A 21-year-old man with piercing blue eyes, chiselled face, smooth olive skin, tight rippled stomach and deep Latino accent tends to smuggle commercial quantities of cocaine if he’s not involved in a murder conspiracy. (From the Spanish movies El Niño and Marshland) Click here to see who I’m talking about. Jesús Castro. At the 2015 Spanish Film…
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Mar
One way I learned Spanish was reading Argentina’s constitution. Section 16 begins: The Argentine Nation admits neither blood nor birth prerogatives: there are neither personal privileges nor titles of nobility. All its inhabitants are equal before the law, and admissible to employment without any other requirement than their ability. I also looked at signs. On…
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Mar
Swimming in Antarctica? Doing the Polar Plunge? No problem! They said Deception Island had thermal springs. The deception was that the Polar Plunge meant a plunge in the water beyond the thermal springs. Which was not thermal. Witness my first courageous effort here. In my post on The King and I, I discussed how a reviewer saw the movie Once is Not…
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Mar
Have I become more camp over the years? Exhibit A: The Chris Evert fake rhinestone frilly knickers from Perth’s 1999 Pride Parade. Exhibit B: The blue wig I wore on Rose Hancock Porteous’ reality TV show. Sadly for some, copyright issues prevent me from sharing that with you. Exhibit C: Gertrude my pet fox. Sadly for some,…
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Feb
In 1952, Gene Kelly starred in Singin’ in the Rain, widely considered one of the greatest movies of all time. It got two Oscar® nominations, winning neither. It might be tempting to say that the Academy of Motion Arts and Sciences doesn’t treat musicals kindly, but the previous year, another Gene Kelly movie – An…
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Feb
At every performance of my Fringe show, the three life lessons from the Spanish Film Festival got laughs: If a man keeps sending you flowers, he’s probably going to die soon, so don’t make any effort. (From the Spanish movie Flowers) A room in a Colombian love hotel is brighter than a room in a Buenos Aires…
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Feb
There’s a theory that you must be in Northbridge to do well at Fringe. My show is in Mount Hawthorn, but I’ve been getting such a warm reaction from the wonderful packed crowds: first at my previews, and now at Thursday’s opening. It’s so affirming and beautiful. I thought I’d see lots of people who knew each other – and…
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Feb
