
Wishing a very quick recovery for Joe Sinnott’s son Mark, who underwent successful coronary bypass surgery today.

Wishing a very quick recovery for Joe Sinnott’s son Mark, who underwent successful coronary bypass surgery today.
I recently played my big sister’s original American copy of the 1966 Beatles album Revolver.* It’s in mono, and I was surprised by how good it sounds, considering the damage it endured. Here’s ‘Good Day Sunshine’.
Monitoring the playback with Audacity, I was impressed with how dynamic the sound is. There’s no compression going on here.
For comparison, here is the official online copy of the song.
Looking at the peaks, some loudness compression was apparently added to the recording. The 2009 mono Beatles set reportedly was transferred from the master tapes with dynamic range left intact, so perhaps this is a YouTube effect.
Okay, so let’s find out. What about ‘Good Day Sunshine’ when played from the Beatles 2009 CD mono box set? No loudness compression is confirmed.
* A 60-year-old record on a 50-year-old turntable, with a 30-year-old cartridge and a relatively new stylus.
I saw one reviewer call WWII movies “dad bait.” Victim as charged. This time on Netflix.
This is the supremely sexy and tempting Louise Brooks, on the prowl in Ocala, Florida, one hundred years ago.
Louise was sporting her famous “bob” haircut, a style that was actually popularized in the Roaring Twenties by flapper girl Colleen Moore. Prue’s old friend Vidal Sassoon brought the bob cut back into fashion during the Sixties.
From 1926, It’s the Old Army Game was filmed in various locations. Ocala is of particular interest because that was the hometown of Prue’s late friends Mike O’Neal and his actor brother Patrick. Also, I thought one of my blog followers might be interested in seeing a bit of Ocala as it was so long ago.
Here’s the complete movie, from the year Joe Sinnott was born. W.C. Fields co-stars with Louise.
And here’s the entire record that gets clipped short in the first video. The song ‘The Very Thought of You’ is heard prominently in Casablanca.
What Oppenheimer is to atomic fission, and The Imitation Game is to cryptography, Pressure is to meteorology. Going in, all I knew was the movie is about the weather forecast for D-Day, and the leading role is played by the excellent actor Andrew Scott.
All three movies depict uniquely brilliant men whose difficult personalities must be tolerated because of their essential importance to the war effort. In Pressure, the man at the center of the narrative is British meteorologist James Stagg.
Once the movie gets going, other historical figures are given generous chunks of screen time. Brendan Fraser is solid as a too portly Eisenhower. More impressive is Damian Lewis as Field Marshall Montgomery.
The big surprise for me was Kerry Condon, who I knew only from Better Call Saul. When I realized who she was portraying, I almost blurted out, “That’s Kay Summersby!”
Who would have thought that Eisenhower’s driver and personal secretary would ever be featured so prominently in a major motion picture? Condon flatters Summersby in a subtle and luminous performance, as someone who deserves to be lifted out of historical obscurity almost as much as Stagg himself.
As portrayed in the movie, in today’s view Summersby was Ike’s work wife. The extent of their relationship in private is the stuff of historical conjecture. Condon portrays Kay as highly competent, on top of every detail at every moment. Her interpersonal skill set includes knowing how to “manage men.”
The close connection and rapport between Ike and Kay is firmly established as a given at the outset. This makes the finely tuned scenes where Summersby gradually wins over Stagg, and then convinces Ike to put his confidence in Stagg’s ability, highlights for me. Others may be more interested in the professional conflict between Stagg and American meteorologist Irving Krick.
Want to know how D-Day turned out? Watch to find out!
I give Pressure ★★★★★
P.S. This post following one about Trump harming scientific weather forecasting isn’t coincidental.