Since the United Provinces of Ivanlandia are north of Iceland, and to the west of Argentina, our humble--but mighty--nation really doesn't have much to do with France.
Ivan, I'm not sure I can articulate why I love your blog so much, but it continues to fascinate, entertain, puzzle and generally continue to be an epic experience. Rock on brother!
Sci-Fi Fanatic: Thanks! You're no slouch either. We're gonna be posting more here once the new Embassy has been painted and furnished--and the weather in NYC calms down a bit. But the madness will be back! And if my hand was replaced by a rubber stamp, the stamp would be an image: a woodcut of a Victorian-era lapdog standing on its hindlegs, wearing a butler's uniform. Stay cool! --Ivan
That was my original idea for the title of this blog, a sort of summation of nearly everything I'd ever wanted cinematically: regularly playing on the ABC Channel 7 4:30 movie--or on WOR-TV Channel 9's 4 O'Clock Movie--the greatest monster movie in the universe, and incredible combo of miniatures, men in suits and stop motion, with entire continents destroyed!
But then there was a coup d'etat, and Tzar Ivan I of Ivanlandia took charge.
Ivan, I'm not sure I can articulate why I love your blog so much, but it continues to fascinate, entertain, puzzle and generally continue to be an epic experience. Rock on brother!
ReplyDeleteSci-Fi Fanatic:
ReplyDeleteThanks! You're no slouch either. We're gonna be posting more here once the new Embassy has been painted and furnished--and the weather in NYC calms down a bit. But the madness will be back! And if my hand was replaced by a rubber stamp, the stamp would be an image: a woodcut of a Victorian-era lapdog standing on its hindlegs, wearing a butler's uniform.
Stay cool!
--Ivan