Saturday Music to Feel Wistful By

THE FUTURIST! recently watched the film THE BROTHERS BLOOM. He found the score that accompanied the visuals to very appealing. This particular track is the theme of a particular character played by Rachel Weisz. She is a romantic isolated introverted eccentric multi-millionairess. It's a wistful jaunty number. It makes THE FUTURIST! feel ... nostalgic and melancholy. The movie was entertaining and quite odd. It was trying hard to be, in itself, eccentric and hip with great effort. THE FUTURIST! still enjoyed the intelligently written script and the look of the film. Lots of little bits of visual symbolism are lurking in the frame.

Listen:


PENELOPE'S THEME
from the film THE BROTHERS BLOOM (2008)
composed by Nathan Johnson

Leftovers in Tokyo

As a child, THE YOUNG FUTURIST! looked forward to the day after Thanksgiving. There was no school and the special sense of utter freedom due to the extended weekend. Most of all there was the WOR Channel 9 Holiday Film Festival of Godzilla movies. The bliss of sitting on the couch, all snug, with a plate of congealed cold leftover stuffing and a fork ... maybe some slices of turkey ... and a glass of Yoo-Hoo to wash it down. All this and badly dubbed Japanese people screaming as Godzilla and Mothra and Ghidorah and the MechaGodzilla battled endlessly. THE FUTURIST! remembers this so fondly. He would just eat and watch and laugh and feel so unencumbered of any stress. Then ... he would fall asleep, from an overdose of tryptophan and starchy carbohydrates, halfway through the movie marathon with a smile of pure content on his young face.

* THE FUTURIST! does not think, as the announcer states, that Jack Palance was ever in a Godzilla picture. Strange mistake.

Wes Anderson in a THE FUTURIST! Kind of Holiday Mind

Deep Fried Bird

For the last several years, THE FUTURIST! has attended a Thanksgiving get-together that has, as it's main entree, a turkey that is deep fried in boiling peanut oil. This is dangerous procedure and actually becomes an event in itself ... a visual process that the host conducts in the backyard. Below is a video on the preparation and the results. If you do do this, remember to keep children and pets away from the device, unless, they are children and pets you don't very much enjoy to be around. THE FUTURIST! jokes, of course. No, he doesn't ... today's festivities will involve obnoxious children and some rather distasteful adults ... but no pets, in fact a loving beautiful pet, preferably a canine, would be welcome.

HAPPY THANKSGIVING from Utter Despair, N.J., dear readers!

See You Next Wednesday! (Thanksgiving Edition)

A big favorite of THE FUTURIST! and a movie
that begins and ends with a Thanksgiving meal.

Lofty Ideas

FOUR BRILLIANT THANKSGIVING DAY PARADE BALLOON IDEAS
FROM THE FUTURIST! THAT WERE SCOFFED AT BY MACY'S CORPORATE EXECUTIVES:

THE HINDENBURG

THE HEAD OF JOHN THE BAPTIST

A BIRTH CONTROL DEVICE

SPANISH OLIVES

A Very Sad Thanksgiving Memory

THE FUTURIST! must hold back his tears remembering a Thanksgiving many years ago when he was inadvertedly left behind on a cold windy cloudy November day on the NJ Shore by his Aunt Abigail. THE FUTURIST!'s parents had gone to Aunt Abigail's beach front home for the Thanksgiving holiday. After claiming to not have an adequate white wine for the repast, THE FUTURIST!'s parents allowed Aunt Abigail to take THE BABY FUTURIST! for a stroll on the desolate beach on her way to the local liquor emporium.

How did this happen? A baby left alone in the sand?

Well, it appears that Aunt Abigail, on her way back from her leisurely walk with THE BABY FUTURIST! to the Seaside Liquor Store for the holiday libations, became a bit infatuated with her purchases and partook of a 6 pack of an inferior beer and a bottle of Riesling. She then, while mumbling something about a husband of dubious birth, decided to take a cold dip in the sea and never came back. THE FUTURIST!'s first encounter with a Thanksgiving fowl was not with a turkey ... it was a large tern or seagull who pecked at him for minutes on end until the Shore Patrol found him. To this day, THE FUTURIST! cannot abide seagulls. Recently, he and haiku stopped at a roadside Fast Food establishment for lunch and ate outside. THE FUTURIST! suffered a panic attack when a large seagull fluttered down to investigate his french fries. On immediate sight of the flying fowl poking into his side dish, he screamed like a woman.