I live in WA. state. I'm getting quite a mental picture of you Patrick. Pimples, weird music, anti-ward picnics, and bongs. I'm getting frightened. Hold me elastic!

(Is this the part where I thank everyone for visiting my blog?)

3:05 PM  
Blogger elasticwaistbandlady said...

It's Houston humidity carrot. I have a small chin outbreak at the moment.

Note to self: Do NOT cover zits with black eyeliner to make them look like beauty marks because it actually looks like fleas feasting on your face.

My anti-ward invitation hasn't come yet. Are you sending a Goth singing telegram patrick? I have my black trench coat and Sex Pistols shirt all ready for the big day.

3:57 PM  
Blogger wendela said...

patrick, I'm sure carrot beatnik can hop a plane and get to Houston to join you and elastic at the bash. (You guys are so funny. I'm just gonna sit back and keep reading and laughing).

12:18 AM  
Blogger White Man Retarded said...

I don't wear much black, I don't have any black trenchcoats; as a matter of fact I don't think I have a trench coat. Uh, yeah, I do have a few pimples. Tuber, I went to your blog site and there is no way to access your blog. My hair has grown back, I don't know what I look like. I think I look like your average white guy, the weirdness is inside! Wife and I are thinking of going to Idaho to live in the middle of nowhere. Whatever! Did you guys catch Conference? Pres. GBH said BE NICE or you're going to hell! Hahahahhahaha......

3:13 AM  
Blogger elasticwaistbandlady said...

I still have bruises on my side from Papi endlessly elbowing me during Conference. Especially when they said to love everybody and not polarize each other with politics and other divisive topics of conversation.

Me thinketh there's a schism brewing amongst Church members regarding ideologies. I AM nice and I have perfect Ward Potluck Dinner manners. That automatically secures me a place in Heaven.

4:01 AM  
Blogger Moi said...

I am not perfect, I have bad skin, bad teeth, and thin hair. I threw out all my black clothing, and I fell asleep during the 2nd session of conference on Saturday. Can I still come to the ward picnic? (I was joking in my previous post if I hurt anyones feelings, I'm sorry)

7:26 AM  
Blogger Moi said...

oops! anti-ward picnic ;)

7:27 AM  
Blogger White Man Retarded said...

If you fly down here, I'll hold it for real...we can drink some toxic kool-aid and egg the real ward picnic...

6:15 PM  
Blogger Moi said...

*carrot talks with a cockney accent* I'm a good girl, I am! Where exactly is "down here" hmmm?

6:45 PM  
Blogger White Man Retarded said...

Down here to Houston, of course.

7:46 PM  
Blogger Moi said...

Toxic kool-aid? Whats your real name? Jim Jones? As Relief Society secretary, I cannot, in good conscience, attend an anti-ward picnic. That, and I can't imagine telling my husband, "Hey! Some guy invited my to his anti-ward picnic in Texas! I'm hopping a plane, bye!" Yeah, I know, not very spontaneous. I do have a friend named Debbie in Houston, who is very fun, and if elastic will be attending, they could tell fart jokes together as entertainment. Have fun. Maybe I'll dress up for it on my blog on Friday.

10:05 PM  
Blogger elasticwaistbandlady said...

TELL fart jokes? Honey, action speaks louder than words, and with Patrick serving barbecue I'll have all the ammunition I need.

Have you noticed that Patrick is surrounded by female blog groupies? If the revelation of polygamy is ever set back in motion, young Patrick will have no trouble scoring chicks for his harem.

5:49 AM  
Blogger Moi said...

You see Patrick, what EWBL doesn't realize is that I'm actually stalking...er...following HER around. She is so entertaining, and quick witted, I just cannot resist!

1:17 PM  
Blogger White Man Retarded said...

So, wait Carrot Custard, if I understand what you just said, am I to think you are of a...um...San Francisco...Ellen Degeneres...type? I mean, stalking ewl. Ewl is a female, right?

5:19 PM  
Blogger Moi said...

Oh no Patrick, I meant like she's a celebrity. Not that I'm in love with her. GOSH!

6:50 PM  
Blogger Tom said...

How do those kids know exactly what to delete and how? On my iMac you have to drag files to the trash can, which is hidden until you mouse to the side of the screen. Then you have to empty the trash. My then-3-year-old deleted my whole personal desktop folder with a bunch of word processing files of guitar tabs and recipes that I had been collecting from the internet (my wife must've emptied the trash without checking it because I doubt he figured that out). The punk! Why can't he just stay on playhousedisney.com? He also somehow deleted Safari.

Hey, I wonder if you know some of my wife's family there in Houston. Gerald and Dian Danner and Joyce Otto? We visited two years ago. We loved the area. We kind of want to move there when we're done here (Baltimore).

10:47 PM  
Blogger White Man Retarded said...

Tom, of all the +4 million people here in Houston, I can honestly say I have never met the Danners or Joyce Otto. However, I think it is imperative you move here. I'm getting a theremin and also play drums...think of the noise and sounds we could record...? No one else here likes the music I do. C'mon, and quickly!

9:05 AM  
Blogger Tom said...

I know, it's silly to ask those "do you know so and so" questions, but it's hard to resist. Plus, I figured the Mormon thing would dramatically narrow the field. They meet in a meetinghouse not far from the temple, as I recall.

I'm in. Houston better be ready 'cuz we're gonna rock the house. I still suck at guitar, but maybe I won't suck by the time I graduate. The way things are going it may be a decade or two before that happens. Plenty of time to build my skillz so that I can become the rock star that I was meant to be.

9:38 AM  
Blogger elasticwaistbandlady said...

Patrick, Carrot Jello has already wised up to the fact that indeed to know me is to love me. Don't fight your feelings.......

2:15 PM  
Blogger White Man Retarded said...

My feelings over the uh, weird attraction Carrot might have for you, hence the stalking? Carrot Stalker? Wait, the whole image of carrot is dawning on me...is Carrot the vegan phallic symbol?

8:44 AM  
Blogger elasticwaistbandlady said...

People naturally gravitate towards me Patrick, it's my irresistible Elvis-like sideburns.

On a side note, I have an omission to make. I once declared Smashing Pumpkins totally worthless to me, it's not true. They played 'Ava Adore' this morning, and it rekindled fond memories that I actually do like that song. Following Ava Adore on XM Radio was a group named, no kidding, 'The Cunnylinguists'. I found that amusing.

9:29 AM  
Blogger Moi said...

*double gasp!*

4:04 PM  

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