<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8" standalone="yes"?><oembed><version><![CDATA[1.0]]></version><provider_name><![CDATA[the feminist librarian]]></provider_name><provider_url><![CDATA[http://thefeministlibrarian.com]]></provider_url><author_name><![CDATA[Anna Clutterbuck-Cook]]></author_name><author_url><![CDATA[https://thefeministlibrarian.com/author/feministlib/]]></author_url><title><![CDATA[Two movies]]></title><type><![CDATA[link]]></type><html><![CDATA[<p></br><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lU0ozq_EFUo/RuQiNiZ8CTI/AAAAAAAAAmE/G8leo8lCAg0/s1600-h/desk_set.jpg"><img src="https://i0.wp.com/bp0.blogger.com/_lU0ozq_EFUo/RuQiNiZ8CTI/AAAAAAAAAmE/G8leo8lCAg0/s320/desk_set.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108245493314226482" border="0" /></a><br />Yesterday, I watched the 1957 Hepburn-Tracy film <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0050307/">Desk Set</a>, in which Katherine Hepburn plays the head reference librarian at a media corporation and Spencer Tracy plays the computer engineer whose machine, Emmerick, threatens to make her job obsolete.  Of course there&#8217;s romance involved&#8211;with the right man (Tracy) and the wrong one (the junior executive who expects her to drop her career and move to California when he gets a promotion).  It&#8217;s a charming film, though like with so many other Hollywood romances, you wonder how someone as utterly with it as Hepburn could possibly have been dating the <i>wrong guy</i> in the first instance, from which relationship doom Tracy subsequently rescues her?</p>
<p><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lU0ozq_EFUo/RuQiSiZ8CUI/AAAAAAAAAmM/zEyJKulRq2g/s1600-h/nextstop_wonderland.jpg"><img src="https://i0.wp.com/bp0.blogger.com/_lU0ozq_EFUo/RuQiSiZ8CUI/AAAAAAAAAmM/zEyJKulRq2g/s320/nextstop_wonderland.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108245579213572418" border="0" /></a>While you&#8217;re hunting down <i>Desk Set</i> (available through Netflix!), also check out <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0119778/">Next Stop</a><a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0119778/"> Wonderland</a>, since it&#8217;s set in Boston and features some of the very spots I have been (or soon will be).  It&#8217;s a slow-moving love story about a biologist-plumber and a recently-single nurse whose meddlesome mother places a personals ad for her in the newspaper.  There is also a side-story involving a fish-napped puffer fish from the Boston aquarium.  Kenneth Turan wrote a nice review in <a href="http://www.powells.com/biblio/1-9781586482312-4">Never Coming to a Theater Near You</a>, which is how I originally found it.</p>
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