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billyweeds |
Posted: Fri Jan 28, 2011 1:59 pm |
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The marquee on a porn house in the Times Square area for years and years had this sign: "FOR ADOLTS ONLY." Who would want to change it? |
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marantzo |
Posted: Fri Jan 28, 2011 2:21 pm |
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carrobin wrote: It certainly has its humorous side.
A humorous side? The whole thing is hilarious. Reminds me of the scene in Intolerable Cruelty SPOILER when the assassin shoots Clooney with his asthma spray and shoots his pistol into his own mouth. |
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marantzo |
Posted: Fri Jan 28, 2011 2:25 pm |
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billyweeds wrote: The marquee on a porn house in the Times Square area for years and years had this sign: "FOR ADOLTS ONLY." Who would want to change it?
I think I remember that marquee. Fitting also because I've never seen a porn movie on 42nd St. that wasn't gawd awful. Strickly for grade A dolts. (like me)  |
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Kate |
Posted: Fri Jan 28, 2011 3:12 pm |
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marantzo wrote: carrobin wrote: It certainly has its humorous side.
A humorous side? The whole thing is hilarious. Reminds me of the scene in Intolerable Cruelty SPOILER when the assassin shoots Clooney with his asthma spray and shoots his pistol into his own mouth.
God - I absolutely loved that whole scene, hysterical. I was rolling with laughter. |
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billyweeds |
Posted: Sat Jan 29, 2011 1:22 pm |
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bartist |
Posted: Sat Jan 29, 2011 5:33 pm |
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I will never forget that warm spring morning in my third year, when a peppermint became lodged in my throat. I couldn't swallow it and I couldn't cough it back up. After making a few strangled cries and waving my arms pitifully, my mother finally took notice and began to pound on my back. What happened next is burned into my soul forever.... |
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Joe Vitus |
Posted: Sat Jan 29, 2011 7:16 pm |
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Genzliner comes across as a dick to me, but I've never read his stuff, so maybe there's a satirical voice I'm missing. His charge of narcissism is odd, considering the importance he attaches to his own experience as a reader.
I think memoirs of everyday people/experience are just fine, and descriptions of illness and the emotions they cause can be very helpful. Society suggests community, and one person sharing his or her experience with others, the the sense of commonality this develops, is a mighty wonderful thing in my opinion. |
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marantzo |
Posted: Sat Jan 29, 2011 8:04 pm |
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To me it's egocentric crap and belongs on TV afternoon shows where idiots sit and wail about their trials and tribulations. Who cares to read about someone's personal life that hinges on going through years of visiting a loved one who's already in another world and dying or raising an out of control mentally damaged child or the struggles with your anorexia etc. except people who like to wallow in mundane depictions of suffering or self pity. Unfortunately there is a big audience. Mainly women in my opinion, who love this kind of stuff.
I think I might write a phony memoir about my dark time in hell and my coming alive when I discovered the secret of chanaquita which made my life whole. Bound to be a best seller. |
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billyweeds |
Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2011 10:59 am |
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Check out this funny clip from 1994 wherein Bryant Gumbel and Katie Couric show total ignorance of what "internet" is and what "@" means. Hysterical.
http://tinyurl.com/6yaoujm |
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bartist |
Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2011 1:56 pm |
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LMFAO -- esp. Katie's remark about how you don't need a phone line to access it. |
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jeremy |
Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2011 4:05 pm |
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Do such things as porn theatres still exist? Haven't these people heard of the internet. I'm not trying to make out it's a moral or virtuous choice, but I haven't seen that much porn. For me sex, in all its shades, is a very pesonal thing. Like most people, I have my own triggers, rhythms, preferences and hang-ups. For me, however pressing my desire, these don't survive the move to a public and controlled space. Similarly, I tend to be uncomfortable in strip joints or, to adopt the preferred modern term, lap dancing clubs. Wrongly or rightly, I empathise too much with the 'girls', and I'm pretty certain that the last thing they want is my self-serving pity. |
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jeremy |
Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2011 4:09 pm |
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Televison shows where people share their tribulations arenot for me, but I would not be so quick to dismiss them. Yes they are entertainment, but in this age of dislocation, where the comfort of friends and the advice of family and elders may be in short supply, they may actually meet a real need, even provide a valuable social service. Arguably, by making the disfunctional, strange and transgressive less alien, they may also foster tolerance. |
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marantzo |
Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2011 7:34 pm |
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Did someone say that porn movie houses were still around? The time that Billy and I were talking about was the late 60's early 70's with such features as Midnight Plowboy. I went to exactly two porn theatres, with my ex when we went to Manhattan for a Saturday night. A complete waste of a couple of dollars. Those were the days. $19 dollars a night at the Ramada on 8th Ave. and the Hotel Chelsey in Chelsey of course. You had to pay more for a room at the Waldorf, $20. Strip Joints were never an attraction for me either, or hookers, no matter how good looking. Just not my idea of excitement.  |
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Joe Vitus |
Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2011 8:05 pm |
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Was there really a movie called Midnight Plowboy? |
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marantzo |
Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2011 8:11 pm |
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Yeah it was a porn movie playing on 42nd St. They used to make up some great titles based on real movies. I wish I could remember more. I'm pretty sure the titles were better than the movies. |
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