Not wanting to get hopes up, but still...

Things are looking up for the '62 missal.

(And put that way, how strange is it that traditional Catholics have become huge boosters for something from the '60's.)

Continuing the European film kick, I'm planning to go see Elevator to the Gallows this weekend or Monday, depending on how tired I am and when. It's french New Wave noir. Score by Miles Davis!

(I actually went to see The Conformist a second time, but I was so tired that it was a struggle to stay awake and I didn't enjoy it at all.)

Saintos wonders when The Conformist might come to where he lives.

It may already be available in it's dubbed version on VHS somewhere near him. It was also apparently released on LaserDisc (rememeber those?).

People are still begging for a DVD release.

THE CONFORMIST at Film Forum in New York City:

This film has revived my faith in movies, I had almost decided to give up on them. Everyone in New York should go see it. It's playing through August 23.

Yesterday's Metro section of the Times had the great punning headline "A Burgermeister No More" about the changing diet of our burgomaster, Mayor Bloomberg (especially so when you consider the Dutch origins of the word and the city).

My roomate found a big turtle outside our apartment.