Tomorrow is the Coney Island Mermaid Parade
(which I’ve mentioned previously
). Apparently Flansburgh misspoke — he and his fellow Might-Be-Giant, Linnell, will not
be filling King Neptune’s throne; instead, that honor goes to Harvey Keitel(!) and Daphna(?). Fingers crossed that the rain holds off for one day.
Meanwhile, this weekend’s midnight movie at the Sunshine Cinema
, possibly the last good film Ron Howard ever directed,* with Daryl Hannah as the mermaid, Tom Hanks as a lovelorn produce wholesaler, John Candy as his feckless brother, and Eugene Levy as an obsessed cryptozoologist. As a kid I spent many, many hours in pools trying to mimic Hannah’s dolphin-style swimming technique, so I’m definitely going to take the opportunity to see this one again on a big screen, though I suspect some of the jokes will have aged badly.*** Okay, I’ll give you Parenthood and Apollo 13.
** Holy smoke, according to IMDB it’s a quarter-century old!