MADONNA MOMENT

A RUNWAY LOOK FROM THE DOLCE&GABBANA SHOW YESTERDAY

FASTEN YOUR SEATBELTS, IT'S GONNA BE A BUMPY NIGHT.

I've been looking forward to tonight's Academy Awards ceremony with a more-than-usual excitement for some reason. Maybe it's because this year I'm getting together with a group of friends to watch the whole thing from the start, from the pre-show, so we can check out all the outfits worn by tonight's guests.
One aspect that I am really looking forward to is the fact that Anne Hathaway and James Franco (also nominated for best actor in a leading role) will be hosting this year's show. I love both of them and from the short ABC promos I've seen on YouTube, I believe they will do a memorable job (though beating Hugh Jackman's performance two years ago will be somewhat hard).
If you recognized this post's title/first line, you can tell I couldn't help but think about All About Eve. I've been thinking about this movie lately for several reasons, and particularly now because it's awards season.  I came across two scenes which I want to share.  The first one that came to mind is actually the end scene, which I love for it's acting, art direction, and because its depiction of reality gives me the chills.
The second one is Margo Channing's monologue, I had almost forgotten what an INCREDIBLE piece of acting that was (Bette Davis, we love you).
So here they are, I'll leave you to them while I continue to resist eating the (surprise) fabulous cupcakes I  had made for tonight and that my friends should -hopefully- get to taste.

Only a few more hours to go. Enjoy.

SOUL IS IN THE MUSICAL

After two failed attempts at going to the movies last night - even trying two different movie theaters- a friend and I settled for a movie at his place. We decided to watch The Tourist despite ALL the negative reviews it had received. Half-way through the movie we couldn't agree more with everyone who held this position, but what struck me the most was the terrible choice in music throughout the whole film. It was AWFUL.

 

 This immediately made me think of a scene in GASLIGHT which exemplifies the exact opposite: the perfect choice in music for one of the most dramatic moments in the film.  This is one of my favorite movies, I believe I've mentioned this before on this blog, and it is one I would come back to all the time as child.  Besides a couple other scenes, including one where the main character screams the name of her housekeeper a zillion times like a madwoman, this is a part I'd watch over and over again (and once again I am suprised my parents never sent me to therapy).

Here is Ingrid Bergman playing Paula Anton, the mentally tortured wife of Gregory Anton (played by Charles Boyer), suffering a crisis to the sound of one of Chopin's greatest pieces : Ballade No. 1, Op. 23 in G minor.  Enjoy.