The sun also rises, and the sun goes down*

by chuckofish

The temperature has fluctuated mightily of late, but I went ahead and planted geraniums in the pots on my front porch (before Mother’s Day!) and I think they’ll be okay.

I have had a quiet week compared to last week and my weekend will be likewise sedate. No impending social events beyond the usual Sunday family get-together. I will use some of the time to catch up on the Errol Flynn movies I DVR’d over the month of April when he was the TCM Star of the Month. Many of these movies I have not seen since I watched “Errol Flynn Theater” on Sunday afternoons during my childhood. Some of the ones I have watched are better than I remembered.

I liked Desperate Journey (1942) which follows the crew of a downed British bomber as they escape from their Nazi captors with Top Secret intelligence. The desperate journey they make to get out of Germany alive is exciting and full of derring-do. The cast of Warner Brothers A-teamers is excellent and includes Ronald Reagan in a scene-stealing part.

I also liked Objective, Burma! (1945) which is a gritty WWII adventure about a platoon of special ops who parachute into the remote Burmese jungle to destroy a strategic Japanese radar station, but find that getting back out isn’t easy.

The Master of Ballantrae (1953) is an entertaining swashbuckler loosely based on the novel by Robert Louis Stevenson. Filmed in technicolor in England and Scotland, it exhibits high production values and its stars, Errol Flynn and Roger Livesey, look great in their costumes and seem to be enjoying themselves.

No, it’s not Captain Blood, but it’s not bad.

As I have noted before, our mother was a huge fan of Errol Flynn and it really bothered her that he ruined his career and his looks with his lifestyle and heavy drinking. (He died at age 50 in 1959.) She basically wrote off all his movies after the mid-1940s. She had a point, but I would argue that some of his later movies are not that bad and, really, compared to a lot of actors, he looked good right up to the end. It’s just that he started out so great. Sigh.

EF playing his hero John Barrymore in Too Much, Too Soon (1958)

I liked this post about how people, as they age, just want to remain useful and bear fruit. The author even quotes from Psalm 92 which I also did last week.

I love reading about guys like this.

I also liked this post about Elon Musk buying Twitter (although the writer uses ‘pretty’ as a modifier way too much.) “Lest we forget, it seems that Elon Musk got it in his head—at least in part—to purchase Twitter when Twitter gave a temporary suspension to the Babylon Bee.”

I love it. Never underestimate the Bee.

*Ecclesiastes 1: 5