Suicide blonde

I had my other class last night, Literature and Film, which of course is what I am studying. I know I will like this course, and the excellent professor is also my adviser. Here is a brief course description:

The course will examine a variety of literary and cinematic works within the intertextual contexts of aesthetics, history, economics, and ideology. And it will study the cinematic rereading of fictional narratives through a variety of critical contexts: the nature of narrative discourse, the economics of production, the politics of elite and popular culture, the social and psychological positions of reading and viewing subjects.

So the course pairs literature with films, and then we read a lot of critical theory and such to go along with the texts. Here are the pairings for this course:

The Big Sleep by Raymond Chandler / paired with The Big Lebowski

Cosmopolis by Don DeLillo / paired with Vanilla Sky

Neuromancer by William Gibson / paired with The Matrix

Gentlemen Prefer Blondes by Anita Loos / paired with Gentlemen Prefer Blondes

Hamlet by William Shakespeare / paired with Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead

I already own three of these movies, so that is nice. (Many of you know my feelings about The Matrix, a feeling which puts me at odds with 97% of the population. We'll see what happens.)

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Elsewhere . . .

Here is some Barbie art I found online:


It's morbid and disturbing, but a tad humorous. I like it.