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Tonight on Eric’s Insomniac Theater: “The Incredible Shrinking Man” (1957)!

Hey kids — don’t go running through any radioactive mists!  That’s the message of 1957’s “The Incredible Shrinking Man.”  Okay … it’s actually a little more complicated than that.   Grant Williams’ titular doomed protagonist was exposed first to insecticides, and then to the mist a couple of weeks later — so it was sort of a one-two toxic punch.  (I am linking here, by the way, to the Video Detective channel on Youtube for the trailer below.)

This movie rocked my world when I was a first- or second-grader.  It was the sort of thing that aired periodically on weekend television in the early 1980’s.  I’ll never forget the awe I felt … along with confusion at the abstract closing narration.  What did all that mean?  What happens to him next?

I was surprised to learn tonight that this was adapted from a Richard Matheson novel.  (He also wrote this screenplay adaptation.)

It’s … actually pretty good!  It holds up surprisingly well over time.  And the simple special effects are nonetheless effective.  (I’ll bet the props and sets people had a lot of fun designing giant objects to make Williams appear progressively smaller by comparison.)

Fun stuff.


“Nothing,” by Eric Robert Nolan

Empty are her open palms. Oblivion
rises in her irises.
All her inaudible words
are whispers now in storms of empty space.
Her recollection
is a chaos of absences.

Even her hair is empty sky, black and shining both, unreachable beside me, the unattainable stars, cascading night.

(c) Eric Robert Nolan 2023


Photo credit: Sarah Marie Jones, CC BY-SA 3.0 <https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0&gt;, via Wikimedia Commons, “Female nude portrait (cropped” [Further cropped by Eric Robert Nolan with creator’s permission via Wikimedia Commons]

Feeling clawstrophobic …

Remember that buddy of mine who tried otter a couple of weeks ago?  He’s cooking with chicken claws tonight.

I don’t mean that he was born with chicken claws and is preparing a dish; I mean chicken claws are on the menu — for … chicken bone broth, I think?  I’m pretty sure I have ADHD; sometimes I just smile and nod when this dude says things, and I’m not really following.

If I take off my glasses, they actually look like jumbo shrimp.  Which I can only imagine would be an unfortunate mistake for someone to make.


Weird weather.

I just got back from downtown Roanoke — you could easily get away with a t-shirt.  It was like this last night too, and earlier this week.  This is the mildest winter I can remember.

This is the end of February, people.  I honestly wonder if we will not get snow in Roanoke this year at all.  I can remember being surprised just a few years ago that I could wear a t-shirt outside at the end of October.

It’s just so striking.

Throwback Thursday: Bazooka gum!!

It was always the cheapest candy at the store — it cost a nickel in the 1980’s, if memory serves.  And you got a free comic strip too, along with a fortune!!  We had an unwritten rule on the street I grew up on — you had to pass the comic around to whatever kids you were with so that they could read it too.

It tasted pretty damned good too.

They actually stopped including the comic strips in 2012, and now there are puzzles in the wrapper.  (Rome burns.)  But now, confusingly, you can buy a “wallet pack” of the gum in which they do include the comics?

I got a bunch of it in my Christmas candy.  That was awesome.


Photo credit: Parka Lewis at English Wikipedia, CC BY-SA 3.0 <https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0&gt;, via Wikimedia Commons

He wants you to scratch his belly here, I think.

I just found this picture cleaning out some computer files.  It’s from … 2017, I think?  Was that when we had the locusts?  I don’t know.  I’m losing track of all the various portents and apocalyptic events.

I know the whole raining frogs thing hasn’t happened yet.  That I would have remembered.