I suck and I never update my blog. Sorry, dudes. Hey, look, it's Halley's Comet in an LA home listing!
Metaphysician's retreat! This emotional, reclaimed Mediterranean style villa is a 1-of-a kind property! Sited on 2 lots with ocean to mountain views, impressive tiled courtyard w/fountain, grand living room with large Palladian style windows, huge kitchen with granite counters, spacious master; large, private penthouse with frplc, bthrm, sunroof access and big views! Pond, gazebo, sun porches, twists & turns, bonus rms, colorful past! Rustic yet polished!
Rustic yet polished--it's like the Alexandrian poetry of houses! As it should be for 1.3 millllion dollars. In other LA-ish news, an acquaintance of ours who is a Film Studies prof told us this weekend that he may be moving temporarily to Winnipeg to film "a cannibal movie." (His wife is...medium on this plan, but I guess it would only be a few months.) He's done one before, apparently, and is a known quantity cannibal movie-wise. He says they do "interesting things with prosthetics". I never really gave much thought to who directs cheesy horror movies before. The idea that it would be a super-smart hipster who knows everything about film amuses me.
Isn't that a general rule for producers of schlock? That they tend to be much more sophisticated and consciously well-informed about their medium than you'd expect their audience to be? I'm generalizing from a couple of examples (e.g., a friend's father in high school who wrote dopey SF and mysteries, but was all about the textual analysis of the ur-Hamlet in his spare time; Stephen King writing about writing, and so on).
Posted by: LizardBreath | February 04, 2008 at 10:45 PM
I figure there are two kinds of sclock producers out there--the bonehead adolescent fools, and the cool, mature, literate hipsters. I just don't see that kind of stuff attracting many middle-ground people (i.e., Ron Howard): either they do it because they love cannibalism movies (the gore! the dead nubile females!) and the money they can make off them, or they love "cannibalism movies," the tropes, the genre, the in-house references, the craft, the meta-event. LB's example of Stephen King makes me think about him very carefully thinking about and crafting sentences about hungry alien weasels bursting out of people's asses. Makes sense to me.
Posted by: Russell Arben Fox | February 04, 2008 at 11:00 PM
I followed the link to the listing because I wanted to find out more about the kind of place that includes a bthrm, but there was an error :(.
I think LB has the right of it; a friend of mine who's really into film is especially really into exploitation and, in fact, cannibalism movies; he knows a lot about movies but had he his druthers when making one himself it would be total schlock with lots of tits and gore.
Posted by: ben wolfson | February 05, 2008 at 01:52 AM
I read 'amuses' as 'anuses' and spent a while trying to parse the last sentence.
We spent more than a million and didn't get views or gazebo. Nor colorful past, to my knowledge (plenty of granite counters though). I declare it a bargain! Buy!
Posted by: Nakku | February 05, 2008 at 07:53 AM
Expertise and taste do not proceed along the same axis, at all.
Posted by: CG | February 05, 2008 at 10:04 AM
Ben, click here, then search for "metaphysician" and click through. (Even this link won't last, I'm sure.)
Posted by: Vance Maverick | February 05, 2008 at 03:00 PM
The metaphysician is the one who heals the healer, right?
Posted by: The Modesto Kid | February 05, 2008 at 10:41 PM
That's only 1.3 million? In LA, that's a starter house, practically. What's wrong with it?
Posted by: Timothy Burke | February 05, 2008 at 10:51 PM
When I lived in Seattle got really really tired of hipsters with their riske amusments, interesting hair styles, and obscure interests (I had a friend whose two favorite bands that he was always re commending were Os Mutantes (psychidelic brazil) and THe Plastic People of the Universe (psychedelic Checkoslovakia). So we moved to Madison, Wisconsin and I've never have to deal with hipsters again. You should think about it.
ps. I met Jim Woodring once and he was a moderate hipster smoking a big cigar.
Posted by: cw | February 06, 2008 at 09:00 AM