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Hollywood Contact Lenses
- contact lenses
- A thin plastic lens placed directly on the surface of the eye to correct visual defects
- (contact lens) contact: a thin curved glass or plastic lens designed to fit over the cornea in order to correct vision or to deliver medication
- (Contact lens) A small plastic disc containing an optical correction that is worn directly on the cornea as a substitute for eyeglasses.
- (contact lens) A thin lens, made of flexible or rigid plastic, that is placed directly on to the eye to correct vision, used as an alternative to spectacles, or, if coloured, to change one's eye color cosmetically
- A resort city in southeastern Florida, north of Miami, on the Atlantic Ocean; pop. 139,357
- A district in Los Angeles, the principal center of the US movie industry
- the film industry of the United States
- The US movie industry and the lifestyles of the people associated with it
- flashy and vulgar; "young white women dressed Hollywood style"; "Hollywood philandering"
- a flashy vulgar tone or atmosphere believed to be characteristic of the American film industry; "some people in publishing think of theirs as a glamorous medium so they copy the glitter of Hollywood"
With a sharp eye for detail, good photos, and oodles of inside information, Andy Lipschultz has produced an exemplary book on the making of the live-action film of How the Grinch Stole Christmas.The transformation of Seuss’s fanciful illustrations into physical reality (and the challenge of competing with Chuck Jones’s great cartoon version) is largely a feat of makeup, special effects, and design, and a book is the perfect medium for explicating such magic. In chapters with lively, entertaining titles (the one on costume design is called “Laugh Now, But Wait Until It’s Selling on Melrose Avenue”), Lipschultz delves into the origins and deeper meanings of the zillion props and sets and characters. Five-time Oscar winner Rick Baker’s face-engulfing Grinch makeup design looks great on the page, and it’s interesting to learn how the contact lenses and artificial snow made Jim Carrey suffer for his art. “We tried painting my face, which would have been very comfortable and given me a lot of leeway, but I looked like someone from the cast of Cats,” explains Carrey. The Grinch’s Mount Crumpit is revealed as Solitude ski resort near Salt Lake, with twisty Seussian crags added. The Grinch’s cave is Carlsbad Caverns with the ramp from the Guggenheim and the bleak spirit of Charles Foster Kane’s Xanadu. Like Dr. Seuss himself, the designers were crucially inspired by the architect Antonio Gaudi, and so there are no straight lines in Whoville. Even a pencil must be crooked, and the overall aesthetic was defined as “Blizzard Deco”–every item looks as if it were buried in a snowdrift. Almost all the materials used in the movie were made no later than 1957, when the book was written, stuff like Bakelite. Director Ron Howard consulted George Lucas on how to create an alien world rooted in realism. When the Grinch opens his “General Wholectric” fridge to remove the roast beast, the design evokes the optimistically futuristic spirit of that era.
There are plenty of colorful pictures here, but don’t miss the text explaining the in-jokes. When the Grinch burns the Christmas tree, he exclaims, “Oh, the Whomanity!,” echoing the radio report of the Hindenburg disaster (to hear the original, get the book-and-CD set We Interrupt This Broadcast: The Events That Stopped Our Lives). When the Grinch, driving a stolen car, narrowly misses a Who baby carriage, it’s a reference to the famous scene in Battleship Potemkin. –Tim Appelo
A Marx Brothers co-star, she turned a lifetime in showbiz into a one-woman show
Kitty Carlisle Hart, who has died aged 96, was the grande dame of the American theatre, the woman every author would consult when writing about the greats of Broadway and Tin Pan Alley, the one person no self-respecting television producer could avoid interviewing if the names of George Gershwin or Irving Berlin came up in their scripts. As she once said: "Nobody knows the stories I know because I’m the only one left who knew them."
Most of all, the formidable Kitty was an expert on one of Broadway’s leading writers, directors and producers – her husband Moss Hart, the man who introduced My Fair Lady to the world.
In her 90s, perfectly made up with the kind of legs to be envied by women 50 years her junior ("I’m very proud of my legs," she declared in 2001), she would appear on stage, recalling the good old days. She had danced on the Broadway stage, met Rudolph Valentino, filmed with the Marx Brothers, been a close friend of Berlin, Gershwin and Cole Porter and the mistress of a man who twice tried to become US president.
In the early days of television, when it was localised in New York, and thus the elite filled the screens with themselves and their friends, she was an original panellist on To Tell the Truth, and What’s My Line?, two game programmes that were formatted all over the world.
Kitty was born Catherine Conn, the daughter of a Jewish doctor in New Orleans. It was a strict upbringing. "I wasn’t allowed to go to the movies. It was considered oh, not proper for children to go to the movies." So, from the age of seven, she was taken to concerts instead.
It was a traumatic event that launched her fascination with the cinema. "One day, our cook went mad and tried to kill us all and we had the police in the house," she remembered. "My mother thought, in order to take my mind off the terrible experience I had been through, she decided to take me to the movies."
It was to a nickleodeon and she said the Chaplin film shown that day changed her life – because she could not see a thing and it was agreed she needed glasses. Later, when she became an actor, the glasses were replaced by contact lenses. The family moved to Paris soon afterwards and it was at Versailles that she met Valentino, but said she was disappointed by his pointed shoes and his tasteless polo coat.
She was educated at various schools in Paris and later at the London School of Economics in London. "My mother was hoping I’d meet a rich European prince or, failing that, an impoverished baron." But in 1929, her mother lost all her money in the Wall Street crash, so Kitty went into the theatre "to catch a rich husband". She said: "You’re not the prettiest girl I ever saw, and you’re not the best singer I ever heard, and you’re certainly not the best actress I ever hoped to see, but if we put them all together, we’ll find the husband we’re looking for on the stage."
She got a job in a Broadway show, Champagne Sec, based on Die Fledermaus. The pianist was Frederick Loewe, who told her he was going one day to write the best musical on Broadway: 25 years later, he and Alan Jay Lerner came up with My Fair Lady.
She went to Hollywood in 1934 as Kitty Carlisle and made three films before making her name the following year as the female lead in the Marx Brothers’ most famous movie, A Night at the Opera. It was while making that film that Moss Hart came on the set and introduced her to Cole Porter. "I got very excited. I’d sung some of Cole’s songs, but I hadn’t ever met Moss Hart. He was the kind of person that people told stories about. I began to run and tripped over one of those cables and landed flat in front of him."
Porter and Moss Hart, nevertheless, asked her to audition for their show Jubilee. She did not get the part, but in 1946, she did get, and married, Moss Hart. Before that, other big names courted her. She was squired to nightclubs by Gershwin right up to his death in 1937. "He was a wonderful dancer, full of enthusiasm and he asked me up to his apartment and to work on a song called Summertime. I’d sing and he’d fiddle with the accompaniment. The second time he called me up to sing it, I caught on. This was like going up to see someone’s etchings." He later asked her to marry him, but nothing came of it.
There were no more films until 1943 when she made Larceny With Music and was among the artists playing themselves in Hollywood Canteen, about the centre for American troops manned by film stars serving coffee and doughnuts and dancing with the servicemen. "I was enormously flattered that anybody wanted me in the movies," she would say. "It never occurred to me that I looked like a movie star. And I didn’t. That’s why my career was very short-lived." But there were other distractions. Her lover was the New Yo
Woke up at 6am.
Snoozed until 6:45.😛
Got ready and left for class to cram for the darn quiz.
Took the quiz, didn’t fail… actually, I did pretty well considering the amount of time I (didn’t) studied for it. (that’s shameful)
Sent a postcard to Sababa, then went to Starbucks to spend the rest of my dining dollars🙂 A little gift to someone! haha.
Went back and sat in on a seminar given by Cheryl B. Engelhardt – a singer/songwriter who is making it in New York City. She is a sweet, funny, genuine, NYC girl🙂 Glad to have met her!
She performed for us and talked about her passion for music and how she made her life into a business, and all the tough choices she had to make.
Some specific things I learned include:
 Have an ultimate goal you want out of your passion.
 Use every resource you can – don’t be afraid to ask if someone offers.
 Be true to your word – do what you say you will.
 Drop that ego – sometimes the right choice isn’t always the best choice.
 If you are really passionate about something, believe in yourself that you won’t "burn out".
She sang beautifully, made me want to sing along even though I have never heard her songs before haha. Wish I still knew how to play the piano/keyboard or any instrument for that matter!
Afterward, a few of us helped move her stuff to her car and she gave us her CD for free!🙂 Definitely will listen to that baby! woot!
Ate at Kimmel for lunch, went to say my farewells to Laurel at the CMEP. Then walked back to the dorms with the girls.
Chilled, got ready to go meet up with people at the famous Apple Store on Fifth Ave. Played with the iPhone 4… that thing is too legit to quit! Prayed that I would be rich enough to be an Apple maniac one day and buy everything I want in that store… haha.
Left with Dani to Chelsea Market. Got delicious Mint Chocolate Chip Ice Cream, then had Chicken Pot Pie soup (which combination and order of digesting huh? :P) then Dani and I parted our ways…
I headed to the Museum of Natural History by myself because I didn’t want to miss out on that before I leave this city. One thing I really wish I could do is be able to afford to give the actual amount (if not more) of the suggest donation. This museum was $16 for adults but I only donated $2 today. Maybe someday I can go back and actually contribute what I the museum deserves!🙂 Walked around… took lots of pictures, played with the manual settings on my camera (still haven’t used the new lenses yet). Got super tired within an hour so I decided to head home.
On my way back to the dorm, I stopped by The Strand Bookstore to check out this "18 miles of books"🙂 Looked for Nicholas Sparks books, wanted to buy them all but I know better than that! Then looked for photography books and wondered if I would every get published.
"Photography is an expensive hobby."
Too bad it’s not just a hobby for me huh?😛 But that’s darn right… photography sure as hell is expensive!
Got back, chilled then went to dinner with Dani at S’mac. Got the Cheeseburger Mac and Cheese. Delicious🙂 Glad I got to try it. Thieny went to Shake Shack and I wanted to try that too but probably not going to happen since I have going to Philly tomorrow with Ligia for the day (10am-10pm?). Philly cheesesteak!🙂
Walked back from dinner, got figs and blueberries (probably for the last time in NYC) and just chilled in the room.
People in the program want to go out or do something tonight… but doesn’t look like anything is going down. We will see🙂
Thought of the day:
So this girl/singer/Cheryl has almost "made it" as a singer/songwriter/musician because of all of the effort she has put into branding herself and letting other people see and follow her through her passion.
I think it’s time I do a little something something… for publicity, for entertainment, for fun, for me🙂
In the bookstore, I was reading the brief summaries of many Nicholas Sparks books/movies and "Message in a Bottle" was stuck in my head for the rest of the day.
This is a long shot, just thought of this idea less than 10 minutes ago… but I love arts and crafts so I know this will be fun.
I want to print every single photo from my 365 (so far), put each of them in a separate bottle (any bottle that I can begin collecting NOW, haha.) with a little message in each, then put the bottles all over LA (the beach, westwood, hollywood, SGV, SM, campus, dorms, anywhere) and whoever finds them will get a little message from me, with my contact info and link… then maybe 1 out of 20 (if I’m lucky…) will actually check out my project or whatever. Maybe they’ll even begin to follow me🙂
I know this is very ambitious of me, but I believe this is definitely doable at a low monetary cost.
I don’t want anything in return at all – or at least no