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Baby It's Cold Outside
Oct. 23rd, 2005 10:26 amIt's 42 days until I leave for Vegas, and I can honestly say that I have never needed a holiday so much. I have clearly pushed myself too hard this year. Next year I vow to play less (online), write less, save less, and have more time off, away from this desk.
I watched The Spy Who Came In From The Cold for the first time yesterday. It's probably one of Richard Burton's finest performances, although for me it was Cyril Cusack as Control who stole the show. Never has so much menace been conveyed by such a softly-toned man (until, perhaps, Guinness purloined the style for his interpretation of Smiley).
Some interesting trivia. The girl in the burlesque club, doing a strip, would later become Mrs Bob Guccioni of Penthouse fame. And if you watch carefully as Burton gets out of the cab in Fleet Street to buy some cigarettes from the cigarette machine (remember those! Ahh, halcyon days) you see a tall, bulky, dark-haired man walking along the street, taking a quick glance at Burton. An innocent passer-by? Wondering why Burton is buying cigarettes in Fleet Street? Ah, but no. This was almost certainly David Cornwell, better known as John Le Carré, the writer of the book.
Another new TV series is Numb3rs. Well, if we forgive the moronic Se7en rip-off in the title, this cop show isn't half bad, if the opening episode is anything to go by. Rob Morrow, slightly portlier than from his days in Northern Exposure plays the cop, and his brother plays a maths whiz, who uses maths to help solve crimes.
Well, cop shows in the US these days head down narrower and narrower niches (Without A Trace strikes me as the oddest, since (a) cops never care about missing persons and (b) missing persons, if they haven't deliberately disappeared themselves, are frequently dead), but a cop show based on maths is bound to be fun for poker players.
It also has Judd Hirsch as Morrow's dad. The cognoscenti will immediately recognize the name as an actor from Taxi. When you think on it, that show had a hell of a cast. Christopher Lloyd, Andy Kaufmann, Danny de Vito and Judd Hirsch. No messin'.
I suppose that I could post a couple of limit hands here, having just thudded away for three hours on Empire and Stars, bonus-working-off. Stars has definitely got softer in the past couple of weeks. Empire was fairly rocky (although Saturday night, even late Saturday night, in the US is rarely fertile ground).
After a good little run over the past week, the wheels came off slightly, mainly due to me not being able to hit a thing and the turns and rivers being less than kind.
Perhaps later. For the moment, I have to try to map a drive to my office computer. I'm not looking forward to it. I need a holiday.
Which was where we came in.
I watched The Spy Who Came In From The Cold for the first time yesterday. It's probably one of Richard Burton's finest performances, although for me it was Cyril Cusack as Control who stole the show. Never has so much menace been conveyed by such a softly-toned man (until, perhaps, Guinness purloined the style for his interpretation of Smiley).
Some interesting trivia. The girl in the burlesque club, doing a strip, would later become Mrs Bob Guccioni of Penthouse fame. And if you watch carefully as Burton gets out of the cab in Fleet Street to buy some cigarettes from the cigarette machine (remember those! Ahh, halcyon days) you see a tall, bulky, dark-haired man walking along the street, taking a quick glance at Burton. An innocent passer-by? Wondering why Burton is buying cigarettes in Fleet Street? Ah, but no. This was almost certainly David Cornwell, better known as John Le Carré, the writer of the book.
Another new TV series is Numb3rs. Well, if we forgive the moronic Se7en rip-off in the title, this cop show isn't half bad, if the opening episode is anything to go by. Rob Morrow, slightly portlier than from his days in Northern Exposure plays the cop, and his brother plays a maths whiz, who uses maths to help solve crimes.
Well, cop shows in the US these days head down narrower and narrower niches (Without A Trace strikes me as the oddest, since (a) cops never care about missing persons and (b) missing persons, if they haven't deliberately disappeared themselves, are frequently dead), but a cop show based on maths is bound to be fun for poker players.
It also has Judd Hirsch as Morrow's dad. The cognoscenti will immediately recognize the name as an actor from Taxi. When you think on it, that show had a hell of a cast. Christopher Lloyd, Andy Kaufmann, Danny de Vito and Judd Hirsch. No messin'.
I suppose that I could post a couple of limit hands here, having just thudded away for three hours on Empire and Stars, bonus-working-off. Stars has definitely got softer in the past couple of weeks. Empire was fairly rocky (although Saturday night, even late Saturday night, in the US is rarely fertile ground).
After a good little run over the past week, the wheels came off slightly, mainly due to me not being able to hit a thing and the turns and rivers being less than kind.
Perhaps later. For the moment, I have to try to map a drive to my office computer. I'm not looking forward to it. I need a holiday.
Which was where we came in.
