Baron: "I hate clowns!" Clown: "I hate barons!"--He Who Gets Slapped
Dreamed of a non-existen scene in Lawrence of Arabia where Lawrence and company were tipped off to an Arab uprising and suppressed it off-screen, then they tried to keep the news from a (World War II-era!) Arab woman who worked at headquarters, and were given the news in an envelope as they left work; a proposal to extend the New York City subway eastward and the Boston subway westward until they met; Alice in Wonderland escorting a school group to a Melbourne convention in 1849.
The rest of the family left to visit Kingston, so I got the house to myself for the weekend.
Returned the videos.
Dinner was McDonald's.
Saw Victor Sjostrom's great silent melodrama He Who Gets Slapped at the Cinematheque. Lon Chaney was brilliant as a clown warped by betrayal, who ultimately achieves a grotesque redemption. (Vincent Price said he played "men besieged by fate and out for revenge," and you could say the same about Chaney.) With the great sleazy actor Tully Marshall as an Italian nobleman reduced to basically pimping his daughter.
Finished The Great Freginald and started Melvyn Bragg's The Adventure of English: Biography of a Language.
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