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The Smart Set by Kevin Lightner

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Julie striking her best “Little Miss Sunshine of the Sixties” pose for the cover of New York News Sunday magazine in 1964

The acerbic film critic, Pauline Kael, might easily have had cover girl images like this in mind when she wrote:

Julie Andrews, with the clean scrubbed look and the unyieldingly high spirits; the good sport who makes the best of everything; the girl who’s so unquestionably good that she carries this one dimension like a shield. The perfect, perky schoolgirl, the adorable tomboy, the gawky colt. Sexless, inhumanly happy, the sparkling maid, a mind as clean and well brushed as her teeth. What is she? Merely the ideal heroine for the best of all possible worlds. (1970, 178)

Well, here in the best of all possible worlds known as The Parallel Julieverse, we find it entirely possible to love Julie for her upbeat fabulousness and well-brushed teeth and Ms. Kael for her entertaining snark!


Kael, Pauline. Kiss Kiss, Bang Bang. London: Calder and Boyars, 1970.

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With her signature mix of twisted humor, wild eroticism, and incendiary critiques of Italian society, Lina Wertmüller established herself as one of the most talked-about figures in 1970s world cinema. Not only was she hailed by critics (New York magazine called her “the most important film director since Ingmar Bergman”) and successful at the box office, she also became an industry darling, and in 1977, her controversial World War II picaresque Seven Beauties earned her the distinction of being the first woman nominated for an Academy Award for best director. Decades later, her polemical farces—including other hits such as Swept Away, The Seduction of Mimi, and Love and Anarchy—continue to deliver a shock to the heart.

Now eighty-eight, Wertmüller remains a fiery force, still donning the white-rimmed glasses that have adorned her face for decades. Her illustrious career is the subject of a comprehensive retrospective at New York’s newly reopened Quad Cinema, which also features Valerio Ruiz’s new documentary portrait Behind the White Glasses and Federico Fellini’s 8½, on which Wertmüller worked as an assistant director. For the occasion, I had a brief chat with the director over e-mail about her early days as a moviegoer and the intimate collaborations that brought her work to life.

Grotesque Poetry: A Conversation with Lina Wertmüller


January 19th 1809: Edgar Allan Poe born

On this day in 1809, the American poet and writer Edgar Allan Poe was born in Boston, Massachusetts. The young Poe barely knew his parents, with his father leaving the family and his mother passing away when he was just three years old. He lived with another couple as foster-parents, and was forced to gamble to pay for his tuition at the University of Virginia, which he had to drop out of due to financial difficulties. He soon joined the army and was accepted into West Point, though he was expelled after a year. After leaving the academy, Poe turned his full attention to his writing. He then traveled around Northern cities, including New York, Philadelphia, and Baltimore; it was in Baltimore, in 1836, that he married his young cousin Virginia. In Richmond, Poe worked as a critic for various magazines, occasionally publishing his original work which included short stories and poems. In 1841, Poe published his ‘Murders in the Rue Morgue’, which many consider the beginning of the detective fiction genre. His most famous work, the poem ‘The Raven’, was published in 1845 to critical praise. Sadly, his wife died from tuberculosis two years later, leaving the writer grief-stricken and nearly destitute, as he never had great financial success.  On October 3rd, he was found ill in Baltimore and taken to hospital, where he died on October 7th aged 40. It is still unknown what his precise cause of death was, but alcoholism is widely believed to have played a part. While not appreciated in his lifetime, Poe is now considered one of the great American writers.

“Lord, help my poor soul”
- Poe’s last words

Mac’s coming-out is, at first, tortured, obtained under duress and with his friends telling him it’d be easier to elide. Its aftermath (continuing in Wednesday night’s episode, in which he finds himself fantasizing about one of his friends before “pushing it down with some brown,” binge-drinking liquor to forget) will make for some of the show’s most meaningful instances of plot development.

what does this time magazine tv critic know that we don’t

Sign of The Times Review

Okay, so, here it is. My academic writing is really different from what you’re used to reading from me, but I’m interested to see what y’all think. The assignment was an opinion based column, so, that being said- it’s really honest. x 

Styles: Sign of a Solo Artist

Two days have passed since his debut as a solo artist, and Harry Styles has broken records. 19 minutes after it’s 8am release time, “Sign of The Times” reached the number one spot on iTunes, and effectively beat Adele’s “Hello” for the fastest song to reach the top of the charts. The single is now number one in 119 countries, the audio video on Youtube has 10 million views, and numerous music critics and magazines have given the single raving reviews. It’s safe to say that Styles’ work has the world awestruck, yet again.

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It Never Ends Well (Part 1)

Prompt/Summary: Based on “The Ugly Truth”, for @hunters-from-stark-tower movie challenge.

Pairings: eventual Bucky x Y/N, eventual Clint x Y/N, Natasha x Sam

Warnings: Swearing, mentions of sex, vulgarities…

Word Count: 2894

A/N: Some of the lines used in this fic don’t belong to me, I got them out of the movie, so credit to the writers. I’d love to hear what you think, feedback is always appreciated.

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“You’re late.” was the first thing you heard as soon as you answered the phone.

“Don’t need to remind me.” your eyes practically rolled to the back of your head in annoyance at your best friend, “Natasha, please, please, cover for me. I’m ten minutes away from the office.”

“Depends. What’s in for me?”

“A big hug from me.” you answered again, “Is Mr. Stark there yet?”

“No, but he hardly is here. Why are you late anyway?”

“I spilled coffee on my blouse.”

“That doesn’t really surprise me.” she laughed.

“I swear it was an accident, I just tripped.” you defended, “Anyway, I’ll be there shortly, in about five minutes.”

As soon as she agreed, you hung up and drove the rest of the way to your workplace. Soon enough, you found yourself parking in your designated spot and entering the Stark Magazine Headquarters. Inside the building was hectic, as usual, as everyone tried to complete their own tasks in time. Grabbing some documents from one of the assistants, you walked decidedly to your shared office, where Natasha was seated at her desk. You closed the glass door behind you and greeted her shortly, before going over to your own computer and starting it.

“Give me an update, Romanoff.”

“The Lakers basketball player is here for the interview, for the Sports department.”

“Great. We should send Pietro to interview him, a photographer and a couple of writers to get the article ready.”

“Already did.”

“Genius. And please, tell Pietro to do the interview objectively. Last time, he almost blew up the whole thing by arguing about what team was better.”

She chuckled lowly, “I’ll make sure to tell him.”

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one more thing…

I think I had very high expectations for the new Anne with An E series.

And I know there are people who loved it.

But you guys have to understand that not everyone has to like it.

I was so excited to watch it.

But I found it to be more of a Charles Dickens version of Anne of Green Gables.

And people are saying that it’s supposed to be dark and that Anne suffered from PTSD and that she comes from an abusive traumatized childhood.

Look I get it. If that is what they were going for, that’s been achieved 100%. If they were trying to portray Anne as a victim then sure they really did succeed.

I saw a cold, lonely, bitter neglected child who was so fragile that I had no trouble wanting to embrace her and empathize with her and I wanted to protect her. The message was pretty loud and clear. The effect was accomplished.

But it’s not my beloved Anne.

Will I go back to watch it over and over? Probably not. It was a one time thing for me. And I don’t want to go back.

Will I watch and rewatch a thousand times over the 1985 Anne of Green Gables: YES. A THOUSAND TIMES YES. Without a doubt. I never ever get tired of watching it. I never get tired of the classic book written by Lucy Maud Montgomery. If I ever plan on getting married and having children (I said if, because I am not really a big fan of getting married and having kids) but IF I do, this is the Anne of Green gables version(1985) I would like to share with them and pass on down to them. Then they can watch this one and be their own judge which they like best and prefer. I can already tell you at present, my nieces and nephews (and I have a ton of them) prefer the 1985 version and not the new one. And kids are honest. And they preferred the older version over this one. What do you say to that? Kids are the best critics of this kind of stuff.

it makes me really uncomfortable how tumblr is like Don’t Out People and then wildly and publicly speculates on the orientation of celebrities who show any level of affection to people of the same gender in public. 

Especially when they criticize magazines for calling two people friends when they aren’t publicly together and the celeb hasn’t come out. 

The “Gal Pals” thing is about out queer women being erased, not about not outing people who may not even be queer. 

Blackberry Turnovers
When Ruth Reichl was 22–long before she became famous as a restaurant critic, magazine editor, and author–she taught cooking at a glassblowing workshop in the forests north of Seattle. The final week she was there, the wild blackberries ripened all at once, “soft, rich, and juicy,” Reichl says. She picked until her pail overflowed. Then she baked into the night. In the morning, these flaky turnovers were her parting gift to the glassblowers.

Makes about 18 (serving size: 1 turnover)


1 ½ sticks cold sweet butter, diced
½ pound cold cream cheese, diced
2 cups flour
1 teaspoon salt
12 ounces fresh blackberries (about 2 ¼ cups)
Zest of ½ large lemon
½ cup plus 1 tbsp. sugar, plus more for sprinkling
Pinch of salt
3 ½ tablespoons flour
1 to 2 tbsp. milk


1. Put all pastry ingredients into a food processor and pulse until a dough starts to come together. Turn out onto a work surface, divide in half, and press each half into a disk. Wrap disks in waxed paper and chill for an hour (or up to a few days).

2. Preheat oven to 375°. Line two baking sheets with parchment paper. If you’ve chilled the pastry for more than an hour, let it sit at room temperature 15 minutes.

3. Meanwhile, mix blackberries with lemon zest, sugar, salt, and flour. (If your berries are big, cut them in half so they’ll be easier to wrap up in the pastry.) Don’t let them sit for more than ½ hour or they’ll get weepy.

4. Roll each disk out on a floured surface into a 15-in. circle. Cut out rounds (I like them to be 4 ½ in., which will make about 18 turnovers, but the size is up to you). The pastry is very forgiving–you can reroll the scraps and it will still bake beautifully.

5. Transfer rounds to baking sheets. For each, put about 1 ½ tbsp. blackberry filling on one half, fold naked half of pastry over, and crimp edges with a fork. Prick a few small holes on top for the steam to escape, brush with milk, and sprinkle with sugar.

6. Bake turnovers until they have turned a beautiful golden brown, 20 to 30 minutes. Cool on a rack.

Nutritional Information

Calories 208
Caloriesfromfat 52 %
Protein 2.7 g
Fat 12 g
Satfat 7.4 g
Carbohydrate 23 g
Fiber 1.3 g
Sodium 194 mg
Cholesterol 34 mg

June 2017

anonymous asked:

audreys involvement in ww2, short summary or link if you've already answered this question? girl imma need it for some project due Tuesday or something I ain't go no time to do things trying to support myself, giving myself a break now but I'll need a helping hand

1939. Preceding the outbreak of WWII, Ella (Audrey’s mother) wrongly considers neutral Holland safer than the risk of staying in England, and moves Audrey back to live with the family in Arnhem. Audrey is forced to quickly learn Dutch, her being fluent only in English at this time. Years later, when asked if she felt more Dutch or English, she said she leaned towards English because I was more English than Dutch when I went to Holland. 

1940. In May, German troops and artillery march through Arnhem. Dutch resources are exploited fully by Germany and, in time, virtually all of the van Heemstra family’s property will be confiscated: property, homes, bank accounts, securities, jewelry. Due to her British citizenship, and fear of internment, Ella warns Audrey not to speak English in public: My mother was worried about [my] speaking English in the streets with Germans all around. At this time, in England, Joseph Ruston is among hundreds of fascist or pro-Nazi activists imprisoned without trial - this unknown to his wife and daughter. 

1941. Audrey begins her first serious ballet training under Winja Marova at the Arnhem School of Music. She will study there through to mid 1944, becoming the teacher’s star pupil in the process. Food rationing becomes increasingly severe. By spring it is hard to get the single weekly rationed egg, let alone meat; by summer there is no tea of coffee. During winter the fuel shortage means that only one room per home is allowed to be heated. 

1942. Audrey’s Uncle and four others are executed by the Nazis purely for publicity and retribution for a Dutch underground attempt to blow up a train. Audrey witnesses other such reprisals in Arnhem: We saw young men put against the wall and shot, and they’d close the street and then open it and you could pass by again…Don’t discount anything awful you hear or read about the Nazis. It’s worse than you could ever imagine. Alexander (Audrey’s half brother) goes underground to avoid being rounded up to work in forced labor for the Germans. Ian (Audrey’s half brother) is caught and is sent to work fourteen hours a day in a munitions factory in Berlin or for all his family knows to his death. Ella and Audrey, now on their own, are taken in by her grandfather, Baron van Heemstra, and Ella’s widowed sister, in nearby Velp. 

1943. Despite the occupation Audrey draws herself more deeply into music and dance, finding an outlet for her talents in a series of blackout performances, held in secret with locked windows and drawn blinds. They also serve as a fundraising activity for the Resistance. During the war Audrey also acts as a courier and occasional secret messenger for the Resistance, as children often did, carrying messages and illegal leaflets stuffed in socks and shoes. 

1944. Sufficiently advanced in her dancing, Audrey helps instruct the youngest students in the School. She also earns her family money by giving under-the-table private lessons. Eventually, however, food becomes so scarce that it weakens Audrey enough so that she must stop dancing temporarily. The Battle of Arnhem begins on September 17. After several days fighting the victorious Germans order all citizens to leave within twenty-four hours or risk being shot on sight. Ella and her daughter watch the exodus from the relative safety of the Baron’s villa: It was human misery at its starkest; masses of refugees on the move, hundreds collapsing of hunger… We took in forty, but there was literally nothing to eat.

Winter, 1944 - 1945. The fifteen year old Hepburn starts dancing again, giving classes in one of the rooms of the house. But soon, the Germans order everybody out. It was unspeakably hard to turn [them] into the cold night. Even my brother, who was hiding there, had to leave. Audrey appears with other students at Arnhem’s municipal theater in a recital that wins attention from a magazine critic, who writes: “She seems obsessed by a real dance rage, and already has a respectable technical proficiency.“ 

1945. March, and Audrey barely escapes as German soldiers round up young women to staff their military kitchens. Her hiding place is back at home where she stays indoors for the next month. Holland is liberated on Audrey’s sixteenth birthday, May 4. Audrey would later recall the earlier liberation of Arnhem by Canadian troops: We whooped and hollered and danced for joy. I wanted to kiss every one of them. The incredible relief of being free "it’s something that’s very hard to verbalize. Freedom is more like something in the air. For me, it was hearing soldiers speaking English instead of German, and smelling real tobacco smoke again from their cigarettes. Audrey is now five foot six and weighs ninety pounds, suffering from asthma, jaundice and other diseases due to malnutrition, including anemia and severe edema. Also, her metabolism is permanently affected, leading in future to difficulty gaining weight, as well as erroneous rumours of eating disorders for years to come. Alexander emerges from underground hiding, followed soon by the arrival of Ian who has walked most of the way from Berlin. Audrey would say: We lost everything, of course… our houses, our possessions, our money. But we didn’t give a hoot. We got through our lives, which was all that mattered. Ella reapplies herself to Audrey’s career, and decides to relocate them both to Amsterdam. Audrey starts studying there with Sonia Gaskell, the leading name in Dutch ballet. Audrey can’t pay for the lessons, but Gaskell thinks she deserves a chance, and she becomes a very serious pupil. Sonia taught me that if you work really hard, you’d succeed, and that everything had to come from the inside.