
Colors not amplified, I promise.




Like a painting! One of the best of the year so far.
A place for my photos and thoughts and stuff.

Colors not amplified, I promise.




Like a painting! One of the best of the year so far.
34. MISSILE X: THE NEUTRON BOMB INCIDENT (1978)
Peter Graves stars as a sexy international man of mystery out to save the world. I’ll just stop there. That should be more than enough.
Verdict: Rifftrax made it bearable. Great fun, even.
See it here: Rifftrax version – https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SBz5b0tANzc
35. GAMMERA THE INVINCIBLE (1966)
An arctic expedition gone wrong. A enigmatic Eskimo carving. Clueless scientists. Panicky military personnel. A child with a turtle fetish. A guy dressed in a rubber turtle outfit stomping models of cities and power plants. This is indeed a film that has something for everyone.
Verdict: Terrific in all of the ways these kaiju movies are terrific.
See it here: The Rifftrax version is pretty hilarious, but honestly I would have enjoyed it without the riffing.
36. THE MAGNIFICENT SEVEN (1960)
Lots to love here, and just enough wrong with it to leave you vaguely disappointed. The annoying “young kid” character is unbearable. Leaving him and his stupid romantic subplot on the cutting room floor would solve most of the movie’s problems. But then you’ve only got the Magnificent Six, and that doesn’t quite have the same ring to it. Oh well.
Verdict: Good but not great. I don’t care what its reputation is.

Not a good picture but the only birds I saw that day.

Cute little flowers growing in the gravel.

No fish, rays, or jellyfish either.

See? No birds.

Lots of nice flowers though.

Sometimes the wildflowers are enough.

Thanks a lot truck and trailer hitch.

Thanks a lot ugly utility wires and ugly brown stucco.

Thanks a lot weeds, inconvenient shadows, and ugly tarp and graffiti.

OK, I got the heron flying, but never all of him in one shot

*Almost.*

Horsey touches everywhere.

The fountain, engraved with the names of the winners of the Santa Anita Handicap. Up to a point. They’re gonna need a bigger fountain.

Looking down judgmentally at all of the gambling going on.

One of the many statues in the paddock gardens.

I’ve always loved this pot.

Mare and foal topiary.

The paddock gardens really are beautiful.

They’re doing that public art thing with horses painted by various artists. I kind of liked this one. Sort of mod.
31. GIANT FROM THE UNKNOWN (1958)
False advertising. He’s not a giant, he’s maybe 6′ 3″. And he’s not from the unknown, he’s from 15th century Spain. And he also seems to have lumbago, so his attacks on the unsuspecting are like watching paint dry. This, in addition for the director’s penchant for long metal-detecting grid search sequences, make this one seem far, far, far longer than it’s brief running time.
Verdict: Meh.
See it here (with the guys from Rifftrax): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l5d0OEyA6Dc
32. JUNGLE GODDESS (1948)

Oh, but this is a dreary, unpleasant little ditty. But at least the flying sequences are done with little model planes on perfectly visible strings. So there’s that. That’s literally the best thing about it.
Verdict: Trust me when I say that you can go ahead and miss this.
See it here (via Mystery Science Theatre 3000): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AdCocIrY864
33. THE ROYAL TENENBAUMS (2002)
Wes Anderson’s movies are an acquired taste, but I acquired it long ago not just because of his wacky/wonderful visual aesthetic, but because of the heart that he puts into his work. This is a story of familial dysfunction, disappointment, betrayal, forgiveness and redemption, and it’s weirdly moving and brutally funny in all kinds of unexpected ways.
Verdict: Wonderful, and a potential HoF member. I have to see it a few times more to make completely sure.

Training great Charlie Whittingham and his dog Toby.

All-time Santa Anita stakes winner John Henry, humble of origin, plain of form, fleet of foot, and evil of temper.

Breeder’s Cup championships will be held here in November, and I am to be there.

The immortal “people’s horse”, Seabiscuit.

Zenyatta, the Queen of Racing. Saw her in person many times. There will never be another like her.

One of the carriage horses that carries the stewards to their posts. He wanted candy, but I only had carrots. Can’t you sense his disappointment?

Headed to the paddock to get saddled.

Looking ready for a race.

On his toes.

Friendly lead pony would only eat mints. He rejected the carrot I offered. Can you sense his disappointment?

Photo op featuring a cardboard cutout of the great Flightline and Flavien Prat.

Flightline rejected my carrot also.

Santa Anita – built in the mid-1930s – is pure art deco heaven…

Look at those beautiful friezes and those curves….

Grandstand windows and wonderful wrought iron detailing…

The clubhouse…

Also the clubhouse…

Another look at the friezes. I’ve always loved them.

Entrance to the paddock and beyond, the jockey’s room.

Asiatic lilies gone wild!


With dog, for scale.

Yellows…

Reds…

Pinks…

And one weirdo that can’t decide…
There were also a few whites that I missed. The day-glo orange ones did not make an appearance this year.