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REBLOG: CLAYTON DIGGS’ DISTINCTIVE RAY BRADBURY OBIT

“The boy was good! Was he actually a Martian? We’ll never know.”

Ray Bradbury Dead at 91, Martians, and Sci-fi Man-juice

by claytondiggs

link: http://claytondiggs.wordpress.com/2012/06/07/ray-bradbury-dead-at-91-martians-and-sci-fi-man-juice/

You ever just sit around and think about Ray Bradbury? I did, yesterday when I heard that that great American writer had made his final journey to the Martian landscape that lies beyond the great beyond. No, that’s,not quite it… He got cornered by imaginary lions in a virtual reality who tore him into worm food…No, still not right…He morphed into a heap of books, heated toFahrenheit 451, turned to ash, and blew into little bits of cosmic dust to then descend on some Red Planet at the edge of the Universe. Yeah, that’s a little more like it. Hot damn! I’m sorry. I’m not. I really am!

I am sorry that we’ll no longer share airspace with a guy who, to my mind, was one of the most original and gorgeous voices in our American literary canon.

Old Ray was born in Waukegan, Illinois, in 1920. He grew up during that tonic for the restless imagination, the Great Depression, a time when the future seemed not only bleak and depressing as shit but, well – unimaginable. But imagine it Ray did, and with a visionary zeal that always took our collective breath away. The boy was good! Was he actually a Martian? We’ll never know.

But we do know that his stories sprang from the deep and potent well of his childhood fears. In an interview on Fresh Air he once said: “As soon as I looked up, there it was, and it was horrible,” Bradbury remembers. “And I would scream and fall back down the stairs, and my mother and father would get up and sigh and say, ‘Oh, my gosh, here we go again.’ “

Childhood was indeed an important time for the budding author. Ray read and read and read everything he could get his grubby little alien hands on. He dug on Jules Verne and H.G. Wells and dreamed of outdoing them, and so, between frenzied bouts of cranking out adolescent sci-fi man-juice (to pics of big-boobied Martian chicks no doubt), he also managed to crank out a short story a week. Lesson: the only way to (re)produce is through consistency!

Great American sci-fi writer Ray Bradbury dead at 91

When the Bradbury fam up and moved to SoCal, little Ray took to hiding out in the dank, scary basement of the UCLA library, where, for 10 cents a half-hour, he could rent a typewriter. Said Ray years later: “I thought, my gosh, this is terrific! I can be here for a couple hours a day. It’ll cost me 30, 40 cents, and I can get my work done. Also, it’s awesome to spew sci-fi man-juice in a public venue. Much more exciting than at home.”

Ray hit it big with his 1950 collection, The Martian Chronicles. Then, while that fat old cow masturbatorJoe McCarthy, was looking to anally violate anyone evenly remotely aligned with anything Red, planet or otherwise, Ray did a right ballsy thing — he shot a FUCK YOU ray-gun at censorship in general with his best known work, Fahrenheit 451, and did so in a FUCK YOU kind of way, having the story that would become his signature novel first printed in Playboy.

Have you read that fine, fine book? If not, put down whatever you’re doing, go out and get a copy, and sit the hell down. It’s about a future society in which McCarthy-like fat old cow masturbators have firefighters burn books for the purpose of keeping folks dull and ignorant. There’s never been a revolution without there first being a revolution of ideas, goes the theory. In practice, the only trouble comes when the firefighters become curious about what exactly it is they’re being made to burn. Then all hell breaks loose! Shit fire! Hot damn! Great book.

People the world over and even those in outer space loved old Ray. The crew of Apollo 15 so totally dug Bradbury’s novel Dandelion Wine that they named a lunar crater after the it. Astronaut Buzz Aldrin, the second guy on the moon, and the man forever-and-a-day frustrated by the fact that he scores way less poon than Neil Armstrong, had this say: “Ray Bradbury is one who is contributing to the understanding of the imagination and the curiosity of the human race.” Hey, it would have been better if pussy-champ Neil Armstrong had said it, but novelists can’t be choosers, right?

Amazingly, despite his visions of the future, Ray never got into using computers. He even once told The New York Times that the Internet was pointless. Well, buddy, on that point at least, we’ve gotta say: FAIL!

It’s okay – nobody’s perfect!

Old Ray finally settled down to family life right here on Earth in 1947, when he married a gal named Maggie, and the happy couple had four little Martian girls. Ray suffered a stroke at age 80 and, sadly, couldn’t write anymore. He did, however, keep having his strange visions of things to come. He felt sure we’d be landing on Mars right soon and asked that his ashes be buried on that vast and vacant red planet.

We’ll sure miss you, old buddy, old Ray, venerable imaginer of humanity’s many possible destinies. We’ll sure miss you. I raise my cup of Dandelion Wineto you, Sir. I truly do.

GET RAY’S ASHES TO MARS: A FUND

  • If you’d like to help Ray complete his dying wish, shoot me an email: me (at) claytondiggs (dot) com.
  • It’s gonna take a lot of dollar bills to make it happen, but if Ray taught us anything, it’s that every dream has got to start somewhere.

“I’m so fucking cool. How big will penises be in the future? THIIIIS BIIIIG!”

BSD Movie Log: I Bury The Living

I Bury The Living (1958, d. Albert Band)

A businessman is obliged to serve a rotation as administrator of a company owned cemetery.  While on site he finds a wall-sized map of the reserved grave plots.  He also discovers, to his consternation, that inserting a ball-head pin in a plot will cause the intended plot owner to die mysteriously.  Is it coincidence?  Is someone playing an evil trick on him?  Or is there some paranormal phenomena orrcuring?

I Bury The Living is a fun, creepy idea, although the concept doesn’t necessarily call for a feature length movie.  It’s sort like of a good Twilight Zone episode stretched out to 70 minutes.

Haunted Home

The Brown Shoe Diaries Halloween Movie Club.Track down today’s movie and post your comments.   Good?  Lame?  Scary?  Not scary?  Bring it.


Today’s recommended feature is:

Burnt Offerings

The literary antecedents of the haunted house movie go back  to 18th and 19th century gothic novels and the underlying mythological matter probably from further than that.  I’ve been watching a lot of horror movies this month and hadn’t fully realized how frequently the device of the haunted house is used.  Real estate marketing parlance has infected our contemporary culture in the use of  the word home for house, to conflate an ideal with a place.  The idea being that home is about values – family, comfort, safety, legacy – and that a house is the thing that will provide all of that for a negotiated  price.  It doesn’t.  The home/house conflation is a hollow notion.  Maybe that’s why when talking about movies where people find their new place occupied by restless dead people, demons, and unsettled spiritual grudges we prefer not to have the residence of these terrible stories called a haunted home.  The haunted house as depicted in Burnt Offerings I think symbolizes a deep uneasiness with the excepted idea that for every family, house is where the home is; that the values of home can always to be found through accumulation and consumption.

some unseen force tears this family asunder

The family of Burnt Offerings isn’t wealthy.   They are a  middle-class family stumbling across a home that is not too nice for them, but rather too much, too big.   When they assume the role of being able take control of the house, they discover too late that the house is consuming them.   Marian and Ben, with their teenage son and septengenarian aunt in tow rent a neglected and decaying gothic mansion as their summer getaway.  They are told by the off-beat  sister and brother who own the house that the couple can have it all summer for $900.  They only need the couple to provide care for their invalid mother who resides in the attic.   Marian volunteers to be the one who looks after the old woman and set meal trays outside her locked door.  The family moves in, but Marian begins to be obsessed with the photographs and antiques and spends long periods in the old woman’s parlor.  She overreacts when the the boy accidently breaks a crystal bowl and admonishes him not to touch “beautiful things.”  Meanwhile Ben begins to be feel depresssed.  He and Marian stop having sex.  He is haunted by terrifying memories of his mother’s funeral.  He has disabling visions of a old fashioned hearse driven by a creepy, spectral  chauffeur .  Ben’s disorientations lead to a scary incident where he uncontrollably tries to drown his teenage son in the swimming pool.  The aunt, at first animated and full of vigor, quickly declines into lathargy and ill health.  As the family falls to pieces, the aging old house starts to repair itself; the gardens bloom and the shingles and siding literally fall off like old skin to be magically replaced by fresh painted materials underneath.  The house thrives like a destructive parasite on the family’s youth and vitality.  The family is dying physically and emotionally, so that the house can live.  By the time they figure out it’s the  house that’s killing them, they also learn that the house will not allow them to leave.  The dream house becomes a prison and a death trap.

It’s a critique on the idealization of American dream. In trying to live the dream, this family learns that the cost isn’t just $900 for the summer, but the hidden costs of moral and familial values that would make such a dream worth living.  Even if you don’t buy into the critique, Burnt Offerings is still a great horror movie.  The scenes with the ghost hearse and the family trying to escape are all effectively frightening.  But the growing uncertainty in what these formerly nice people are going do to each other, as their inner rage manifests, is the scariest part.

Burnt Offerings (1976, Dan Curtis)



The 10 Most Famous Ghosts Of All Eternity

Another scientifically surveyed Halloween countdown.  This time 10 ghost who really make the afterlife special.

link: Top 10 Most Famous Ghosts | LiveScience.

Re-rumoring "Paul Is Dead" Rumors

Dead, Not Dead?  A blog post from Robert Fontenot.

link: Paul is Dead — Frequently Asked Questions about the Paul McCartney death hoax.

More Fun Halloween Hits: Classic Teen Death Ditties

In the early 60’s there was a fad in Top-40 music for story songs in which teenage characters die.  A car crash with a weird moral ending was almost a guaranteed hit.  Blogger Robert Fontenot lists some of these songs at the link:

link:  Teen Tragedy – The Fifties and Sixties.

Here are a couple of videos with performances from this list.

Tom Bosley,TVs Howard Cunningham, 83 -RIP

 

Bosley on Happy Days

 

Tom Bosley, best known for his tv role as Howard Cunningham on Happy Days, 1974-1984, is no longer coming down for breakfast.

Bosley was a veteran stage actor, he won a Tony award in 1959 for the musical Fiorello! He is familiar to most people from television on Happy Days, Murder She Wrote, Father Dowling Mysteries, and TV commercials and infomercials in which he mostly played Tom Bosley.  I recall for a time people also confused him with the late actor David Doyle, although I never did.

 

People always mixed up Bosley and Doyle. I still don't see it.

 

Happy Days is one of those shows I watched religiously in childhood and now I recognize that all but the first season sucked.  The original idea was borrowed wholesale from the movie American Grafitti, including the staring actor Ron Howard.  They first shot Happy Days on film, with some pretty daring story lines for a prime time sitcom.  The second season they went to multi camera video, brought in a jovial studio audience, scrubbed a major character from everybody’s memory (lost brother Chuck), and flipped the Cunningham household set around so that the front door was on the right.  I guess a door on that side was much less controversial, but not any funnier.  The show was never the same again for ten irratating seasons.

However, Tom Bosley was a funny actor, and, I gather, a charitable person.  RIP.

link:  CBC News – Television – Happy Days actor Tom Bosley dies.

Barbara Billingsley,94 – RIP

Barbara Billingsley, best know for her role as June Cleaver on Leave it to Beaver, 1957-1963, is no longer coming down to breakfast.  The June Cleaver character is a frequently, sometimes inaccurately, used symbol in media criticism of the shiny, oblivious, chavanistic suburban life invented for television in 1950s.  June was a housewife who wore pearls while vacuuming, doted on her husband and boys, and never cracked the binding on the Feminine Mystique.   It’s true that in the Cleaver’s town of Mayfield there was no racism (or black people), no McCarthyism, and no desire in women for life beyond the foyer.  On the other hand, Leave It To Beaver was a great show because it was actually funny, often deliberately absurd, and never a depiction as bland and idealized as people make it out to be.  Also, I suspect that part of the reason the 1950’s are so elevated in the conservative imagination, is because perfect suburban neighborhoods, bridge clubs, and women officing in the kitchen, for good or ill,  is a lot the way it was, or at least the way a myopic post-war American culture wanted things to be.

link:  Barbara Billingsley of \’Leave it to Beaver\’ fame dies – CNN.com.

Stephen J. Cannell and his pipe RIP- 69

Stephen J Cannell, that creepy bearded guy with a pipe after every episode of A-Team, Greatest American Hero, 21 Jumpstreet and many other bad tv shows of the 80s, is no longer coming down for breakfast.

link: Stephen J. Cannell Obituary: View Stephen Cannell\’s Obituary by MPNnow.

Tony Curtis Dies at 85 – NYTimes obit

link:  Tony Curtis, Hollywood Icon, Dies at 85 – Obituary (Obit) – NYTimes.com

Tony Curtis is no longer coming down for breakfast.  I’ve never been a big Tony Curtis guy.   I always felt like he was lucky to be surrounded by great actors and great directors.  But my favorite movie with Tony Curtis is The Sweet Smell of Success:

Segway, Brazen Bull and Other Inventions That Killed Their Inventors

Segway Disaster Kills Owner, More Deadly Inventions – The Daily Beast.

Icarus P. Anybody: RIP SRV

Remembering blues guitarist Stevie Ray Vaughn

Icarus P. Anybody: RIP SRV.

Eddie Fisher was 82 and "A true mensch."

Washington Post Obit: A Singer Best Remembered For Scandal

The great Eddie Fisher is no longer coming down for breakfast at 82.  The obits have a lot about his film roles and his celebrity marriages, but this guy had the best voice.

Here are two giant ones:

“Everybody’s Got A Home But Me”  [from Rodgers and Hammerstein’s Pipe Dream]

“Heart”  [from Damn Yankees]

this video kind of sucks

Helpful list of all the alien bodies

LIST OF UFO BODIES ALLEGEDLY IN THE POSSESSION 
OF THE UNITED STATES GOVERNEMENT

22 JULY 1947            ROSWELL NEW MEXICO      4 BODIES
13 FEB 1948             AZTEC NEW MEXICO        12 BODIES
7 JUL 1948              MEXICO So.of LAREDO TX  1 BODY
1952                    SPITZBERGEN NORWAY      2 BODIES
14 AUG 1952             ELY NEVADA              16 BODIES
10 SEP 195O             ALBUQUERQUE NEW MEXICO  3 BODIES
18 APR 1953             S.W. ARIZONA            NO BODIES
20 MAY 1953             KINGMAN ARIZONA         1 BODY
19 JUN 1953             LAREDO TEXAS            4 BODIES
10 JUL 1953             JOHoFNISBURG S.AFRICA   5 BODIES
13 OCT 1953             DUTTON MONTANA          4 BODIES
5 MAY 1955              BRIGHTON ENGLAND        4 BODIES
18 JUL 1957             CARLSBAD NEW MEXICO     4 BODIES
12 JUN 1962             HOLLOMAN AFB NEW MEXICO 2 BODIES
10 NOV 1964             Ft.RILEY KANSAS         9 BODIES
27 OCT 1966             N.W. ARIZONA            1 BODY
1966-1968       5 CRASHES IN/KY/OH AREA         3 BODIES
                 (ONE UFO INTACT REMOVED)
18 JUL 1972             MORROCO SAHARA DESERT   3 BODIES
10 JUL 1973             NW ARIZONA              5 BODIES
12 MAY 1976             AUSTRALIAN DESERT       4 BODIES
22 JUN 1977             NW ARIZONA              5 BODIES
5 APR 1977              SW OHIO                 11 BODIES
MAY 1978                BOLIVIA                 NO BODIES
NOV  1988               AFGHANISTAN             7 BODIES
MAY 1989                SOUTH AFRICA            2 ET LIVING
JUNE 1989               UFO & 2 ET TRANSPORTED IN 2 GALAXY
         TRANSPORTS -> WRIGHT-PATTERSON AFB FROM SOUTH AFRICA.
JULY 1989               SIBERIA                 9 ET LIVING

This should provide a wealth of autopsy 
evidence on ET body structure and workings 
when accumulated in any one place.
ETs coming from UFOs have strange properties, 
a report: THE  UFOCRASH/RETRIEVAL  SYNDROME  
(STATUS  REPORT  II: NEW SOURCES, NEW
DATA) by Leonard H. Stringfield is  published   
by  MUTUAL   UFO NETWORK  INC.,103  Oldtowne Road, 
Sequin Texas 78155. It has   aJanuary  1980 copyright 
date. The report interviews several med-
ical  doctors  who did  autopsies on ET  bodies 
from UFO   crash sites.  ET  had large heads and 
were around 4 ft tall. They havesmall  noses and  
mouths with no ears or hair. The ET photo that
I have  was taken  by an  ET and has an eye 
diameter of an inch. He  has his left  hand  raised  
in  a salute. That hand   has  4 fingers  on it with one  
finger twice as long  as either outsidefinger. The photo 
was taken at a range  of  3  ft from the waistup.  
Brain capacity is 1800 cc  versus 1300  cc for the  average
human. The  skin  is  grey  or  ashen  and under  the microscope
appears  meshlike.  This  meshlike  appearance   
gives  it   thereptilian texture  of granular  skinned  
lizards like iguana  orchameleon. There  was a colorless 
liguid in the body without redcells, no  lymphocytes, 
no  hemoglobin.  There was no  digestive
system,  intestinal, alimentary  canal, or rectal 
area in the ET autopsy.

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