Tony H
@tonyhightower
New Yorker in Paris. I run, I dad, I won reasonably big on Jeopardy & Millionaire (and Cash Cab) in a previous life. Serious @joannascutts.bsky.social stan. He/him.
📽 #LastFourWatched #LetterboxdFriday I liked everything I saw this week, because either (1) I only watch things I enjoy, (2) I'm keen to see the good in things and people and the art they make, or (3) I'm a sucker.
Happy Letterboxd Friday! I never remember to do this, but I'm procrastinating pre-dinner, so here: two excellent shorts, a surprisingly silly 60s Jules et Jim knockoff, and a phenomenal doc about an unfinished Romy Schneider classic. Links in alt text. #LetterboxdFriday #LastFourWatched #Filmsky
That warm feeling when someone I know is quote-dunking on someone clearly deserving of it, and to me the reskeet looks like this:
Post a perfect album from the 90s that isn't Nirvana, Soundgarden, Pearl Jam or Alice in Chains.
So I've been looking to blow up my #letterboxd Top Four for a while. I still love all these films unreservedly, but those faves have been static for a bit, and I feel the need to shake things up. Maybe get out of the 1960s a bit too, in either direction.
Some perfectly serviceable duck soup in Montmartre. Hope you're having a good night.
Screw it, I'm in. It's been a great year for seeing tons of quality films.
Good evening from windy, early-wintery Paris. I hope you're warm and dry, wherever you are.
Lisbon Marathon morning. Pre-dawn. It's misty; they're predicting rayon on the course, which would be so welcome. This is the time on Sprockets where I question every decision I ever made.
After a week in NYC, we're with some friends outside of Boston for a few days. Tonight's cocktail: The Andover Fist. - 1 part bourbon - 2 parts San Pellegrino Limonata Shake with ice, garnish with mint. #cocktailsky #cocktails
No, that's Bodacious. Bodega is a famous Renaissance painter. You know, this guy.
Name a time travel movie that is not ‘Back To The Future’🎥📽️⏰🖤 TIME AFTER TIME. As a result of seeing this movie as a kid, my imaginary friend was HG Wells, who had just shown up and needed explanation about what had happened in the last century.