Comments on: Faster, pussycat… oh, you did

By: Rightwatch

Rightwatch — Fri, 24 Sep 2004 03:09:00 +0000

Unlike some people who go to other people's blogs and start their comments with a *sigh*, I will just say this:

YOU DID NOT PUT UP ANY POSTS TODAY, JOHN! NONE! ZILCH! ZERO! NADA!

So what did you do john? Took the day off? Had a big lunch? Napped? Rubbed your girlfriend's feet all day?

All right. Just came over to rub it in. Cheers, mate. I'd stay longer but there are NO NEW POSTS!

Fucking lefties... sleep all day, wank all night...

By: Rightwatch

Rightwatch — Thu, 23 Sep 2004 14:10:00 +0000

john b,

I thought this was a stalinist blog. You're writing about porn-comedy, B-movie directors? Where are your standards, johnny? What would Stalin say?!

Between your porn movies, your bacteria toys and your posts about your telly, I've not been able to figure out what this blog is about. Is it a blog or a flea market, john?

And put up some new posts, dude. Have you no blogwork ethic?

So many questions...

Ta for now. I'll be back.

By: Michael

Michael — Thu, 23 Sep 2004 07:33:00 +0000

Almost exactly ten years ago, I booked and promoted the venerable Hampstead Everyman Cinema's first (and possibly only) Russ Meyer retrospective - a dozen titles across four triple bills, including all the obvious stuff and quite a few rarities (Lorna and Mudhoney are really extraordinary black-and-white Southern Gothic melodramas that are quite unlike anything else he did, though just as bonkers).

It was fascinating seeing what kind of people turned up - Faster Pussycat! Kill! Kill! produced a queue pretty evenly split between leather-clad lesbians and men in dirty macs (yes, these people really do exist!). I got the distinct impression that the first group got rather more out of the film than the second...

I can't speak for the NFT, but I believe they've already done two Meyer retrospectives in the last twenty years, so it's probably not top priority. Decent DVD releases would be nice, though - the only ones I'm aware of are French and pretty dreadful (clearly sourced from crappy old tape masters as opposed to loving digital restorations).