Happy Crispinmas!
Apr. 20th, 2006 09:36 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kleenexwomanApril 20th has been dubbed "Crispinmas" by a small but significant portion of my friendslist. I like this. I heartily endorse this holiday to anyone looking to take a day off work.
Many interesting things happened on this day. Hitler was born, for example. And Jimmy Carter was attacked by a giant swimming rabbit. Dylan Klebold and Eric Harris killed a bunch of kids they did not like, therefore casting immense suspicion upon every other antisocial kidlet in the nation. Bram Stoker died, leaving behind a new ideal of sexy vampires that would later lead to Anne Rice's all-too-explicable success. It's also National Toke-Up day, National High-Five Day, and National Love-A-Teen Day. (Are you surprised by this sequence at all? I'm not.)
And Crispin, of course, was born. Just the once. Without celebrating it twice or whatever the stupid rumour is.
Today is a day for all sorts of weirdness and thought. Crispin's birthday is simply a good representative for that. Also, he is 42, which is Special for different reasons entirely.
Rather than blabber on about philosophy and aesthetics and whatnot, which was what I was going to do to justify the presence of a big "CRISPINMAS!" written in red on my Edward Gorey calendar, I present you with some pretty pictures.
Small Crispin. Clearly, his propensity towards suits began early.
As the jittery, bossy Layne in "River's Edge."
I'm not sure what this is from, but I got it from![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
rockstarsex, who's good for this kind of thing.
Someone made spray-paint stencils of Bartleby.
Looking intimidated by the scary bearded man.
I'd like to know exactly what caught his attention here. Superman? A lemur? Sam Rockwell wearing nothing but the fuzzy handcuffs Crispin put on him the night before?
Nicholas Cage doesn't seem to notice that his date has turned into a zombie at the premiere of "Willard."
Eyebrow-boy doesn't know what Crispin is doing in his picture. Crispin doesn't seem to know either, but damned if he's not going to smile politely while he figures it out.
He looks so happy, like someone asked a question he'd been waiting years to answer.
Looking like he wants to eat the award he's just been presented with.
"Do I really want these people to be my in-laws?" NO.
Giving the Blue Steel look with Werner Herzog and...Mrs. Herzog, probably. I wish I had a larger version of this picture.
I'm not sure where this is from, but I like the contrast of the foreground and muted red background.
Famous shot from "Willard." I'm always struck by how young he looks here.
Actually, without the wig and bizarre makeup, this outfit would look damn good on him. Courtney looks like she's going to a Halloween party at a frat house.
This one is marginally better.
Miraculous grilled codger!
Sideburns sharp enough to cut ya.
Also fromrockstarsex. Old-fashioned and pretty and a tad spooky, what with the ghost hands.
I keep thinking he's in a red velvet straitjacket on this magazine cover. Don't know why.
I made this macro a while ago. It's from "High School U.S.A.," a goofy, fun made-for-TV movie that has robots, car races, revenge-of-the-nerds, old Nazis, Michael J. Fox looking like a 12-year-old girl, and a ridiculously cute tard!Crispin. Lew sent me the movie, Seth did the screencaps. I just added the catchphrase.
That bump in the blanket makes it look like Darth Vader caught him in the middle of...something.
Does it look to anyone else like Marty's trying to kiss him? Is this just me and my slash-colored glasses?
(Last two added in becauseanivad reminded me. Thanks!)
Many interesting things happened on this day. Hitler was born, for example. And Jimmy Carter was attacked by a giant swimming rabbit. Dylan Klebold and Eric Harris killed a bunch of kids they did not like, therefore casting immense suspicion upon every other antisocial kidlet in the nation. Bram Stoker died, leaving behind a new ideal of sexy vampires that would later lead to Anne Rice's all-too-explicable success. It's also National Toke-Up day, National High-Five Day, and National Love-A-Teen Day. (Are you surprised by this sequence at all? I'm not.)
And Crispin, of course, was born. Just the once. Without celebrating it twice or whatever the stupid rumour is.
Today is a day for all sorts of weirdness and thought. Crispin's birthday is simply a good representative for that. Also, he is 42, which is Special for different reasons entirely.
Rather than blabber on about philosophy and aesthetics and whatnot, which was what I was going to do to justify the presence of a big "CRISPINMAS!" written in red on my Edward Gorey calendar, I present you with some pretty pictures.
Small Crispin. Clearly, his propensity towards suits began early.
As the jittery, bossy Layne in "River's Edge."
I'm not sure what this is from, but I got it from
rockstarsex, who's good for this kind of thing. Someone made spray-paint stencils of Bartleby.
Looking intimidated by the scary bearded man.
I'd like to know exactly what caught his attention here. Superman? A lemur? Sam Rockwell wearing nothing but the fuzzy handcuffs Crispin put on him the night before?
Nicholas Cage doesn't seem to notice that his date has turned into a zombie at the premiere of "Willard."
Eyebrow-boy doesn't know what Crispin is doing in his picture. Crispin doesn't seem to know either, but damned if he's not going to smile politely while he figures it out.
He looks so happy, like someone asked a question he'd been waiting years to answer.
Looking like he wants to eat the award he's just been presented with.
"Do I really want these people to be my in-laws?" NO.
Giving the Blue Steel look with Werner Herzog and...Mrs. Herzog, probably. I wish I had a larger version of this picture.
I'm not sure where this is from, but I like the contrast of the foreground and muted red background.
Famous shot from "Willard." I'm always struck by how young he looks here.
Actually, without the wig and bizarre makeup, this outfit would look damn good on him. Courtney looks like she's going to a Halloween party at a frat house.
This one is marginally better.
Miraculous grilled codger!
Sideburns sharp enough to cut ya.
Also from
rockstarsex. Old-fashioned and pretty and a tad spooky, what with the ghost hands. I keep thinking he's in a red velvet straitjacket on this magazine cover. Don't know why.
I made this macro a while ago. It's from "High School U.S.A.," a goofy, fun made-for-TV movie that has robots, car races, revenge-of-the-nerds, old Nazis, Michael J. Fox looking like a 12-year-old girl, and a ridiculously cute tard!Crispin. Lew sent me the movie, Seth did the screencaps. I just added the catchphrase.
That bump in the blanket makes it look like Darth Vader caught him in the middle of...something.
Does it look to anyone else like Marty's trying to kiss him? Is this just me and my slash-colored glasses?
(Last two added in because
anivad reminded me. Thanks!) 
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Date: 2006-04-20 01:51 pm (UTC)(What... no BTTF pics?)
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Date: 2006-04-20 01:59 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-04-20 03:29 pm (UTC)Last one: yes.
And, you are awesome at captioning. ^_^
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Date: 2006-04-20 03:58 pm (UTC)It's not stalking if you're going to marry him!
Date: 2006-04-20 04:41 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-04-20 05:07 pm (UTC)[red velvet straitjacket. oh gods..!]
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Date: 2006-04-20 08:28 pm (UTC)i'm going to have to nab some of these pics when I get home... I have most of them but I have a devious new plan to send the Nic Cage one to a friend of mine who loathes Nic Cage and doesn't really dig Crispin either, cuz it'll really creep her out :)
mmmm... I love the pic of him as Layne, that's actually probably my favorite role of his...
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Date: 2006-04-21 01:11 am (UTC)AND you had some pics I'd never seen! MMMMMMMM, oh, the red background one. It kind of looks like he got trapped in an upscale gay sex club and he's look around, checking things out...
And Marty is so trying to kiss him.
I heart Layne.
Also...
Date: 2006-04-21 01:12 am (UTC)You don't want to know how much this made me laugh. See, when they buy each other cars, they're really saying "I love you!" *snerk*
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Date: 2006-04-21 11:40 am (UTC)You are so right. I have no idea what it's actually from, but this is the only scenario it could possibly be.
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Date: 2006-04-22 07:12 pm (UTC)1935, age 0: well, nothing much happened, probably.
1942, age 7: okay, ditto.
1949, age 14: moved to Memphis.
1956, age 21: hit it big nationally, although by that point the magic of Uncle Sam Phillips had dissipated and the evil snakelike charms of Colonel Parker had moved in.
1963, age 28: pretty much hit rock-bottom with regard to crappy zoned-out beach-bunny movies (though Charro!, the Elvis Western, was still a few years off). There is a theory with some credence among those who like to write and rock and write about rock that it was absolutely necessary for Elvis to go into the army and become a B-movie zombie for most of the span of the awful 1960s; it allowed him to stay perfectly preserved while all the Beatley sillines and everything related to baby-boomer peak-year stupidity was going on, so that he could return in full glory in 1969, by which point Led Zeppelin had also taken flight and squashed all those fucking hippies. But that's a story for another day.
1970, age 35: Er, see above. He'd gone Vegas, but was everything splendiferous and super-zowie and magically Elvicious -- read, vulgar and perfectly, wonderfully, 200-proof American -- that he could be.
1977, age 42: Forgets to take his fiber pill and ends up munching carpet in the bathroom at Graceland, so to speak. Elvis is dead. Or is he?