This weekend has been strange.
Ben and I checked out the
Manlius Art Cinema yesterday. We saw the Coen brothers'
A Strange Man with a fellow library grad student Claire and her husband John. Claire was brave enough to ask the owners of the theater what musician was playing through the speakers; I was just hoping Ben would remember some lyrics to Google (or Bing, if you prefer) later. This tiny theater is sad and sweet, which makes me miss Ragtag and its slight elitism, yet introduced me to to
Al Stewart.
Stewart's "The Year of the Cat" was a song I think I've heard before. And he name-drops Bogie and Peter Lorrie in the first few lines. He has a beautiful voice that I just figured out reminds me of the Pet Shop Boys, though the style of music is totally something I could see that influenced the Clientele.
Today, on Halloween, I went to Fright Fest at the Syracuse Fairgrounds. Thankfully, the iSchool's Grad Organization paid/a portion of my tuition fee helped pay for my ticket. I went on a Haunted Hayride and into three of the five scary haunted houses. The last haunted house, Frankenstein's Mansion, had little to do with Frankenstein and more to do with taxidermy. There were way too many stuffed animal heads mounted on the wall. A fellow libgradstu, Jessie, and I traipsed through this tiny maze made out of stacks of hay, before ending the night sharing funnel cake with other students.
Cat People starred a French actress whose given name was Simone Simone but went by Simone Simon in Hollywood. What were her parents thinking? And what was she thinking that dropping an 'e' would make it all that better? Personally, I think Simone Simone has a better ring to it than her "stage name."
At any rate, she wasn't terribly great in the mediocre "horror" film from '42. Still, I'm glad I watched it. Amazingly, she winds up in the sequel despite the terrible fate of her character. She seems to get attacked by a black panther aka a fellow family member. She's a cat person afterall. As an aside, she supposedly had an affair with composer George Gershwin.
My Halloween will end with a nightman coming: Peter Lorre's
Mad Love (1935)