"My house ... is filled with this crap
Shows up in bubble wrap
Most every day
What I bought on eBay"

- Ebay Song by Weird Al Yankovic

Ebay is my vice of choice, or at least it was until I realised that each month's paycheck was rapidly being reduced to a pittance after my compulsive deductions. The same applies to all online shopping but in the past ebay in particular has helped to fuel my apsergers-like obsessions. For your perusal here I present.

The Top 5 Useless Thing I Bought On Ebay

5) Ticket From the Premier of 'Take Her, She's Mine'

Not a particularly good film by most accounts, in fact I haven't even seen it. But this ticket was in the same room as James Stewart at one point and isn't torn! It must be one of very few in this world and I'd wager the only one in England.

Cost: Records lost to the sands of Ebay but around £8 inc p+p

4) Winnie the Pooh Talking Record Set With Book

James Stewart + Winnie the Pooh = Classy

Please believe me when I say this is cool and is one of the many James Stewart records I have snapped from the clutches of capitalist ebay hoarders. This has been in my possession for three months. I have yet to listen to it.

Note: As this is a re-post and some time as past I can now say that I have listened to this record and yes it is cool.

Cost: About £24 including p+p

3) Roger Rabbit in 3-D, Issue One

I had wanted some 3D specs for a while as I had downloaded some videos of Disneyland that required the glasses to view correctly (Hole, Deeper, Digging) so this made sense to me. If I'm going to pay for some specs I may as well get a cool comic to go along with them.

When they arrived they barely fit my head. Honestly! You would think they were made for children or something!

Cost: £1.04 + £1.60 p+p

2) Aeroplane Monthly Magazine, OCTOBER 1979, Volume 7, No.10

This one may seem a very odd purchase but take a good look at the cover stories and you will notice that this is just another in my long list of James Stewart related purchases. There are only four pages that interest me but the photos are great. In fact this is contains the only photograph I know of showing James Stewart actually in flight. This justifies the expense, honestly.

Cost: £2 + £1 p+p

1) Vincent Price's Face!

Look at this, an object of true beauty. I am told the cast was taken for the movie Dead Heat, one of Price's later roles. It isn't original or anything, in fact it is one of many casts taken from the same mould but how could I resist? It's so cool. I could astound my family and friends with my amazing talking piece. As it turned out most people were freaked out by the cast and many thought I had stolen his death mask or something.

Edit: My Vincent Price Head was mentioned on radio some time after posting. He is still a celebrity from beyond the grave! I'll see if I can get the permission to post the clip at some point in the future.

So there you have it. Nothing to extravagant but it all adds up, trust me on that. I don't know why I need this stuff but I do, perhaps I have convinced myself one day it will become useful. Can you imagine the crap lying around my house by the time I hit forty? This vice is probably just going to get worse. Now if you'll excuse me I'm just going to…err…check my email…

The following short essay about Paul Rhymer's classic radio program "Vic and Sade," was written to promote a talk I gave titled "Writing Humorous Dialogue" at the Institute for Language, Technology, and Publications Design, University of Baltimore, on April 20, 1995. The program featured local actors reading from Vic and Sade scripts. Two other essays created to promote the talk will post on subsequent Mondays. If you want to know more about the work of Paul Rhymer, or listen to one of the taped shows, click on the "Paul Rhymer" and "Vic and Sade" links in the sidebar. For a show starter, I recommend "A Letter From Aunt Bess."

In humorous writing, the names of people, places and things take on an importance they seldom have in real life. The names in a funny novel, TV show, play, movie—whatever—often tells us something about the behavior and appearance of a person, or provide interesting clues about the place or thing being depicted. The name "H. K. Fleeber," for instance, suggests someone given to "dorky" behavior, certainly not a character we would expect to be a brain surgeon. In funny fiction the character of a place may also be defined by its name. If one were to visit a town called "Dismal Seepage, Ohio," say, one would not be surprised to find oneself in a geographical location featuring a swamp. The same idea applies with named things. A food item called "beef punkles" is a good example. We all know what beef is, but what is a "punkle?" To me, the latter word suggests toughness, a cut of meat that requires forever to cook in the vain hope of rendering it tender enough to eat. (And the word "punkle" alone is—well, it just sounds funny.)

The above examples are from "Vic and Sade," the radio show by Paul Rhymer that ran on NBC from 1932 to 1944. During that time Mr. Rhymer wrote over three thousand 15 minute scripts, but only a few hundred of the shows still exist on tape. "Vic and Sade" is a simple program. The short humorous episodes, which were sandwiched between the popular "soap operas" of the day, consist entirely of conversations between and among the four family members: Vic and Sade Gook, their son Rush, and Sade's Uncle Fletcher. All the other characters—and there are hundreds—are vivid despite the fact they are never heard on the air. Rhymer manages to breath life into them through the artful way he has the on-mike characters talk about them, or talk to them on the telephone. The strange names and behaviors he gives them also help to make them memorable.

Some critics have pointed to a resemblance between Charles Dickens' character names and Paul Rhymer's. Rhymer admitted to being influenced by Dickens, and that influence can certainly be found in the names of his off-mike characters. A few more examples: "Mr. Chinbunny," the high school principal; "Ike Kneesuffer," Vic's next door neighbor and indoor horseshoe-playing buddy; "Ruthie and Ted Stembottom," Vic and Sade's card playing neighbors; and other relatives and friends such as "O. X. Bellyman;" "Y. Y. Flirch;" "J. J. J. J. Stunbolt;" "Elton Wheeney;" "I. Edison Box" (love the rhythm of that one); "Miss Edith Klem;" and "Gus Blink."

Place names come in for the same creative treatment. (How could you ever forget the name of that swamp town in Ohio? You haven't, have you?) Vic's friend "Homer U. McDancy" resides in "East Brain, Oregon." The Gook's favorite restaurant in town is called the "Little Tiny Petite Pheasant Feather Tea Shoppe." Sade never misses the wash rag sales at "Yamiltons Five and Dime." Vic is endlessly being billed for his two dollar payment overdue at "Kleeberger's Department Store." Several of Uncle Fletcher's friends live downtown at the "Bright Kentucky Hotel," which is so close to the railroad tracks that vibrations from passing steam engines cause the beds to "walk" across the floor, and hot cinders fly in the windows.

Paul Rhymer also likes to do switches on place names. He sets an anecdote in "Chicago, Maryland," for instance, or "St. Paul, Kentucky." The device may at first seem forced—that is, until one looks at an actual map. There one finds real place names like "Hollywood, Florida," "Paris, Texas" and "Rome, Georgia." And did you know that the name of actor James Stewart's hometown, near Pittsburgh, is actually "Indiana, Pennsylvania?" Rhymer's humor is based firmly in reality and his place-naming technique points up the fact. The names may be exaggerated, a bit off center, but they're plausible. They have a familiar sound that adds to the fun.

In addition to his playfulness with the names of people and places, Paul Rhymer enjoyed inventing strange foods, flowers and other items, and gave them names that on first hearing sound as though they might be real but at the same time are—once more—just slightly off. In her garden Sade cultivates a species of flower called "Panther Blood." It's never described in the scripts, but I always visualize it as being a deep reddish-purple, the color of over ripe eggplant. And when Sade prepares those tough, slow-cooking beef punkles for lunch, Vic is often late getting back to his office at the "Consolidated Kitchenware Company, Plant Number Fourteen," where he is chief accountant. (His secretary, by the way, is named "Miss Olive Hammersweet.") For a beef punkles side dish, Sade occasionally serves "scalded rutabaga" with a slice of "limberschwartz" cheese melted on top

One last Paul Rhymer food item that I can't resist. Seems a friend of Uncle Fletcher's invented "Stingeberry Jam" and a mysterious breakfast cereal called "Brick Mush," and has persuaded Fletcher to enlist his niece, Sade, into selling the products to her neighbors, much like a milk or bread route. Sade likes Brick Mush but she refuses the Stingeberry Jam franchise because, she says, "It smells bad and churns and writhes and crawls and breathes in the jar."

The second Rhymer essay, Baseball, will post next Monday.

El hecho de vivir en un piso 14, con amplias vistas te da para mucho. El tiempo pasa, las nubes se quedan, los vencejos de mi alero comen mosquitos y se observa la vida.

Un día ves una inquietante señal en la hierba (también conocida por su nombre técnico de agrograma ) del Monte Banderas, muy al estilo M. Night Shyamalan, y esperas que sea un montaje artístico porque, de lo contrario, será que un "Incidente" esta a punto de abatirse sobre nuestra perezosa Villa.

Al día siguiente y mirando el que se presume será el nuevo ensanche de lujo observas a Aitor Mazo rodando su opera prima en los vetustos pabellones abandonados de Zorrozaurre. Es un alivio descubrir que aquello que parece un campamento rumano expulsado de los extrarradios de Roma por Berlusconi, son sólo cineastas buscando sitios que parezcan anclados en los años 50 del pasado siglo.

Y así, sin mover ni dos grados la visión, en mi querido bosque urbano nacido del derrumbe de una factoría observas como, no contentos con ponernos a los sufridos habitantes de Zorroza, una y dos incineradoras de basura,  (Zabalzikina I y II a.k.a. como ZabalGarbi) también nos regalan  con las vistas de  un nuevo vertedero incontrolado en la vecina península de Zorrozaurre.

Los periodistas llevamos un cotilla dentro y vemos noticias hasta desde la ventana.

Ginger Rogers is my favorite actress. She's mostly remembered today for being Fred Astaire's dance partner throughout the 1930s. But Rogers had an acting talent that went beyond that. She was a fantastic and graceful dancer, but she should be remembered as so much more. Her range was unbelievable. She could make a fantastic screwball comedy, and then turn around and make a melodrama, giving great performances in both. Rogers stopped dancing with Astaire in 1939 with The Story of Vernon and Irene Castle (they'd re-team just once more, ten years later, for The Barkleys of Broadway) to focus on a career in non-musical films. Almost immediately her talent was recognized and she won an Academy Award for her performance in the 1940 film Kitty Foyle. Unfortunately, though, so many of her sans-Fred films aren't remembered today. Here are some of the best.

Primrose Path (Gregory La Cava, 1940)

The same year she gave her award winning performance in Kitty Foyle, she gave an even better performance in Primrose Path, as the daughter of a prostitute who tries to escape her life by marrying Joel McCrea. This is one of the most beautiful love stories put out by the studio system. It's about the importance of honesty in a marriage. It's surprising that this film got past the Production Code, not just because it featured characters who were clearly prostitutes, but because these characters were sympathetic. Marjorie Rambeau (who received an Oscar nomination for the role) played Rogers' mother and a basically good woman simply doing what she was taught in order to support her family. Her relationship with Rogers is gentle. She only wants the best for her children. Primrose Path is a really brave film for the time it was made, and it's just one of the best romance films I've ever seen.

Rafter Romance (William A. Seiter, 1933)

Rafter Romance is actually a pre-Fred film. It's a simple but incredible sweet and pretty funny romance. Rogers and Norman Foster play two people who share an apartment - he lives there during the day, she lives there at night. They never meet, but they still can't stand each other. Of course, they meet outside of the apartment, not realizing the other is the person they believe they can't stand, and they fall in love. This is definitely one of the most original romantic comedies of the early 1930s. Rogers is completely charming, and Norman Foster is a good match for her. They're both just so endlessly cute.

Romance In Manhattan (Stephen Roberts, 1935)

It's amazing that such a simple romantic dramady can be so moving. Francis Lederer plays an immigrant who is in the country illegally. He's taken in by Rogers and her kid brother. It's really as simple as that. The three just try to make a living and stay afloat while Lederer and Rogers fall in love. But it's such a sincere and genuine romance. It's made with so much heart from all involved. And it has one of the funniest finales ever.

Star of Midnight (Stephen Roberts, 1935)

Star of Midnight is my favorite Thin Man knockoff. It's central mystery is really very interesting, and it has a certain "strange" feeling that I think sets it apart from other screwball mysteries. Powell stars in this (and he's great, as always) with Rogers as his much younger and very eager love interest. She goes after everything with determination and vigor, whether it's trying to solve the case or trying to get Powell to marry her. I really wish these two had made more movies together. They were a perfect fit.

Vivacious Lady (George Stevens, 1938)

Vivacious Lady is a sweet romantic comedy made great by the brilliant pairing of Ginger Rogers and James Stewart. They both had an "everyman" feel to them, which made them an incredibly relatable couple. You want so badly for them to be happy together because they're so normal and remind you of yourself. I also like that it's not really a movie about two people falling in love. They get married early on in the film. The movie is about them trying to break the news to his family, and staying together while they do it. It's just an adorable movie.

Bachelor Mother (Garson Kanin, 1939)

This is one of Rogers' very best performances. She plays a woman who has to raise an orphaned baby she finds on her own because nobody believes it's not hers. In the meantime, she begins to fall in love with David Niven, her boss's son who takes an interest in caring for the baby as well. This movie is so great because, in addition to the great romance between Rogers and Niven, it's wonderful to watch Rogers' love for the baby, that's not even hers, grow. It's one of the most interesting and beautiful relationships in film.

5th Avenue Girl (Gregory La Cava, 1939)

5th Avenue Girl is such a good movie because it has so much going for it. First would be the relationship between Rogers and Walter Connolly. Connolly plays a wealthy man who is ignored by his family, she when he meets Rogers on a park bench he takes her in and the two pretend they're having an affair in the hopes that the family will finally pay attention to what he's doing. Rogers and Connolly bond and form a really nice father/daughter relationship that's the heart of the movie. But the movie has three love stories going on. Throughout the film, Connolly and his wife eventually find their way back to each other. Connolly's daughter is in love with the chauffer, who seems to be something of a communist. The best love story, though, you don't realize is there until about halfway through the movie. Rogers and Connolly's son, Tim Holt, fall in love. It's a strangely done romance, I'm not even sure I can really describe it, but it's a really strong film all together.

Tom, Dick, and Harry (Garson Kanin, 1941)

Rogers played a character in Tom, Dick, and Harry who was a little... simpler than most of her other characters. She dreams of romance and love, but can't choose between three different guys: the regular guy who's working his way up to management at a local store, the millionaire, and the poor guy. The best part about this movie is that each of the guys has their pros and their cons, and you really have no idea who she'll choose in the end. She gives a really adorable performance, and this movie is just cute.

Tales of Manhattan (Julian Duvivier, 1942)

In this series of loosely connected vignettes, Ginger Rogers has one of the best stories. It's a little, short, self contained story about Rogers finding out her fiancee is a cad and realizing his pal, Henry Fonda, is perfect for her. It's short, sweet, and funny. And Rogers and Fonda are SO good together. Watching this, it's hard to believe they never made any other films together. They were such a good pairing.

I'll Be Seeing You (William Dieterle, 1944)

This movie is SO amazing. While there were a lot of movies being made to show how awesome soldiers were and to spread patriotic propaganda during the war, I'll Be Seeing You was one of the first films to really take a look at the negative effects the war was having on the soldiers. This movie gives us two incredibly flawed, complicated, and damaged characters and allows them to fall in love. It's just such a beautiful movie. You really didn't see movies and characters like this too much in classic film.

By Katie Richardson

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Alaska is overrun by gun-slinging thugs! Plus, they have a leader! NOTE: If you haven't seen this before, you'll never guess his giggle-inducing name!** But he's one sly dude -- all dressed in black with a classy black top hat -- making himself the official judge, jury and executioner for the fine people of Alaska ... those poor bearded prospectors panning for gold!

Only one man can save them: A loner played by Jimmy Stewart … better known as the guy who plays in the Happy Holidays classic It's a Wonderful Life in which he rang a bell and helped an angel get its wings. In this movie, The Far Country, a tiny bell is equally important for Jimmy Stewart. Plus, he's the quickest gunfighter Alaska ever saw!

But the last thing he wants to do is pick a fight. Like most loners, he just wants to drive cattle across country and be left alone … even though the ladies can't keep their hands off him!

Eventually, though, he'll have to fight. He'll fight for the ladies. And for the bearded prospectors. And for anyone out there looking for a good old-fashioned action movie to pass the time.

THE END

Or is it?

**Ganon! The main villain of this old-fashioned Jimmy Stewart movie is Ganon! As in Ganon of the hit Nintendo series The Legend of Zelda!!! Well, actually, it's Mister Gannon, with a double "n" … but close enough. The villain even has pointy elfish ears!

And whenever Jimmy Stewart or the other characters say his name, I giggle with Zelda flashbacks.

And I think, This has got to be one of Link's lost dreams!

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For my other review concerning Ganon, please visit:

Zelda Movie–Ganon revealed!

]]> http://entertainmentgeekly.wordpress.com/?p=7 Sun, 15 Jun 2008 05:27:16 +0000 Dan http://entertainmentgeekly.wordpress.com/?p=7 A month back, Cartoon Brew mentioned what it thought was the worst Final Jeopardy! answer ever.

However, the June 11th version may have topped even that.

CATEGORY: MOVIE STARS

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A fairly easy and not so geeky clue - and we'll even give contestant number one a break because Orson Welles was considered a director first, and maybe an actor second.

However, the returning champ answering Jimmy Stewart is astoundingly bad. Not only does he have a long list of film credits, he made four movies with Alfred Hitchcock!

Setelah berhasil download, saya blogwalking dan mampir ke suatu blog yang bercerita tentang sejarah lagu yang dijadikan jingle tersebut. Saya kemudian googling lagi untuk dapet info yang lebih lengkap. Ternyata, lagu ini sudah tua, yaitu ‘lahir’ dari ‘pasangan’ Jay Livingston dan Ray Evans pada tahun 1956. Judul aslinya “Que Sera, Sera.” Lagu ini menjadi soundtrack film Alfred Hitchcock pada 1956, “The Man Who Knew Too Much”, dengan Doris Day dan James Stewart sebagai penyanyinya. Pada tahun yang sama, lagu ini mendapat penghargaan “Academy Award for Best Original Song”. ¹

Ray Evans tutup usia pada 18 Februari 2007 (pas ulang tahune asa riska gemilang) dalam usia 92 tahun akibat serangan jantung. Sedangkan pasangannya, Livingston meninggal pada 2001.²

Untuk liriknya, akan saya tulis dan saya bahas tersendiri di lain waktu. Coz, menurut saya, liriknya dalem banget.

Buat teman-teman yang pengen dowload klick di sini.

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Referensi:

1. http://id.wikipedia.org/wiki/Que_Sera%2C_Sera

2. http://www.antara.co.id/arc/2007/2/18/penggubah-que-sera-sera-dan-mona-lisa-wafat/

Era el más duro, el más valiente, el más americano. Su estilo de andar era inconfundible. Su pose marcó una época. Su voz era inconfundible. Hoy, 11 de junio, hace exactamente 19 años que John Wayne nos dejó, donando para siempre un legado irrepetible de 170 películas. Por si fuera poco, en la red tenemos un blog que, seguro, interesará a muchos de sus fans. Se trata de Recuncho Wayne, y es obra de Zitor, uno de los incansables foreros de Forajidos de Leyenda, web española por excelencia sobre el género western. Recuncho Wayne llama la atención, además de por su constante actualización y por la detallada narración de curiosidades sobre el Duke, por las imágenes de coleccionista de sus películas. Un gustazo para cualquier cinéfilo.

Y ya que hablo de Wayne, voy a recomendar cinco películas suyas en las que considero que está sublime. Todas son western porque es el género en el que más me gustaba verle.

1. Río Bravo (1959), de Howard Hawks. Qué seria del borracho Dean Martin y del anciano Walter Brennan si el duro e implacable sheriff Wayne no estuviera.

2. Valor de ley (True Grit, 1969). El cascarrabias Rooster Coghburn supuso el único oscar al mejor actor para Wayne, ya en las postrimerías de su carrera. ¡Y encima cargando con una niña toda la película!

3. El último pistolero (The Shootist, 1976). Qué queréis que os diga, me gusta el wayne anciano. No es su mejor película, pero si su despedida. Cuando el western ya se manejaba en la violencia de spaghetti, Wayne volvió al heroismo de antaño para dejar su testamento cinematográfico. Hay que verla con un pañuelo.

4. Centauros del desierto (The Searchers, 1956), de John Ford. El papelón por excelencia de Wayne. Un ex militar sudista que acumula odio y racismo mientras busca de su sobrina, raptada por los indios. Un clásico.

5. El hombre que mató a Liberty Valance (The Man Who Shot Liberty Valance, 1962). Otro clásico de Ford. Nadie mejor que Wayne hubiera dado répilica al esforzado y sufridor James Stewart.

The grandmother of all feel-good flicks, It's A Wonderful Life (1946) , may seem very mellow and even stereotype when viewed today, but Frank Capra's financial bomb gives the viewer full satisfaction at the end of the movie, every time. George Bailey's (James Stewart) "Oh, Shucks" and "Gee, Whiz" make him a very lovable character that is a rarity in this generation.

The scene I am writing here is the final one in the film. George Bailey has committed suicide after he has gone bankrupt. His guardian angel resurrects him and shows him how the world would have been if he weren't there. George is convinced that his life was better and wishes to live again. After he comes back to life carrying all the positives, he returns home to find that all his friends and relatives have put in small amounts of money to save him from his present situation. Yes, it is good wishes everywhere. George is saved.

Though this scene is sugarcoated to the maximum possible extent and perhaps too good to be true, it portrayed something that Hollywood would be repeating for decades to come - The indomitable nature of the human spirit. Aped in every forms possible, this scene reminds you that it's a wonderful life indeed!

Two of my favorite actors' birthdays were last week: Robert Montgomery and  James "Jimmy" Stewart:

May 20th  - James Stewart.

May 21st - Robert Montgomery.

Featured clips I found on YouTube:             

Photo by Chris Tedesco

( I = 67%) ( S = 1%) ( F = 12%) ( J = 78%)

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ISFJs are characterized above all by their desire to serve others, their "need to be needed." In extreme cases, this need is so strong that standard give-and-take relationships are deeply unsatisfying to them; however, most ISFJs find more than enough with which to occupy themselves within the framework of a normal life. (Since ISFJs, like all SJs, are very much bound by the prevailing social conventions, their form of "service" is likely to exclude any elements of moral or political controversy; they specialize in the local, the personal, and the practical.)

ISFJs are often unappreciated, at work, home, and play. Ironically, because they prove over and over that they can be relied on for their loyalty and unstinting, high-quality work, those around them often take them for granted--even take advantage of them. Admittedly, the problem is sometimes aggravated by the ISFJs themselves; for instance, they are notoriously bad at delegating ("If you want it done right, do it yourself"). And although they're hurt by being treated like doormats, they are often unwilling to toot their own horns about their accomplishments because they feel that although they deserve more credit than they're getting, it's somehow wrong to want any sort of reward for doing work (which is supposed to be a virtue in itself). (And as low-profile Is, their actions don't call attention to themselves as with charismatic Es.) Because of all of this, ISFJs are often overworked, and as a result may suffer from psychosomatic illnesses.

In the workplace, ISFJs are methodical and accurate workers, often with very good memories and unexpected analytic abilities; they are also good with people in small-group or one-on-one situations because of their patient and genuinely sympathetic approach to dealing with others. ISFJs make pleasant and reliable co-workers and exemplary employees, but tend to be harried and uncomfortable in supervisory roles. They are capable of forming strong loyalties, but these are personal rather than institutional loyalties; if someone they've bonded with in this way leaves the company, the ISFJ will leave with them, if given the option. Traditional careers for an ISFJ include: teaching, social work, most religious work, nursing, medicine (general practice only), clerical and and secretarial work of any kind, and some kinds of administrative careers.

While their work ethic is high on the ISFJ priority list, their families are the centers of their lives. ISFJs are extremely warm and demonstrative within the family circle--and often possessive of their loved ones, as well. When these include Es who want to socialize with the rest of the world, or self-contained ITs, the ISFJ must learn to adjust to these behaviors and not interpret them as rejection. Being SJs, they place a strong emphasis on conventional behavior (although, unlike STJs, they are usually as concerned with being "nice" as with strict propriety); if any of their nearest and dearest depart from the straight-and-narrow, it causes the ISFJ major embarrassment: the closer the relationship and the more public the act, the more intense the embarrassment (a fact which many of their teenage children take gleeful advantage of). Over time, however, ISFJs usually mellow, and learn to regard the culprits as harmless eccentrics :-). Needless to say, ISFJs take infinite trouble over meals, gifts, celebrations, etc., for their loved ones--although strong Js may tend to focus more on what the recipient should want rather than what they do want.

Like most Is, ISFJs have a few, close friends. They are extremely loyal to these, and are ready to provide emotional and practical support at a moment's notice. (However, like most Fs they hate confrontation; if you get into a fight, don't expect them to jump in after you. You can count on them, however, run and get the nearest authority figure.) Unlike with EPs, the older the friendship is, the more an ISFJ will value it. One ISFJ trait that is easily misunderstood by those who haven't known them long is that they are often unable to either hide or articulate any distress they may be feeling. For instance, an ISFJ child may be reproved for "sulking," the actual cause of which is a combination of physical illness plus misguided "good manners." An adult ISFJ may drive a (later ashamed) friend or SO into a fit of temper over the ISFJ's unexplained moodiness, only afterwards to explain about a death in the family they "didn't want to burden anyone with." Those close to ISFJs should learn to watch for the warning signs in these situations and take the initiative themselves to uncover the problem.

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Functional Analysis
by Joe Butt

Introverted Sensing

As for ISTJs, the dominant Si is oriented toward the world of forms, essences, generics. Again, "for both of the IS_J types, the sense of propriety comes from the clear definition of these internal forms. ... A 'proper' chair has four legs," etc. (Jung saw IS as something of an oxymoron: sensing, which is a perceiving function, focused inward and thus away from that which is perceived (the "object"). In this light, he described this sensing as something removed from reality, full of archetypes/mythical figures/hobgoblins; sensing of one's own set of forms.)

Extraverted Feeling

A kind of "regression toward the mean" provided by the Fe auxiliary function serves to socialize the expression of these forms. I suppose it's the auxiliary nature of this Feeling, coupled with the balancing effect of {detachment from the internal idiosyncratic view of free-floating data perceptions} that makes ISFJs tentative, conservative, and reticent to boldly state the rights and wrongs in the relational world. (Loosely translated, ISFJs like to keep their perceptions to themselves, and aren't sure enough that what they "see" as Introverted Sensors has any relevance to the outside world. Thus the perception, based on unworldly data, may not be true. The obedient Extraverted Feeling function must therefore refrain from strong statements expressing these opinions.)

Introverted Thinking

Introverted Thinking is turned inward and is largely invisible. It is only with great difficulty, if at all, that the ISFJ could willingly commit anyone to their doom. Perhaps this explains why ISFJs are loyal to the end; there is no sense of purely objective (i.e., impersonal) judgement of anyone but themselves (and that only by their own standards). Here is this type's achilles heel that makes many of them so vulnerable to the scoundrels and ne'er-do-wells who often use and abuse them.

Extraverted iNtuition

ISFJs are easily undone by Extraverted iNtuition, their inferior function. Believing in the fantastic, and disbelieving the technologically extant, are errors that my guide the gullible (or unfoundedly sceptical) ISFJ off a precipice of mis-conclusion. (One of our co-workers' mothers adamantly refused to believe that Dave Letterman's mom was actually at the olympics in Norway talking with the athletes and handing out hams! She suspected technological trickery.)

This childlike Ne is, however, the likely source (coupled with fun-loving Extraverted Feeling) of the practical joking, punning and (usually harmless) impishness of some ISFJs.

Famous ISFJs:

St. Teresa of Avila (Teresa de Jesus)
Louisa May Alcott
Alfred, Lord Tennyson
Queen Elizabeth II of England
Robert E. Lee
Queen Mary I ("Bloody Mary") of England

Fictional:
Bianca in Taming of the Shrew
David Copperfield
Hero in Much Ado About Nothing
Melanie in Gone With The Wind
Ophelia in Hamlet
Dr. John H. Watson, M.D. (Sherlock Holmes' faithful sidekick)

U.S. Presidents:

William Howard Taft

Johnny Carson, comedian
Robin Roberts (Good Morning America)
Kristi Yamaguchi, US Olympic figure skater
Ed Bradley, journalist

Also, another take on the ISFJ personality profile is listed Here. This one states the following:

Guardian™ Portrait of the Protector (ISFJ) Wanting to be of service to others, Protectors find great satisfaction in assisting the downtrodden, and can deal with disability and neediness in others better than any other type. They are not as outgoing and talkative as the Provider Guardians [ESFJs], and their shyness is often misjudged as stiffness, even coldness, when in truth Protectors are warm-hearted and sympathetic, giving happily of themselves to those in need.

Their reserve ought really to be seen as an expression of their sincerity and seriousness of purpose. The most diligent of all the types, Protectors are willing to work long, hard hours quietly doing all the thankless jobs that others manage to avoid. Protectors are quite happy working alone; in fact, in positions of authority they may try to do everything themselves rather than direct others to get the job done. Thoroughness and frugality are also virtues for them. When Protectors undertake a task, they will complete it if humanly possible. They also know better than any other type the value of a dollar, and they abhor the squandering or misuse of money. To save, to put something aside against an unpredictable future, to prepare for emergencies-these are actions near and dear to the Protector's heart. For all these reasons, Protectors are frequently overworked, just as they are frequently misunderstood and undervalued. Their contributions, and also their economies, are often taken for granted, and they rarely get the gratitude they deserve.

Mother Teresa, George H.W. Bush, Jimmy Steward, and Tsar Nicholas II are examples of Protector Guardian style.

We are lucky that Protectors make up as much as ten percent the population, because their primary interest is in the safety and security of those they care about - their family, their circle of friends, their students, their patients, their boss, their fellow-workers, or their employees. Protectors have an extraordinary sense of loyalty and responsibility in their makeup, and seem fulfilled in the degree they can shield others from the dirt and dangers of the world. Speculating and experimenting do not intrigue Protectors, who prefer to make do with time-honored and time-tested products and procedures rather than change to new. At work Protectors are seldom happy in situations where the rules are constantly changing, or where long-established ways of doing things are not respected. For their part, Protectors value tradition, both in the culture and in their family. Protectors believe deeply in the stability of social ranking conferred by birth, titles, offices, and credentials. And they cherish family history and enjoy caring for family property, from houses to heirlooms.

According to This Site, I am well suited for the following jobs:

Art/Technical

Translator, Computer Programming, Graphic Design, Industrial, Interior, Engineering

Customer Service

Accounting/Bookkeeping, Paralegal

Social Service

Religious Education, Counseling

Health Care

Health Care Administration, Medical/Dental Assistant, Nursing, Radiologic Technician

If you take the personality profile test, feel free to let me know what you scored. It is interesting to see how close the results actually are. Mine are pretty much on the nose, how about yours?

Also, if you would like, you can check out my husband's post regarding this topic, Here, and list your score in the comments. Once you do that, he will add you to the list he has compiled there on his site, along with your blog in the category you fall under.

47. It's A Wonderful Life (Frank Capra, 1946)

Somehow I managed to avoid this film until this past year. I think everybody has their one or two Christmas movies that they watch every year. I know "It's A Wonderful Life" is the staple one for many people, my brother used to watch "Scrooge" on Christmas Eve, there's also stuff like "Rudolph The Red-Nosed Reindeer", or "The Charlie Brown Christmas". I was always a fan of "Mickey's Christmas Carol", but I haven't seen it in years. But the one movie I have to watch it "The Christmas Story". Every year I watch it, I know it incredibly well, but I adore it. From Flick getting his tongue stuck to a pole, to the stupid leg lamp, to "I like Santa" kid, to Scott Farkus, to the Bumpus hounds, it's just filled with tremendous stuff.

So about this movie...I watched it while drinking alot of wine on Thanksgiving...Canadian Thanksgiving. There were some curse words, but curse words generally mean I enjoyed the movie.

What I liked about the movie was that George Bailey was the kind of everyman you can get behind, he's decent, charming, charismatic and most of all sympathetic. You identify with him wholly, and even when he is being taken advantage of you sympathize rather than think he's a moron. Sometimes that happens where the supposed hero is either a retard or a dick and it ruins everything, but in this film, there is the right amount of awareness on Jimmy Stewart's part that you get hooked.

I will admit that I got mad at this movie, I was swearing alot, first when Uncle Billy misplaces the money because he's a fucking old idiot. When George is all getting pissed at him, I totally thought a good old fashioned curbstomping was in order, but it doesn't happen. The rest of the cast even shames George, which is kind of disappointing, because Uncle Billy is the one who fucked up, and should suffer some punishment rather than getting absolved. Ignorance is not an excuse.

Then the fact that evil fucking Mr. Potter doesn't give back the money or get punished in anyway, that makes me mad too. There's not denying what a total douchebag Mr. Potter is, and then he doesn't get what's coming to him? Not cool man.

But other than that the movie is a lot of fun, and I look forward to watching it in the holiday context.

On filmaffinity.com I gave the film a 9/10 because it's fun, uplifting and eminantly rewatchable.

Today is a big day, the centenary of James Stewart - 100 years since his birth on 20 May 1908. In many ways he is a difficult star to define. Known for his 'everyman' persona he also proved to be an actor of unusual intensity. Witness the desperation found in Mr. Smith Goes to Washington (1939), It's a Wonderful Life (1946), The Naked Spur (1953) and Vertigo (1958). 

A particular favourite of mine, I hope to look more closely at James Stewart and his films in upcoming posts as way of celebration.

Seeing as we've all seen his Capra and Hitchcock films over and over again, I would suggest watching these five films to celebrate Jimmy:

The Shop Around the Corner (1940)
Winchester '73 (1950)
The Man From Laramie (1955)
Strategic Air Command (1955)
The FBI Story (1959)

Let me know what you think. Which five would you pick to celebrate the work of James Stewart?

Sin embargo, mientras acababa de cenar, he escuchado a Carlos del Amor en La 2 Noticias decir lo que luego vi que había escrito en el blog que ayer estrenaba el informativo, dentro de la recién renovada web de RTVE:

"Y si la vida fuese eterna, hoy hubiese cumplido 100 años James Stewart... Grande entre los grandes, caballero sin espada de un cine que ya no existe..."

Entonces, sentí la imperiosa necesidad de contarlo. Y por poco no llego a tiempo.

The Phildelphia Story is a romantic comedy starring Cary Grant, Katharine Hepburn and James Stewart. It tells the story of a bride-to-be who falls for two men.

The film was remade as the musical High Society, this time starring Bing Crosby, Grace Kelly and Frank Sinatra.

Both films are showing at the GFT from 1pm on Saturday, introduced by Allan Hunter, Glasgow Film Festival co-director.

Full details are over at the GFT website.

Sure, we've all seen the big James Stewart classics. It's a Wonderful Life, Vertigo, Rear Window, The Man Who Shot Liberty Valance, and so on. But Stewart also made a lot of really great movies that don't get a lot of love nowadays. So, with this place being all about obscure classics, here are some of my favorite James Stewart movies that deserve more love.

The Mortal Storm (Frank Borzage, 1940)

One of the best films from the master Frank Borzage. The Mortal Storm is a really fantastic movie about pre-war Germany and the rise of Nazism. Sure, Stewart, Robert Young, and Margaret Sullavan might be a little hard to believe as Germans, but they all put in very strong performances (especially Young, in a role that really breaks type) in this heartbreaking film. Definitely a brave movie for 1940.

Come Live With Me (George Cukor, 1941)

Come Live With Me is a really simple, subtle love story. That subtlety really makes the film a beautiful romance. Stewart had great chemistry with Hedy Lamarr. I'm not entirely sure what it is about this movie that I adore so much, but it just feels genuine. It feels very real.

Vivacious Lady (George Stevens, 1938)

Ginger Rogers and James Stewart were a fantastic pairing. I wish they had made more films together. The story is very cute, but Rogers and Stewart together make is a truly great romance.

Made For Each Other (John Cromwell, 1939)

Stewart and Carole Lombard had an excellent chemistry, and I wish they had the chance to make a comedy together before Lombard's death. Made for Each Other is a very strong romance about the struggles of marriage which comes across as very realistic and honest. One of the best films from the golden year of 1939.

Pick of the Week: Dexter: Season 1 - The complete first salvo from this terrific Showtime series in which the protagonist is a semi-moralistic serial killer. Michael C Hall steals the show as Dexter but the whole series has a nicely worked blackly comic tone and the shooting, in the glistening silver suns of Florida, sweats off the screen.

Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street - Slightly overrated but still pretty enjoyable musical gore-fest from Tim Burton.
The Deal - Still the finest thing Peter Morgan has done on film yet, this dramatisation of the working of the Blair/Brown government features excellent performances and overall, its ten times more interesting than the TV movie mediocrity of The Queen.
Bee Movie - Jerry Seinfeld's ill-fated return which I haven't seen yet, mostly due to complete indifference to what looks a truly dull movie.
Prison Break: Season 3 - I don't get the appeal of this but its popularity speaks volumes. You could never accuse it of getting ideas above its station though and as television popcorn, its all right.
My Kid Could Paint That - Reasonably good documentary about a four-year old modern art prodigy which asks interesting questions but isn't all that good in itself. Certainly a conversation starter though.

Region 1
Diary of the Dead - Pretty shocking excuse for filmmaking from George Romero but the man earned our time.
James Stewart: The Westerns Collection - Absolutely fantastic set of Stewart-starring western including his Anthony Mann trilogy of Destry Rides Again, Winchester '73 and Bend of the River. Peerless filmmaking.
Short Circuit - Steve Guttenberg before he became a creepy cult leader-like crazy. Also, a really heartwarming little picture.

While I've got about 150 pages left, the book is intriguing if only for the parallels to Senator Clinton's campaign. The media misconstrued her statements about Bosnia, the media has chosen Obama. Senator Clinton continues to avoid ownership of her faults and her flaws, and those of her husband. A frequent aside from now Senator Clinton during the 1992 Presidential campaign lamented the fact the FDR was in a wheelchair and no one knew but the media now reported on all of Bill Clinton's peccadilloes. Every misstep by every candidate, not just Senator and former President Clinton, is being shown under a bright spotlight.

The Clintons, however, never own their losses or faults. The media is to blame for focusing on Senator Clinton's imperfections. But, in the Clinton's eyes, Senator Clinton is beyond human, she is perfect. Criminy! Grow up.