Monthly Archives: March 2022

The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel

The 1950s revisited.


Rachel Brosnahan, Dior, DC3. Click the image.

Ike was in the Oval Office or, more correctly, on the putting green, supervising the greatest economic boom the country had ever experienced. That boom also brought growing economic equality to Americans, (nowhere to be seen today), and while Ike was soon to be replaced with the glamour of JFK – an attribute notably missing from the old soldier’s bag of tricks – there was no better time to be an American.

The winding down of the war machine saw huge amounts of disposable income directed to new housing and new cars in the New World. The outhouse and the clothing line had given way to the two car garage and new homes replete with modern conveniences like clothes washers, dishwashers and freezers. Affordable air-conditioning was a given. Goodness knows, it was an essential everywhere except San Francisco. America had yet to lose a foreign war and reveled in its global success, with General Electric stock in every investment portfolio. Pictures were taken on Kodak film with Kodak cameras and no one had heard of Honda or Toyota. They were still so much nuclear waste.

Madison Avenue was on a roll, and every hope could be fulfilled with a gallon of dirt cheap high test and a pack of Marlboros. After all, driving was patriotic and doctors assured Americans that smoking was good for their health. Two annual vacations had become an entitlement, and if you were east coast and Jewish that meant summer in the Catskills, which came with wonderful food, fabulous weather and even better comedians. The happening places were Grossingers and the Concord, no Gentiles admitted.


Generally confused, always understated, the wonderful Tony Shaloub is the father.

This is the era which the Amazon production “The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel“ recreates accurately, albeit seen through the eyes of a wealthy, upper class (the terms are synonymous in America) young Jewish woman who, bizarrely, decides that her future lies as a standup comedian in a world exclusively populated by potty mouthed males. After all, if your topics of choice are your parents, food and sex, a potty mouth probably comes in handy. The most famous stand up class member was one Lenny Bruce, who spent more time in jail for use of obscene language on the stage than he did on the stage itself. Wiser heads like that of Woody Allen made long-term careers from this avocation, franchising natural writing and performing skills into the movies, and avoided dying aged 41 from a drug overdose. Bruce no longer sounds funny today, whereas Allen – no potty mouth required – just moves from strength to strength.

The Maisel show is an illustration of where the power in movie production lies today. With infinitely wealthy studios like Amazon, Apple, Netflix and HBO, most of which did not exist until recently, the acting profession has spotted that the future lies in streaming and the small screen, not the Covid-ridden theater parlor of old with its $7 Cokes, long drives and wasted real estate. While old Hollywood focuses on the transgender set as the topic of the day, its gross forever falling along with its Oscar audience, streaming TV has realized that the real money is to be found on the domestic couch. And it does not have to feature guys who wants to get into the ladies’ rocker room under false pretenses. Better that annuity of monthly streaming charges than the crapshoot which is the box office.


The always elegant Marin Hinkel as the mother.

And if you are a fan of 1950s American culture, love sharp-edged Jewish humor and revel in the greatest designer clothing civilization has ever seen, then the Mrs. Maisel show is a wonder not to be missed. While women were still expected to be barefoot, pregnant and in the kitchen in the 1950s, the likes of Dior, Chanel, Balenciaga, Givenchy and Fath saw to it that the promise of liberation was not far away, with abundant volumes of pastel colored cloth supported by multitudinous layers of petticoat, all topped with outrageous hats. Of course, a wealthy spouse or a trust fund were requirements for the enjoyment of this haute couture but for those who could afford them women simply looked great in these outfits, and it would be hard to look better than the star of the show, Rachel Brosnahan. She may be forced into girdles and corsets now and then, but goodness knows, her natural figure hardly needs those. And boy, does she look good.

Unbelievable as the plot line may seem, the scriptwriting sparkles and after four seasons refuses to get old. One key reason for this is the strength of the supporting cast, with wonderfully understated comedic performances from Tony Shalhoub as Maisel’s father and from the ever elegant and gorgeous Marin Hinkle as her mother. Shalhoub‘s character is a mathematics professor at Columbia and Hinkle’s spent her formative years in Paris. In the modern world, these people would most certainly not be living in the Midwest, questioning their gender identity.

If you appreciate rapidly delivered verbal humor, perfect period recreations – there are shows in Las Vegas, the Catskills and Miami in addition to the core setting of Manhattan – and the most gorgeous fashions you’ve ever seen, do not miss this. And, yes, Luke Kirby as Lenny Bruce is pitch perfect, if less zonked out on amphetamines than the original. Maisel’s twenty Emmys, and counting, testify to the show’s success.

To read more about the clothier and her imitation game, click here.

Hide My Email

Another great privacy enhancement from Apple.

Sign up for a new online service and the one thing you can be almost certain of is that next day’s email inbox will be inundated with spam. The reason is that the scummy vendor of the service you just signed up for – and most are scummy – just sold your email address to some other bottom feeder.

The other day I was signing up to a streaming service and I knew that these predators would immediately sell my email address. It’s lost somewhere in the ‘Terms of Service’ fine print which the scummy vendor had his scummy laywers write. Calling this a ‘service’ is like claiming the invasion of Ukraine was a denazification move.

Anyway, as I moved the cursor to the email field, iOS on my iPhone asked whether I wanted to hide my email, and I replied ‘Yes’. It issued me a fake email address which will be the one the scummy vendor sees and the one I signed up with …. immediately to be sold. The snag for Mr. Scummy is that anyone he sells this fake email to who emails me will have that email bounced as only emails from the original vendor will be filtered through to my inbox, using my regular email address which is visible only to Apple. And, indeed, that’s what happened – one confirming email from Mr. Scummy and nothing from his scummy pals.


Beating Mr. Scummy. Click the image for the full explanation from Apple.

Recommended for all your sign-ups. As a default assume that anytime you enter your email online that it will be sold – unless the vendor is Apple.

iOS 15.4 improvements

Finally!

One of the more obvious enhancements in iOS 15.4 for the iPhone is the ability conferred on FaceID which allows unlocking of the phone while wearing a mask. It works well and is very fast, though sadly it’s restricted to iPhone 12 and later. I still stubbornly insist on wearing a mask in the land of SUVs and gun rights, so this is nice to have in the supermarket.

But a relatively unsung enhancement – only 15 years after the introduction of the iPhone – is the added provision of nested mailboxes in Mail, denoted by the arrow. Click the arrowed item and the underlying mailboxes are revealed. For one who adopts fairly structured mail storage methods, this is huge, as my large number of mailboxes has now become quickly accessible, just as on the desktop OS:


Nested mailboxes.

The other very significant enhancement which has gone largely unremarked is the great improvement in voice recognition. For a device with a small screen and a near useless keyboard, the error rate in recognizing spoken words has fallen by an order of magnitude. What was borderline useless is now suddenly quite competent. As an example, I dictated an email with the names of the last six despots ruling the Russkies* and voice recognition got every one right!

iOS 15.4 is a significant improvement, for these issues alone.

* I was making the point that assassination is a remote hope, and that the first five had all died in their beds, and the sixth is likely to. Their leaders may whack subordinates with impunity, but seem to survive just fine.

A cool iPhone case

Thank you, Emily!


The coolest iPhone case on the planet. Click the image.

Not a single ‘control’ on this iPhone case does anything, but does it look cool or what? I saw it in the light-as-champagne Netflix show ‘Emily in Paris’ starring the gorgeous Lily Collins and nothing is calculated to put you in a better mood. The world’s most beautiful city with a gorgeous British/American girl. And no ordinary girl, as her dad is none other than rocker Phil Collins. The apple does not fall far from the tree when it comes to talent, though Lily’s looks are a step up from Phil’s!