This Week in Unnecessary Remakes

Let The Right One In is one of the best vampire movies I have ever seen. It's creepy, beautifully filmed, completely endearing, not at all trashy like some horror movies, and in Swedish. You know what that means: some douchebag producer is going to neuter it, cast Miley Cyrus and the kid who sees dead people in it, and sell it to America so they don't have to watch some foreign thing with subtitles. Let me tell you: I am steamin' mad.

So, PLEASE, do yourself a favor and see the original before the remake comes out. Here's the trailer:


If you like it, I highly recommend the book that it's based on. The author, John Ajvide Lindqvist, also wrote the screenplay for the movie, so it's a pretty faithful adaptation.

Some screencaps from the new site Fashion 16x9, who host amazing HQ fashion ads:



Hussein Chalayan- "Interval" featuring Ali Michel. This one creeped me out so badly...it reminds me of Knife/Fever Ray video. Definitely my favorite.



Louis Vuitton- "Shadow" featuring Milagros Schmoll. I'm glad she's working, I pretty much think she's the cutest thing ever.

Drinking and driving don't mix. That's why I ride a bike.

Duckie's dance/lipsynch to "Try a Little Tenderness" from Pretty in Pink is probably one of my favorite cinematic moments of all time. I honestly believe that the world would be a better place if people did stuff like this more often. And if there were more people like Duckie.

P.S.- How amazing is that Smiths poster on the left?



So anyway, given my love for the Brat Pack, I though this fan-made video for "Lizstomania" by Phoenix (who are notable mainly for being French, having a lead singer who's married to Sofia Coppola, and basically still riding that 2002 Strokes garage rock wave) was awesome:



The song would bore if not for the video, which in addition to being awesome, is incredibly well-done in terms of syncing stuff up right. I would like to point out, of course, that Footloose is totally not a Brat Pack movie, and counting Mannequin is pushing it, too.

Super Important

Sorry for the lack of posts lately, faithful blog reader(s). I've simply been too busy listening to Nas and thinking about bunny rabbits and getting over this weird lymphatic illness to think about bloggy stuff.

But I had to take a break from my spring malaise to make you aware of this:

For $20, Michel fucking Gondry will draw your portrait based on a photo you send him. All you do is pay and then send his website an email with your order number and the link to your picture. Do it now!

In other news, I have met and/or seen J. Mascis, Bill Callahan, Ian Svenonious, and Calvin Johnson in the past week. What the hell, dudes?! It was totally by chance, I swear.

Fierce bitches through history, pt. 2: Lee Miller

A little while ago, Tatiana the Anonymous Model wrote a great article about Lee Miller- way more in-depth than what I'm about to do. But she was such an awesome lady who did so many different things during her life, I figure the more credit she gets the better. Here is a very abridged list of some of Lee's accomplishments.

In her teens and twenties, she worked as a model, after being discovered by Condé Nast himself. She was also the first real person (as opposed to the customary drawing) to appear in an ad for pads or tampons, which was a huge deal at the time:


Is this not the classiest ad for pads you have ever seen?

Later, she was a photographer and the co-inventor, with Man Ray, of the solarisation technique. Fun fact: during the period where she was his assistant/muse/girlfriend, she took a lot of the pictures that were credited to him. If you've not heard of her, you aren't alone- it's no surprise that despite being a large part of the Surrealist movement, she was marginalized in the gigantic boy's club that is the art world:



After a couple failed marriages and relationships and some flitting around Europe, she worked as a war correspondent and photojournalist during WWII for Vogue. She was also the target of British spies during the war, and was, in one report, described as “An intellectual communist and theoretical political student” who was “eccentric and indulges in queer foods and queer clothes etc. She is violently anti-Nazi” Sounds like my kind of lady:


Lee in Hitler's bathtub in 1945. Look at those awesome boots.


A WWII-era photo by Lee.

Fierce bitches through history, pt. 1: Anne Frank

Anne Frank was a badass because, in addition to being really smart (she was the only person in that attic with any common sense, as far as I'm concerned) she was also kind of mean, which I like. But she was the best kind of mean- she was blunt and completely honest, and pretty merciless in her judgments of other people, but also the first person to admit her own faults. I really hate most depictions of Anne Frank in plays and movies and stuff; they always make her too cheerful and too nice and just totally boring.

Also: she had great style. This is probably just because she was the product of a time when everyday clothes were generally much better looking than they are now and not so much because of any innate personal thing, but it deserves acknowledgment nonetheless.

Just look at that little Peter Pan collar.

“If I read a book that impresses me, I have to take myself firmly by the hand, before I mix with other people; otherwise they would think my mind rather queer.”

More Fashion Week

Favorite show of NYFW, pt. 2: Erin Fetherston. Her work is certainly not challenging or layered like some designers, but it is really, really, cute. Sometimes it's just nice to look at simple, pretty, poofy dresses with sequins. This is how I explain the success of designers like Betsey Johnson. This is sort of like that, but less trashy. I like how it goes from Wednesday Addams goth to Blair Waldorf tea-party wear as the collection progresses, I like the big ridiculous patent shoes, and I especially like the animal masks.




Full collection here