"Jessica, stop carrying your baby in that bag. Your mother told you to stop doing that!"

...just one of many priceless lines screeched in Paul Morrisey's film, HEAT. If you have never seen it, have a twisted sense of humor and an interest in the depraved Andy Warhol set of the late 60's to early 70's --- you simply must see it! Sylvia Miles is just awesome and Joe Dallesandro was so very pretty! Pat Ast is fantastic and scary all at once.

However, I feel that it is Andrea Feldman as "Jessica" who steals the whole movie. I love her line readings --- she gives what I now must count as one of my fave film performances! The line listed as the title of this posting is delivered by Joe to Ms. Feldman who casually walks into frame carrying an old beach bag from which she pulls out a baby ---- essentially tossing the poor infant into Joe's lap.

Is HEAT cinema so very bad it is good or cinema that is so very good it is just bad for us to watch? I care not! I loved every minute of it. Sadly, I just read on the Internet Movie Dbase that Andrea Feldman killed herself shortly after they filmed the movie. Sad. You know, she was also quite good in the role of the rich acid addict in the other infamous Morrisey film, TRASH.

On a much more merry note -- Dusty is doing quite well. The poor little thing wants to be held all of the time, but she has more energy and ate a meal today. We would like to get her to drink more water, but I suspect she is going to be even better by tomorrow. I know that this procedure is really normal, but there is something about it that just seems mean to me. In referene to Manhattan hottie, Jon, comment to my posting from yesterday --- I can't stand the concept of declawing a cat. However, I totally understand why a pet owner might have to do that. Somehow, it just seems wrong. However, I wouldn't much enjoy dealing with puppy tampons. No, I would not do well with that at all!

I am listening to the new Maki Nomiya CD, "Dress Code" --- I really like it. It gives off the musical vibe that it is 1968 and you are probably sitting in some smoke filled lounge at the airport in Japan listening to Maki and her band perform as you sip some silly drink out of a ridiculously huge glass. You are probably wearing a silk scarf which matches your way fab collar-less dinner jacket.

I had the hardest time figuring out how to order her new CD from the Japan Amazon.com and I am still not quite sure how much I paid. Oh well, it is worth it. Following the guidance of my favorite UK dude, Tim, I also purchased "Pizzicato Five '85" which is so cool. Their cover of Simon and Garfunkle's "The 59th Street Bridge Song" is really inspired.

I wonder -- does anyone know how old Ms. Nomiya is at this point? She must be in her early 40's at the very least. Maybe I am wrong. While a bit too thin, she still looks very glamorous and cool. But then, would one expect any less? ...I do not think so. Seems like I may have been a part of a blog conversation about this several months ago, but I am not sure.

Well, I am about to watch a Claude Chabrol film from 1988 staring my fave, Isabelle Huppert. I am sure it will be fantastic, but I doubt it will be as much fun as HEAT. Then, it will be off to bed. Karl has to work tomorrow and I will be staying home watching our Princess Perfect.

Hope everyone is enjoying their weekend!