Robert Muraine: He Made Memorial Weekend Memoriable

Over the long weekend we, bored but adventurous, watched all two-and-a-half hours of Fellini's 81/2 on DVD again – but this time in Italian without the distraction of English subtitles and, intermittently accessing the commentary, learned that the beautiful Anouk Aimee had her long and luscious eyelashes scissored in an attempt to make her unattractive. We also watched the amazing Robert Muraine's audition on So You Think You Can Dance, our new favorite reality show, which we'll be watching slavishly (if only to see the hilarious judges). We enjoyed Muraine twice: once on TiVo at a friend's house and again when the show was rebroadcast last night. We were sorry we didn't record it so we could watch him again to erase the foul images and voices of both Denise Richards and Dina Lohan from our head after tuning in to the launches of their vulgar reality shows last night. Both came off not only as the media whores they are, but also perhaps as actual whores.

The Weekend Docket (continued)

We also like this at the Erotic Museum: 13 Inches of John Holmes. His birthday is/was August 8, 1944, so the event is on Sunday. Yeah, the EM has a clever curator, what with the 15 and 13.

Obviously, the kids aren't going with you to see John Holmes' exhibitionism, but they sure will enjoy the dead bodies on exhibit at the California Space Center. It's Body Worlds: The Anatomical Exhibition of Real Human Bodies. Daily through January.

How 'bout that California Truck Jamboree? Or the Huntington Beach X Games X.

The 5th Annual Festival of Fantasy, Horror, Sci-fi & Animation at the American Cinemtateque on the Walk of Fame sounds like too much fun if you like fantasy, horror, sci-fi & animation. All of us here like some of it, some of us here like all of it, but not all of us here like all of it.

We also recommend that you visit one of LA County's beaches this weekend while they're still here (more). You might not be able to smoke near the ocean anymore, but I think they still allow dogs to shit on the sand. And, so far, soda cans and candy wrappers may be strewn.

The Weekend Docket (Friday)

To commemorate his August 6, 1928 birthday, the Erotic Museum, at 6741 Hollywood Boulevard, a block east of Highland, is presenting :15 Minutes of Andy Warhol. We like this as an event you should attend, so we're posting it separately so you can find something to wear and get there. It's tonight, from 9 - midnight. Hurry.

The Weekend Docket

Normally (or occasionally, it seems) in this space I tell you what to do over the next two days. Today, I'm telling you what we are going to do. Nicole Flowers and Liz Carriere, from accounting, for example, claim they'll "be partying this weekend until Monday. We will be enjoying a weekend of spa and pleasure at the most expensive places around LA." They're not lesbians; it's their birthdays, Liz's following on the heels of Nicole's.

Some of the WOW staff who are not having birthdays have made plans and bought tickets to see k.d. lang and Rufus Wainwright perform Saturday night at the Hollywood Bowl, with the Los Angeles Philharmonic. Of course, the legendary Rev. Al Green is performing the same night at the Greek Theatre in Griffith Park. WOW tape operator Laura Shady is torn between the two concerts on Saturday, but is going to the Hollywood Farmers Market on Sunday afternoon. She'll run into Robin Nelson there. Robin will have spent Saturday, starting at noon, organizing a community meeting to save the Belmont Subway Tunnel and Graffiti Park (1304 W. 2nd street) from loft developers and Starbucks.

Moye Ishimoto will see Harold and Kumar Go to White Castle sometime over the weekend because, she says, we have to support Asian Americans in film, and this is the first major feature with a lead character who's Asian and doesn't have an accent.

At 8:30AM Saturday, In Pacoima, there's the Blessing of the Cars in Hansen Dam Park, but that's the day Jason Bryan is playing tennis in the morning, followed by swimming, followed by a tour of used book stores in the Valley, he says. Then he's boozing it up at a house party. On Sunday, he's doing laundry and reading the books he purchased on Saturday.

David Schiff is playing golf on Saturday but won't say where.

James St. James is overly excited to be going to the Egyptian Theater to see the Steve Martin starrer Pennies From Heaven at 5PM on Saturday (Christopher Walken dances!) and staying seated for the double bill of The Apple [Ed. note: worst movie ever] and Can't Stop the Music (directed by Nancy Walker!), starting at 7:30.

Saturday night, just about everyone who's not at k.d. or the Reverend or sitting through the double feature at the Egyptian will be going to star-studded (literally) Hollywood Forever Cemetery for an outdoor screening of The Big Clock, directed by Mia Farrow's dad, John. Very romantic, very noir. The only thing more Hollywood than watching a movie is watching a movie under the stars – and over the stars whose movie you're watching. OK, and a little creepy.

On Saturday, I'll be doing laundry and vacuuming in the morning (kidding) and reading newspapers and magazines so I can throw them out. My Sunday, as usual, will be spent in court-mandated community service.

Photo of Liz and Nicole by Aric Laferriere.