Posts from 20th January 2004

Jan 04

A little interesting physical phenomenon was brought to my attention by a

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A little interesting physical phenomenon was brought to my attention by a slashdot post — this article on salvaging the Hubble Space Telescope. It turns out the replacement for the HST will not orbit the earth rather it will orbit the sun at an Earth Sun Lagrangian Point known as L2. Lagrangian points are points on a line between and extended beyond two bodies of significant mass, such as the earth and the sun, where a body of insignificant mass will orbit the larger significant mass at the same speed as that of the Smaller significant mass. What this means for the Hubble replacement James Webb Space Telescope will orbit at this point ensuring that it’s always on the dark side of the earth. It will still need thrusters to counteract the destabilising effects of other masses in the universe. Far better explanations from the Wikipedia.

NYLPM has a new home now

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NYLPM has a new home now, as you know if you’re reading this, and part of having a new home is having MORE WEBSPACE for all sorts of interesting things. Thanks very much to Steve M. for his kindness in giving FT a home, and we will begin to try his bandwidth and patience with this, which (if it works) is as fine a summary of the FT philosophy as you could wish for. (its 479 kb) (Thanks to cameraman Chris).

A revealing New Yorker article on Larry David

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A revealing New Yorker article on Larry David the, by the sound of it, interminably grumpy, co-creator of Seinfeld. Thanks to ILX’s maura for the link. I was particularly tickled to read that George’s “See, this should be a show. This is the show.” moment from The Pitch episode is based on an actual incident in a Korean deli when David and Seinfeld were just smart alecking about some of the products on the counter.

Meanwhile I feel that the societal norms regarding the coinage of familiar forms for a TV show’s name have been overstepped with “Curb Your Enthusiasm”. I constantly hear it being called “Curb” ‘ which is way too abrupt, too informal, practically rude ‘ it shows a lack of proper respect. I need a drink.

Rewatching the

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Rewatching the Jeremy Brett Sherlock Holmeses on BBC2 (Sat) has been fun for many reasons:

Such as Brett’s fabulous-absurd performances – his Holmes-method seems to have been, rather than play it small for the cameras, to take Victorian stage-melodrama techniques and do them in FULL, except in SLOW MOTION

Or knowing the stories off by heart now, which i didn’t in the early 80s, so there’s the pleasure of guessing why, screen-dramatically, this or that addition to the story has been made…

I’d totally forgotten that Charles Gray played Holmes’s older/smarter/fatter/lazier brother Mycroft. The main villain in The Greek Interpreter was doing an outrageous Peter Lorre imitation; the concluding train sequence was doing an only slightly less outrageous Night of the Demon imitation, except because it was colour they could light all the engine steam with glaring crimson spotlights.

U&K: Brett’s representation of the arrogant contempt and impatience Holmes feels towards most of the rest of humanity (esp.gurls obv) – this is high wicked comedy.

PERRY COMO – “Magic Moments”

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#69, 28th February 1958

Hard to imagine a kindlier record than this – Perry’s cosy armchair voice, the clip-clop rhythm, the profoundly tender lyrics, and that instant, innocent melody. The first time I heard it, a few years ago now, I loathed it at once: it seemed self-satisfied, settled, devoid of the drama I wanted from pop. Now I think I was wrong – about the song first of all; it’s a superb bit of craft precisely because simple contentment is such an un-pop emotion and “Magic Moments” captures it perfectly. I was wrong about contentment, too: despising it is a mark of envy or silliness, in my case probably both. I may not want the particular picket-fenced happiness Como is singing about but I won’t mistake that for rejecting happiness itself.

(But what about that lyric, anyhow? Hayrides, hops, touchdowns – again I’m tickled by the idea that these trigger-images for the ideal American life worked on UK ears as a most wondrous kind of exotica!)