November 26th – There’s lots of creepy things go
on in the world. In the wider world there’s the folk who spend inordinate
amounts of cash on relics of the famous/infamous, like the stuffed remains of Cher Ami the famous homing pigeon that
flew 12 missions in WW1; in the world of entertainment it’s just as creepy.
Folk who’ll spend other inordinate amounts on star memorabilia like a pair of
Madonna’s panties (that’s Madonna as in sex-book
and crap film fame not Madonna as in mother
of Jesus fame, you understand) or, heaven forbid, making a successful bid
for Larry Hagman’s gallstones. There’s also folk who’ll go to any lengths to
collect an autograph including breaking and entering, kidnapping and using a
gun as a negotiating tool. There’s the avid souvenir hunter who’ll buy just
about any old junk that in any way, shape or form appertains to their
hero/heroine not matter how tenuous the connection; like cut-out masks of their
faces, dolls that have facial features more in common with Godzilla than their
target or facsimiles of invitations to various social gatherings (yup, that’s
right they’re not even the real thing, they’re copies…)
I’ve heard of memorabilia sales that have included Keith
Moon’s Esso jump suit, wedding
stationary from Marilyn Manson/Deeta Von Teese’s wedding and the demand for
Kyile Minogue memorabilia is astounding… absolutely astounding. Collectors come
in all shades and have all sorts of desires some of them, IMHO, very, very
shudderworthy.
My guess is Lisa Marie Presley couldn’t be mistaken for
anyone else’s daughter; she’s a dead ringer for her dad who, if truth be told,
was indeed a hunk of a man in his younger years. As the sole heir to her
father’s fortune and memory back-catalogue she’s had a reasonably successful
career as a singer/songwriter (and e-Bay punter one would think) gaining above
average reviews for both recorded and live work and has (haven’t they all)
managed a charity for the homeless and gotten involved in several deserving
foundations. But one has to say that, worthy as her own output is she’ll always
be walking under the shadow of being that man’s daughter. On the credit side is
her move to the UK
because;
We have found the
quality of life so much more enriching and fulfilling. The civility, the
culture, the people and its beauty have reawakened me and have smoothed out
some of my bleak and jagged views about people and life.
An unbiased Spot-On
from me, Ms. Presley.
Nicholas Cage is an actor whom I believe finds it difficult
to shake off Nicholas Cage in any role he undertakes. It’s not that I could do
better, I couldn’t, but my suggestion is that, because he is a professional
actor, he should be more character-savvy than he has been, not so
one-dimensional. I’ll give way on the reason that it may be to do with the
parts he’s offered, maybe he should be more choosy or the demands of the
tally-man every Friday mean he’s not got room for manouvre; don’t know. What I
do know is that, for me, IMHO, I think he’s only been truly watchable in Lord of War (mainly because of the content)
The Weatherman (mainly because of the
character suitability) and Peggy Sue Got
Married (mainly because it was a captivating story that was well acted by
both Mr. Cage and Kathleen Turner). What I wasn’t aware of was his deep and
meaningful interest in Elvis Presley; I mean he’s a real fan, a major fan,
collecting all sorts of stuff owned by, part of or about The King. So, does anyone else find it slightly worrisome that he
married Elvis’ daughter, Lisa Marie Presley and then, within four months and on
this day in 2002, divorced her citing irreconcilable differences?
Does anyone else have a flash-back to Terence Stamp in The Collector…?
No, no, sorry; ’course not. Just me and my warped
imagination.
Does anyone else have a flash-back to Terence Stamp in The Collector…?
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