I swear I am working on very long posts about movies and TV shows and narrative structure and how poor Ron Perlman’s skin must be like titanium by now after all these years of pancake makeup.

In the meantime, however, I wanted to post something that is:

1) the best part of my day so far, and
2) what most of my first drafts look like: corpse- and transposed-letter-heavy.

Apparently my favorite Fred Astaire/Ginger Rogers number, from Carefree, has gotten the chop, so I can’t repost it here and talk about why Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers remain one of my favorite screen pairs of all time. (Hint: because they are awesome.)

Also, good news: the movie was slightly better than I remembered, because at least Fred wasn’t the guy who clocked Ginger. (The rest of the movie makes no sense. Never has, never will. There is a whole song about yams! There’s nowhere you can go from there!)

Instead, I will show you this awesome miniature clip-show of them set to Cake’s “Love You Madly,” which gives the casual passerby a sense of what they could do together (hint: ANYTHING THEY WANTED, THEY WERE AWESOME).

ETA: This is on my mind because the Turner Classic Movies channel is having a Fred and Ginger marathon today, for anyone in the US who feels like tuning in and enjoying!

1. I suspect this is what all period films look like to my sister.

2. The 1:36 mark is for every English major who ever took an Austen course.

My first reaction to this trailer: “Rachel Weisz! Hypatia of Alexandria! Strings music! Saving libraries! I’M IN.”

My second reaction to this trailer: “Oh, so the…and they’re all…with the people of color…and they’re vicious, mindless killers who…look, why don’t I just add this to A Night at the Movies and save us some time, okay?”

The power of editing.

Ugh, and I had been looking forward to this movie, because it was about a woman whose goal was something more than getting a dude and working hard in her job at a magazine! Hollywood, this is why we can’t have nice things.

John Hughes died earlier this week. The retrospectives and personal essays are going up all over the place, and though this movie has been in the hopper for a while, there’s no better time to talk about what I think is his best movie: Some Kind of Wonderful.

“This is what my girlfriend would look like without skin.”
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