Via a series of high-tech machinations which, at the moment, sheer common sense constrains me from describing in detail, I am now the proud possessor of a multi-region Blu-ray DVD player, which means I can finally see the BFI Blu-ray of Antonioni's The Red Desert, and man, it sure is looking good. The above shot is the best I could do with my current Blu-ray capture set-up (e.g., namely, a camera). Having succeeded, I now eagerly await Region B Blu-rays of Lester's The Bed Sitting Room, Pasolini's Canterbury Tales, a collection of Jeff Keen shorts, Le pacte des loups, and more. As one internet bigwig likes to say, "Heh."
More will be revealed when it seems safer to do so. My paranoia is spurred in part by Jeffrey Wells' putting up, and then almost immediately taking down, a post on the selfsame topic earlier today. Struck me as a bit Three Days of the Condor. What can I tell you.
The real housewives of New Jersey remain unimpressed in any case.