Doctor Jones, Bono, Frank Sinatra, and Jake Ryan


- We start out with a McSweeney's feature: Back From Yet Another Globetrotting Adventure, Indiana Jones Checks His Mail And Discovers That His Bid For Tenure Has Been Denied.

- Growing up we usually used the overtures of films, specifically musicals, to run for more snacks, visit to the bathroom, talk about how much we loved the film we were about to see, or as an excuse to exercise the fast-forward button on our VCR remote. In 2006, Jesse Green of the New York Times explained the demise of the overture (italics mine):

"The traditional curtain-down, unstaged overture presupposed that music was already something happening, something capable, all by itself, of holding people’s attention. That notion has been sorely tested in recent years. Producers and directors say they doubt the audience’s ability to perceive useful information encoded in orchestral sound. Decoding that information depends on the habit of listening to music for its own inherent expressiveness, without words, pictures or action: a habit that disappeared from mainstream American culture along with the piano in the parlor."

- Speaking of music, here's Bono's take on the New Year, courtesy of Ol' Blue Eyes:

"Is this knotted fist of a voice a clue to the next year? In the mist of uncertainty in your business life, your love life, your life life, why is Sinatra’s voice such a foghorn — such confidence in nervous times allowing you romance but knocking your rose-tinted glasses off your nose, if you get too carried away.

A call to believability.

A voice that says, “Don’t lie to me now.”"

(There's even a multimedia option in the left column where you can have Bono read the article to you. *Tiny swoon*)

- An essay by Hank Stuever on why Jake Ryan of Sixteen Candles is never coming to get you:

"The second way of talking through Jake-related issues is harder. It's about an ache, a loss. It's about the imperfection of life. In the movie, Ringwald's character muses on what a 16th birthday is supposed to be like: "A big Trans-Am in the driveway with a ribbon on it and some incredibly gorgeous guy you meet in France and you do it on a cloud without getting pregnant or herpes." In this way she is asking for a miracle and Jake is Christ, redeeming the evil sins of high school. Jake as the ideal. Jake as the eternal belief in something better. (Jake on the phone, leaving a message Samantha is temporarily fated not to receive: "Would it be possible for you to tell me if there is a Samantha Baker there, and if so, may I converse with her briefly?")"

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