Eddie Selover
@eddieselover
Author, storyteller, TED speaker, coach. Writing a surprisingly wild bio of Basil Rathbone [UPK, 2027]. Love the arts, spiritual seeking, touching grass. Dislike fascism, late-stage capitalism, monosexism, orthodoxy (they're all the same thing). 🍸♊️🦄
This movie needed to be much nastier and lowdown, and if your lead is supposed to be a ruthless Casanova, why on earth would you cast bland, hopelessly "nice" Robert Young? Despite some good moments, Young is just too lightweight for Noir. #TCMParty #NoirAlley #TheyWontBelieveMe
RIP to tenor sax legend Plas Johnson. A member of the family, in a way.
This is who runs this account. It's the Kennedy era and he's already had enough of this nonsense.
Gotta say, I wasn't really feeling it yesterday. You know, what with [gestures at everything]... Whaddaya say we postpone our Independence Day / Semiquincentennial celebration until... I don't know... how does Nov. 3 sound?
After exactly 50 years of being employed at various companies, I officially retired today. I will be open to select freelance offers in a few weeks when I sober up.
Pro Tip for the Democratic Party. For now, America has spoken about what it wants in a president: a white hetero dude with a sense of showmanship. All this dude has to do is turn everyone's festering grievance against MAGA, and make sure the Trump Trials are entertaining. Vengeance = big box office!
The reason the MAGA "vandalism" narrative about the Reflecting Pool works so well, despite being transparently false, is because of racism. Rightwingers think POC are all criminals, and Democrats are their enablers. Corruption and Trump's other white collar crimes get a pass.
Celebrating Gemini birthdays: Two icons of 50s comedy, Jane Russell and Judy Holliday. Both were at their best with a partner to bounce off of—like their fellow Geminis Marilyn Monroe and Dean Martin.
Wait, I need a third option that reads "Go fuck yourself, you decaying old piñata full of scybala."
Celebrating Gemini birthdays: Errol Flynn, the movies' greatest swashbuckler, here with his most memorable antagonist Basil Rathbone (another Gem). In his memoir, BR painted an affectionate and incisive portrait of Flynn, noting both his sensitivity and his self-destructive tendencies.
Celebrating Gemini birthdays: Pauline Kael, the most perceptive, articulate, and enthusiastic film critic of them all. I love her corrosive wit, her disdain for fancy "artiness" and academics, her power of description, and her unapologetic but unstressed feminism.
Celebrating Gemini birthdays: Paul McCartney. I've always had a special love for his solo work—particularly the confused, angry, grieving work he did from 1970 to 1973. When he abandons his glib cheeriness and works through more complicated feelings, he's a truly great writer.
I went through the new LA County Museum of Art yesterday. A lovely campus has been destroyed... making way for a concrete monstrosity that shoves art and curation aside for multiple examples of outrageous ego and hubris. It's like Trump's White House: bullying and graceless and proudly stupid.
Celebrating Gemini birthdays: Harriet Beecher Stowe, who with one novel single-handedly turned U.S. sentiment against slavery and precipitated the Civil War. Her amazing achievement has been minimized and denigrated ever since... no prizes for guessing why.
Celebrating Gemini birthdays: Basil Rathbone in the role of Paris, in 1913 when he was about to turn 21. Soon promoted to the lead, he would become the foremost Romeo of his generation.
My city, coming together in its saddest but most beautiful moment after the Pulse shooting, a decade ago. Back then we said "more love, less hate," and that sentiment is even more urgent now.
Today we took a tour of the 100-year-old Los Angeles public library. And I gotta say: joint has some nice lamps.
Celebrating Gemini birthdays: Hattie McDaniel. Winner of one of the most deserved Oscars in history, for helping to hold a four-hour movie together with her wit and warmth. She is the audience surrogate in GWTW, with a more clear eyed view of what's going on than any other character.
Celebrating Gemini birthdays: Cole Porter, the best songwriter of his era. "In the Still of the Night," to take one example of his genius, fuses words and music into one continuous flight; it feels effortless but it's so difficult to sing that the man he wrote it for, Nelson Eddy, refused to do it.
Celebrating Gemini birthdays: Frank Lloyd Wright. Lots to love about this pioneering artist, including the unerring beauty of his eye. But maybe my favorite thing about him is that he designed his most radical project, the Guggenheim Museum, in his 80s. I think about that a lot as I get older.
It's kind of appropriate that his meltdown happened on Meet the Press, cause his face looks like a grilled cheese sandwich. 
Celebrating Gemini birthdays: Prince. Absolute ruler of gender bending, poly lust and androgynous zones. When asked to explain this, he replied that he was "a true Gemini" and that's the best way to understand him.
Post a TV show that starts with the letter F One season in 1987 and it's stayed with me for 40 years.
Celebrating Gemini birthdays: Jimmie Lunsford. Bandleader extraordinaire, who added a wild dramatic energy to his swing records. Nobody—and I mean nobody—has ever improved on his original version of the Arlen/Mercer classic Blues in the Night.