Songs created with the sole (and often incredibly evil) intention of getting immediately and forever stuck in your mind:

There are those songs, those songs that refuse to leave your mind. Sometimes, it's okay, because they are brilliant, cool, or sung by Bobby Darin, but more often than not, their place is merely to haunt you endlessly...day and night...and not deliver any brilliance, coolness, or Bobby Darinness. (That sentence had a remarkable amount of wrongly-placed commas!)

This post is dedicated to some of those songs (good and bad) that just won't let me forget them.

L'appareil a sous - Brigitte Bardot

This song's not even in English. I don't even know what the heck she's saying, nor can I pronounce it. Does that stop me from having it stuck in my head/humming it constantly? NO! Thanks a lot Sarah for introducing me to this song! Sheesh!




Underneath the Mango Tree - Ursula Andress (except not really because she was dubbed) and, um, Sean Connery

This song was obviously put in Dr. No for the single purpose of getting stuck in your head. Come on, it's obvious. It gets sung, played, etc...throughout the ENTIRE movie. And it will NEVER leave your mind. EVER. I haven't seen Dr. No in a couple of months, but the other day, randomly I just started singing it.

That's power.

Evil power. ;-D





Dream Lover - Bobby Darin

So, pretty much, if this song WASN'T Bobby it would probably be THE single most annoying song ever written. And REALLY those scary back-up singers are just NOT necessary! This song is so addictive. I know that sounds strange, but it is. If I listen to it once, I have to listen to it non-stop for three days. Kate understands. (Pretty much for the entire month of December this was all we listened to! ;-D)




Raindrops Keep Falling on My Head - BJ Thomas

I love this song, I really do, it just makes me happy! And you lucky blog-readers were treated to this song every time you entered my blog this summer (mwahahahahahahah!). But seriously, this song is always stuck in my head. I start singing it uncontrollably at random parts of the day! I remember one time last September when I was working at the scone booth; I was just in the back kneading dough and forming it into scones...peacefully and calmly...when SUDDENLY, I just started singing this song. I couldn't help myself.

AWKWARD.

Thankfully my co-worker actually knew this song too and started singing along, and I discovered that she was actually a fan of old movies, so yeah...it was actually kinda cool. But, still...that's just dorky. Haha!




The Saint Theme Song - No idea. I should probably research this stuff.

I know, you say, "Really?! You have a 30second song with no words stuck in your head?!"

Actually, it's worse than that.

I often start, um, I don't know what you call it, it's not "humming" it kinda just "duh-duh-duh-dunnning". You know what I'm saying? Anyway, I often start doing that with the Saint theme song. And even more strange is the fact that it's the B/W theme song that gets stuck in my head...NOT the color one. Even though, they're pretty much exactly the same (music-wise)! I'll never understand the inner-workings of my mind! ;-D



And in case you were wondering:



Hangman - Peter, Paul, and Mary

Pretty much this song is always in my head. No. Matter. What. It's actually one of the first songs I ever remember hearing (which probably explains a lot about who I am today...ahahah!). I'll to spontaneously start singing this in random voices...usually when I'm really happy. The other day, I was feeling so joyful I just started singing this with a British accent. Not even joking!


I Think You Think - Frankie + Annette

I'm not gonna lie. I've seen every Beach Party movie...er, cough cough many times cough cough! This song is from Beach Blanket Bingo (I think, sometimes Frankie and Annette's duets against a fake ocean video screen all blend together)




The Twizzle - Random person...

This another one of those spontaneously start singing it songs! My younger brothers and I will often just start singing it and, um, doing the Twizzle. (hahaha! We are such dorks!)




Meglio Stasera - Fran Jeffries

Um, speaking of my addiction to songs not sung in English...



Subterranean Homesick Blues - Bob Dylan

This song is perfect for any occasion. Really. I mean, it's not like there's any plausible or discernible meaning behind this song, so you start randomly singing it at any time and you will sound like a really poetic, "deep" person!


This is a finger puppet of Bob singing this song:


Okay, I really got to stop now, (cause SERIOUSLY, when you start breaking out the Bob Dylan finger puppets...well...yeah...) but trust me...there are SO MANY MORE.

Hehehe! I love that I can just sit here and write incredibly stupid, unlucid posts about nothing and a few people still read them! You guys are seriously the best! Thanks! :-D

-Millie!

Photo of the Day!

Cyd and Fred just being cool in Band Wagon...

Photo of the Day!

The Saint.

Excuse me while I die of laughter...

I've been trying to get Kate to watch some episodes of Wild Wild West (aka one of THE coolest shows ever) for a long time now. On Saturday night she watched her first episode...and her second...and her third....That made me very happy. Haha!

Anyway, I just HAD to share this beyond hysterical song..........sung by Robert Conrad:



AHHHH! Now I can't stop laughing again. This song has got to be one of THE single most hilarious things ever recorded. And seriously. IT'S STINKIN' JAMES WEST SINGING CREEPER 50'S TEEN MUSIC WITH ABNORMAL NONHUMAN BACKUP SINGERS!

It's actually kinda brilliant. ;-D

No, but really. I can barely type this right now, THAT'S how hard I'm laughing.

I'm sure it's not as funny if you haven't grown up constantly watching this show about a super cool (emphasis on the fact that he's supposed to be cool) Secret Service agent for President Grant ("James Bond on horseback"). But still.

Okay, nevermind...I'm just gonna go sit in the corner and try to stop laughing...;-D

Why Sir Alfred Would Love Survivor!

Yes, you did indeed read that title right. And no, I am not {more} insane {than usual}.

I speak the truth.

(Hehehe, I had so much typing that...no idea why!)

Recently while watching an episode of Survivor it dawned on me....Alfred Hitchcock would LOVE this show.

My mum always likes to "defend" our love for Survivor by saying, "Well, it's a, um, great study, in, uh HUMAN NATURE!" YES! It's true. We watch Survivor for it's great educationalness (I just discovered today that lucidity and lucidness are both real words, so I'm gonna pretend that is too!). Really.

Anyway, this latest season of Survivor, titled, Heroes vs. Villains, brings back the greatest "heroes" and the greatest "villains" of the show's past seasons. What's truly Hitchcockian (that actually IS real word. Not lying.) about this season, is that almost IMMEDIATELY one roots wholeheartedly for the "villains" (except for the random weirdies who delight in the honorable, true, BORING "heroes").

Seriously.

The first challenge was simple and clear. Be the first person to dig a flag out of the sand, try to get it back to your mat, and get rid of any opposing tribe member in your way. ANY WAY. And you win flint, aka fire, aka water. Unfortunately {for them}, the heroes almost immediately had a broken toe, a completely dislocated shoulder, and uh, some missing clothes. But, instead of being shocked and disgusted by the villains behavior, we cheer them on and hope for more.

That's just sick and twisted.

And, I can just imagine Alfred Hitchcock laughing and rubbing his hands together gleefully.

The reason we love the villains is because they are fascinating. They amaze us, make us laugh, and they NEVER bore us. The same cannot be said for the heroes.

Hitchcock also loved his villains. He loved them FAR more than his heroes. If you look at films like: Strangers On A Train, Psycho, Dial M For Murder, Stage Fright, Life Boat, Jamaica Inn, Shadow Of A Doubt...really almost EVERY Hitchcock, you will see that he makes his villains fascinating, clever, and complicated. His heroes are very often boring, bland, and simplistic.

Hitchcock once said, "The more successful the villain, the more successful the picture". The same is ABSOLUTELY true of Survivor. Most of their most famous and often BELOVED contestants were villains. Boston Rob and Evil Russell (both playing in this season) are both considered to be two of the most horrible and greatest contestants ever. Boston Rob lies and back-stabs all the way - while managing to charm everyone into loving him and believing him. Evil Russell makes alliances with everyone and manipulates their minds - but is looked upon by most with awe and respect.

On a recent episode Boston Rob (who had been trying so hard to be "the diplomat" this season) passed out in the jungle from dehydration and exhaustion. Afterward he said: "When I finally came to, I had a moment of clarity, And that was, Stop trying to be the good guy. Because I'm trying to be so good, I physically made myself sick. Just do what everybody wants you to do and be the villain."

Hitchcock would LOVE this guy.

Crime NEVER pays, but one always gets the feeling Hitchcock kind of wished it did. This is especially shown in his Alfred Hitchcock Presents, when the villain very often got away with it - until Sir Alfred came back at the end of the show and explained that the villain really, um, "DIDN'T" get away with it (my favorite is when the villain ends up being eaten alive by his own chickens...classic!).

The same is, sadly, very often true with Survivor (with a few RARE exceptions). See, after lying, cheating, and back-stabbing your way to the top two (or three) the very people you voted out get to vote and decide who WINS the $1,000,000!

Needless to say, both Evil Russell and Boston Rob came in second on their respective seasons. Haha! (I mean, Rob DID end up marrying the winner...but THAT is beside the point! ;-D)

Maybe this season will be different, and one of the villains will win. But, I doubt it. They'll probably just end up killing each other first (ala Notorious), but there's always hope! Haha!

Anyway, what I've been trying to say here is NOT that you should immediately go out and watch Survivor (although you REALLY should! ;-D), but that although it may be, *GASP*, reality TV...it's reality TV that The Master of Suspense himself would approve of.

Or maybe, I'm just trying to validate my addiction to this show. Hmmm...






-Millie!

{Please don't send me hate mail because of this! ;-D I really do adore Sir Alfred. He's my favorite director EVER. Heck, I've hosted a birthday party for him TWO years in a row now!}

Happy Birthday Mr. Randall!

Everyone knows you were the coolest!

February 26, 1920 – May 17, 2004

The Slender Thread (1965) = WOWZIE KAZAM!

Last night, I had an AWFUL sore throat and couldn't sleep at all. So, I was sort of just browsing around on YouTube at 2am...wasting my life away as usual...when I saw one of my FAVORITE channels {Ingy-adorer/Miss-Vintager} had added a full movie!

I decided to check it out. I was planning on watching the first few minutes, to see if it was interesting or not. And heck, it WAS Sidney Poiter's birthday. One MUST honor ALL classic film star's birthdays! ;-D

Anyway.

The first thing I saw was the Space Needle.

I was so watching the whole film.

I am a native Washingtonian. I love my state. It's the most beautiful/coolest place in the entire world (Seriously. I refuse and debate on the subject!).

So, I ADORED this movie. It was filmed on location in Seattle and I loved being able to recognize the "sights". Besides the Needle, we get to see Seattle Center, The Pacific Science Center, Lake Union, The University of Washington (that's the college Sidney attends), and SO many other landmarks, streets, and places it would take too long to type out.


^Sidney Poitier, with director Sydney Pollack.


But, besides the OBVIOUS Wowzie Kazam Geniusness of setting the film in Seattle, it was also brilliant in other ways.

Sidney Poitier and Anne Bancroft both give amazing performances (and I'm not usually a big fan of Bancroft).

The basic premise of The Slender Thread is this: Sidney Poitier is a college student who volunteers at a crisis call center. He is left alone there one night and gets a call from Anne Bancroft, who tells him that she has taken a bunch of sleeping pills. Sidney desperately attempts to keep her talking...while finding out more information about her. As the film progresses we see WHY Anne is committing suicide and we see the crazy search from the phone company, police department, etc to find out who she is and where she lives.

It was a really well-made film. Fascinating, gripping (Now, THERE'S a new descriptive adjective! ;-D), and all-around just brilliant. It almost went as far as making me a fan of Anne Bancroft! :-O



In short, (this is a semi-review, after all) I loved the movie. I DEFINITELY recommend it. Not only for the interesting story (based on a true story), the great performances, AND THE COOLNESS THAT IS SEATTLE, but also because it has like several Wild Wild West villains in it (Crazy Dork Alert...run for you lives!).

Not joking! I immediately connected Ed Asner, H.M. Wynant, and Jason Wingreen as all being Wild Wild West alumni!

Uh...yeah...anyway...

Watch the full movie on YouTube:



Or if you're too lazy, watch a cool video made from clips of the film:



Well, I guess that's all. I keeping thinking I'm forgetting something, but oh well!

-Millie!