in a tub in the car up against the mini-bar

Exhausted. Write about Saturday later. For now, I'm just gonna congeal in my chair, read EARTH ABIDES by George R. Stewart, watch THE KING OF KONG, and cobble a few bits and pieces for LJ here:



Legendary movie poster artist John Alvin has passed away. Click on that link to see just how many famous posters this guy painted. I didn't realize until I read this that this was the man responsible for some of the greatest Disney posters ever, and even from an early age I lamented that the final home video box art didn't carry the original poster designs.

In this age of "let's just Photoshop giant floating heads of our actors," Alvin represented a finer and more iconic era of Hollywood marketing. A true loss for movie lovers.



Anyone else watching BREAKING BAD on AMC? The first episode was intriguing. The second episode had two or three moments of utter excellence that have gaurenteed my continued interest. Brian Cranston may finally get his long-overdue appreciation after being forever overlooked by the Emmys for MALCOLM IN THE MIDDLE. Plus, the show's by my favorite X-Files writer, Vince "Jose Chung's From Outer Space" Gilligan.



Finally, I hear this is making the rounds, but just in case you haven't seen the Sarah Silverman/Matt Damon video... oh sweet lord, yes, please do so now:

RIP Roy (plus my grandmother ate a loaf of bread)

Before I get to the main story, I feel you all should know that my grandmother just ate an entire an entire loaf of sourdough bread in one sitting. Well, okay, in fairness, she didn't eat the end bits. But everything else, yeah. It's gone. Within half an hour, whoop, gone. Maybe I'm just not a big bread eater--just bread on its own and all--but that strikes me as a bit excessive.



RIP Roy Scheider. I shall remember you every May 14th when (in accordance with the new holiday started by James Wolcott this past year) I celebrate Worldwide Roy Scheider Day.

Next up, I think I desperately need to finally watch THE SEVEN-UPS, Scheider's starring role and a sorta-sequel/companion piece to THE FRENCH CONNECTION.*

So, my friendly peanut gallery, what are your favorite Roy Scheider memories? Between JAWS, 2010, ALL THAT JAZZ, KLUTE, SORCERER, BLUE THUNDER, NAKED LUNCH, and MARATHON MAN, I'm sure you folks have one or two to spare.




*It's funny, that era of true crime has created so many stories (true, fact-based, and fictional), one can really watch THE FRENCH CONNECTION, THE SEVEN-UPS, THE FRENCH CONNECTION II, SERPICO, PRINCE OF THE CITY, and AMERICAN GANGSTER (just to name a few) and I bet it'd really feel like one huge saga. Would any other movies fit into this "world"?