The Pnictogen Wing

in search of embarrassing memories, taking advantage of Dailymotion to watch the old 1963 Jerry Lewis Nutty Professor, at least as much as we can stand. chemistry representation!...sort of. at any rate it's a movie I remember liking from childhood TV, because if there's any one quality I've never possessed, it's good taste in entertainment. ~Chara

oh dear, this is really quite bad. I feel like I need to watch a Jacques Tati film immediately afterward to cleanse myself ~Chara

you know, I've never seen Les Vacances de M. Hulot but, curiously, I've read the book, some time in elementary school. I remember this cover, at least ~Chara

"...but we have learned, through chemistry—a ha ha ha—man can grow further with the aid of additional elements."

welp time to get out the adamantium, I suppose ~Chara

you modern-day chemists with all your HPLCs and GC/MSes and your electron spectroscopy and everything—can you compete with a test tube rack full of food colorings??

at some point, however, there was a transition—I'm guessing around the 1990s—when the stereotypical image of a scientist's laboratory no longer meant colored liquids and O-chem glassware but, like, someone in a white coat and latex gloves tapping on a computer, or maybe pipetting something with a dial-a-pipette ~Chara

so, there's this clever-ish subjective shot in Jerry Lewis's The Nutty Professor where (immediately after a horrific and inconclusive transformation sequence) he's evidently just got done getting himself a new suit and now he's on the way to a nightclub where the college kids all hang out, "The Purple Pit", and everyone he passes just stares wide-eyed at him, and because it's a subjective shot we can't see what they see, but then finally there's a dramatic reveal of Prof. Kelp's new look and it's...Jerry Lewis in trans colors, and a gallon of Brilliantine in his hair. meet "Buddy Love", who is suspiciously reminiscent of Dean Martin. ~Chara

(EDIT: Edith Head did the wardrobe for this movie, no wonder it's so striking)

remember how the Animaniacs had a peculiar beef going with Jerry Lewis? I wonder if someone on the writing staff had a particularly low opinion of Lewis's comedy, because they loved making fun of it, e.g. https://youtu.be/620APj36WFo

in search of embarrassing memories, taking advantage of Dailymotion to watch the old 1963 Jerry Lewis Nutty Professor, at least as much as we can stand. chemistry representation!...sort of. at any rate it's a movie I remember liking from childhood TV, because if there's any one quality I've never possessed, it's good taste in entertainment. ~Chara

oh dear, this is really quite bad. I feel like I need to watch a Jacques Tati film immediately afterward to cleanse myself ~Chara

you know, I've never seen Les Vacances de M. Hulot but, curiously, I've read the book, some time in elementary school. I remember this cover, at least ~Chara

"...but we have learned, through chemistry—a ha ha ha—man can grow further with the aid of additional elements."

welp time to get out the adamantium, I suppose ~Chara

you modern-day chemists with all your HPLCs and GC/MSes and your electron spectroscopy and everything—can you compete with a test tube rack full of food colorings??

at some point, however, there was a transition—I'm guessing around the 1990s—when the stereotypical image of a scientist's laboratory no longer meant colored liquids and O-chem glassware but, like, someone in a white coat and latex gloves tapping on a computer, or maybe pipetting something with a dial-a-pipette ~Chara

so, there's this clever-ish subjective shot in Jerry Lewis's The Nutty Professor where (immediately after a horrific and inconclusive transformation sequence) he's evidently just got done getting himself a new suit and now he's on the way to a nightclub where the college kids all hang out, "The Purple Pit", and everyone he passes just stares wide-eyed at him, and because it's a subjective shot we can't see what they see, but then finally there's a dramatic reveal of Prof. Kelp's new look and it's...Jerry Lewis in trans colors, and a gallon of Brilliantine in his hair. meet "Buddy Love", who is suspiciously reminiscent of Dean Martin. ~Chara

(EDIT: Edith Head did the wardrobe for this movie, no wonder it's so striking)

in search of embarrassing memories, taking advantage of Dailymotion to watch the old 1963 Jerry Lewis Nutty Professor, at least as much as we can stand. chemistry representation!...sort of. at any rate it's a movie I remember liking from childhood TV, because if there's any one quality I've never possessed, it's good taste in entertainment. ~Chara

oh dear, this is really quite bad. I feel like I need to watch a Jacques Tati film immediately afterward to cleanse myself ~Chara

you know, I've never seen Les Vacances de M. Hulot but, curiously, I've read the book, some time in elementary school. I remember this cover, at least ~Chara

"...but we have learned, through chemistry—a ha ha ha—man can grow further with the aid of additional elements."

welp time to get out the adamantium, I suppose ~Chara

in search of embarrassing memories, taking advantage of Dailymotion to watch the old 1963 Jerry Lewis Nutty Professor, at least as much as we can stand. chemistry representation!...sort of. at any rate it's a movie I remember liking from childhood TV, because if there's any one quality I've never possessed, it's good taste in entertainment. ~Chara