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Thursday, January 31, 2008
Toots and the Maytals's 54-46 Was My Number opens the film, This is England, playing over news reel footage of the turmoil and strife of Britain in the 80s during Maggie Thatcher's reign. And that song hooked me.

The film is a semi-autobiographical story from the writer and director, Shane Meadows. It's about a young english lad, Shaun, growing up without a father who had just died in the Falkland War. His father is replaced by a band of skinheads who become a surrogate family for him. They make him a skinhead. They are not the kind of skinheads that we are used to today. Woody, the leader, is compassionate. He takes Shaun under his wing, shows him respect, shows others respect, and preaches unity for all in his clan. Of course this is broken up.

Combo, just released from the pen, shows up preaching National Front ideology. Quickly the movie devolves to showing the nazi punk skinheads. Shaun must choose between Combo or Woody, hate or compassion. He sides with Combo, but soon realizes the mistake. Yet, Combo, for all his hate has a side that realizes what he misses the most and why it has made him susceptible to National Front rhetoric. It goes back to the father figure. He missed out on it, and it makes him a bleak, void needing something to fill it up.

So was Shaun. Woody tried to guide him away from Combo's ways, but he had to find out for himself what depths Combo would sink to. That means being caught up in a horrendous beat down of an immigrant fellow skinhead/rude boy, Milky, who had expressed the truth to both Shaun and Combo of the good of a father figure.

While not expressly awesome as a film, I found that I liked it. The soundtrack I want to get. Including that Toots song it had some other ska that's fun to hear. The young actor playing Shaun, Thomas Turgoose, gives a decent performance in a first role. But it is Joseph Gilgun as Woody as the kind hearted skinhead and Stephen Graham's, frightening but sad, Combo, that makes it.

An early scene in the film has Shaun playing on the beach. Of course, as a coming of age movie, I thought that the film should end with him on the beach, looking into the camera a la Antoine Doniel. Damned if it didn't end up like that.

One thing, I couldn't find the English subtitles on the disc. Their English accents are tough to make out. I think I have to see this again to fully understand what they're saying.

4 of 5 stars

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Sometimes on my bike I wish I had this cycle lift to help me up hills. That's fucking cool. Of course you find these in a city in Europe. Us Americans don't need that. We have cars.

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Wednesday, January 30, 2008
In a comment on marge's blog and also in my review, I predicted that someone was going to insert their own selves into the action going on in Cloverfield and by doing, would make a more enjoyable film (at least for me).

They would take the conceit of the movie and recreate it for themselves and their friends. It will go on YouTube and people will judge it as its own creation.

They'll swede it.

Hunh?

It's the concept of filming an already released movie in your own interpretation with whatever you have on hand. That don't sound right.

Just visit the site for Michel Gondry's upcoming flick Be Kind Rewind and you'll get the gist of Sweding. Once their compare this sweding with the original (click the original first!!).

I laughed at the original and I can't wait to see this.

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When theSeed, CapitolSwell and I were on the infamous cruise of 2001, the first city was Copenhagen, Denmark. One of the first things I noticed about that place was the amount of cyclists on the road. I was surprised to see dedicated bike lanes for them. Later on I find out that Copenhagen is one of the more cycling friendly of world cities.

Here's a blog about the cycling culture there: http://cycleliciousness.blogspot.com/.

Here's another about the girls over there cycling: http://copenhagengirlsonbikes.blogspot.com/.

I'm so envious. What a way to commute! It's probably much better going on a bike to any activity that involves a car. Going to the cine on a bike. Going to a pub. Drunken biking afterwards. Tooling around the city shopping. Then drinking some café au laits. Even in the winter it sounds like fun.

I've got to get on my bicycle soon.

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Tuesday, January 29, 2008
First homework assignment for CS712 Web Application Development with Java Servlets and Java server pages. This is interactive for anyone and everyone to test. Or maybe not depending upon the traffic the server at school gets. I wonder if they'll shut it down?

Tour de Cure on June 7, 2008 around Columbia/Sykesville. Is it hilly there?

Kona Paddy Wagon is coming up soon. I got to get me a single speed for tooling around the NCR.

BBC Cue Sheet Library take a look at some of the rides in Baltimore County. The ones going from Franklin are intriguing.

Ono Coffee is a stranger in a strange land. Eating, drinking, being merry.

The one Barbara Stanwyck film I am dieing to see. It's also a Preston Sturges penned film. How come TCM didn't show it this year? Here's where you can catch the trailer?

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Monday, January 28, 2008
CD Cover Memes Pool on Flickr is pretty cool. I like it, but it's tough to get a picture to use. Check the creative commons stuff.


1. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Special:Random
The first article title on the page is the name of your band.

2. www.quotationspage.com/random.php3
The last four words of the very last quote is the title of your album.

3. www.flickr.com/explore/interesting/7days/
The third picture, no matter what it is, will be your album cover.

4. ???

5. Profit


Try this link to get a usable flick via the creative commons license.

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Sunday, January 27, 2008
I don't know if the hype of Cloverfield turned me against it right from the start or if it's just something I don't like. I do know that it made me sick. Even forewarned and sitting two rows from the back, I got a headache watching it. I wasn't nauseous but maybe should've been. The shaky-cam effect meant to put us there but also made me sick.

The movie is a purported tape from some guys camera documenting his going away party and the monster attack on New York City. It's a home video and like your typical home video, you want to forward to the good parts. The establishing scenes at the party and at the dude's apartment I wish I could've fast forwarded through. Then when the monster attack was unleashed, I wish I could've fast forwarded through them as well.

The monster was the big secret in selling the movie. What was it? What does it look like? Under my headache when it showed up, I was underwhelmed. At first it was Cthulu. Then it was Dr. Zoidberg. Finally, in all it's glory in the money shot of the movie, it was those landstriders from The Dark Crystal. Admittedly, I was nursing my headache so I might be wrong in my descriptions.

Anyway, all through Cloverfield I found it similar to the Korean monster film, The Host. I wasn't fond of that film as well.

I think that when they do Cloverfield 2, it should be from the perspective of the army. And it should be a conventional film. That way we can find out what happened in the end. Also, I predict that a film will show up on youtube splicing some random dudes into the action. It would look just as real and perhaps be an even better story.

2 of 5 stars.

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Saturday, January 26, 2008
There are some movies that I want to see, but need someone else to suggest it so that I can honestly say, "I wasn't the one who said we should watch it." And under my breath, I sigh, relieved that my secret wasn't found out. Most of the time, these movies are romantic comedies. It's inexplainable as to why I can watch movies from this genre knowing all the while that the majority of them are just pablum.

Last Sunday, my mom wanted to watch 27 Dresses. With wanting to catch the pretty Katherine Heigl on screen, I agreed. At least, I didn't suggest it.

It's the standard romantic comedy fair.

Girl loves the right boy who's completely unattainable for her and the wrong fit (Ed Burns whose eco-friendly businessman I can't ever imagine acting the way he does).

Girl meets the wrong boy who's the right fit. She argues with the wrong-right-fit boy and they are steadily drawn to each other. This mutual attraction blossoms to full on passion after drunk karaoke. The wrong-right-fit boy breaks her heart over a little misunderstanding (okay. a bigger misunderstanding), but the right-wrong-fit boy doesn't do it for her either. She's really in love with the wrong-right-fit boy. They express their feelings towards each other in the end.

Also, in the plot was the sister who stole right-wrong-fit boy away. And the quirky sidekick who's name in the script should be Judy Greer as this actress has cornered the market for this type of role. The sister is played by Malin Akerman who makes a living being the so-called hottie, but isn't anywhere near good to look at. Give me Heigl any day.

Simple. It adheres to the romantic comedy conventions that you know this would be better seen on cable, on TBS, during next summer.

Yet, it wasn't all that bad. No matter how dumb the setup is or how much of a cliche the movie gets, it was saved by James Marsden. The last year seemed to be Josh Brolin's year in film, but I would argue that Marsden makes for a strong claim for Best Film year 2007. If Brolin is the drama guy, Marsden is the goto comic, sappy, hunk. He's charming in this film, finally getting a chance to play the lead and win the girl. That big ol' smile of his helps make his cynical wedding reviewer melt Heigl's heart. Maybe this will be his year. Hurray for cyclops!

This was the better of the two movies that I watched that day. At least it didn't make me sick.

3 of 5 stars.

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Once again I catch the matinee showing of a Hitchcock film at the Charles. This time it's Suspicion with Cary Grant and Joan Fontaine. My original review still stands.

Waking up early for a Saturday then catching the noon matinee has been fun to do. One of these times we'll have to make it a party. Eat a big breakfast. Drink lots of coffee. Then catch the showing completely wired and ready for some fun. The most likely film for this fun is North by Northwest. That silly film of mistaken identity would go well with chocolate chip pancakes, eggs and sausage links.

Mmm. I can't wait.

Now I have to find the place that serves those pancakes.

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Friday, January 25, 2008
You know, baseball is much better watched in the middle of the day.
Especially if that day is in the middle of the work week.

The Baltimore Orioles always have a day game on Sunday, yet very few on
a weekday. They have the home opener March 31 at 3:00, then a few more
day games in May: Tampa Bay on the 1st, Boston on the 14th, and the
hated Yankees on the 26th. For the rest of the season, nada.

It would seem to me to be better to have these day games in the summer
rather than the spring. You can sit in the hot sun hot dog in hand and
a cold, cold beer better in the summer than the spring. You never know
what the weather's going to be in May. In July, it's going to be sunny
and hot with scattered thunderstorms in the late afternoon. Perfect
weather, if the game starts at 1:05.

That's what's wrong with baseball. No day games to escape from work
when needed.

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Tuesday, January 22, 2008

Dear Dana,

Where have you been these last 10 years? What have you been doing? Have you settled down with that guy with the awfully fake first name, whats-his-face, Renard Muldrake?

Is the kid doing alright? He's still on planet earth and not snatched up by aliens? Or the syndicate? Or our own government?

Are you still working in the FBI? Or have you gone private practice? Become your own agent now, have you?

One thing, don't ever leave me. I'm sorry for being forgetful. The truth is out there. I'll be there for you. To fight the future. I want to believe. Just don't leave me again. Please.

Love,
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The Untitled X-Files Sequel released some photos from which I got the one above. Thanks god, Scully's back

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Twenty-two days into 2008 and I have seen many interesting movies. I would like to catalog them into some kind of coherent statement of my movie viewing experience. Besides my movie reviews, I'm going to list some of the other films watched for which I don't plan on writing a full blown review . Consider it a film diary. Another metric for me to base my life around.

Anyway onto the movies.

IN THEATRE:
There Will Be Blood
27 Dresses
Cloverfield
Rebecca
Atonement
Walk Hard: The Dewey Cox Story

DVD:
Show Me Love (aka Fucking Åmål)
In Between Days
Stardust
Malena
Can This Be Love

TCM:
Cat People
The Talk of the Town
Indiscreet
Face in the Crowd

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It's saturday, and the Seed and I sitting in the dinner having breakfast. It's bacon, eggs, coffee, and corn beef hash. We wonder if this will upset our stomach or make us have to use the bathroom before seeing the Hitchcock flick, Rebecca, down at the Charles. It's from 1940 with Joan Fontaine and Sir Lawrence Olivier, and it's an early Hitchcock from his move to Hollywood.

Joan Fontaine plays the second Mrs. de Winter married to Olivier's Maxim de Winter brooding over the recent death of his wife. She stops him from jumping to his death in Monte Carlo. They meet cute later on and begin a romance. She falls for him, because of his worldly airs. She was as meek as a librarian, and she desperately needs him. He accepts her love, brings her to Manderlay, and lets her run the house. At Manderlay, she meets the housekeeper, Mrs. Danvers who adored Mrs. de Winters I and loathes the second Mrs. de Winters. They test their strength of wills until the second Mrs. de Winters, defeated, makes it known that she's now boss of the house. She overcomes Mrs. Danvers, learns of the reason for the first Mrs. de Winters death, and lives to relieve her husband of the guilt he felt over her death.

Joan Fontaine is cute in this one. She's always cute (I find her irresistable in her next Hitchcock role in Suscpicion). I feel that she's the ur-Hitchcock blonde, the original that gives meaning to the rest. She's unlike the rest of the blondes in Hitchock's oevre. She's somewhat different because of her mousiness. I describe her as a librarian more so in Suspicion with her glasses. It's something to think about as she's occupies the place of Hitchcock blondes like Buffalo Bill's original victim close to giving an insight to the director.

I didn't think too much of this film when I saw it on DVD. Good but not as awesome as the director's best. I think the ambiance of the Charles makes a difference in the viewing experience. You see it with lots of people. It becomes fun. And the film becomes even more better. I want to see more Hitchcock at the Charles.

4 of 5 stars.

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I think this is the first year ever that I have seen all 5 films
nominated for Best Picture: Atonement, Juno, Michael Clayton, No Country
For Old Men, There Will Be Blood.

My pick would be There Will Be Blood, but I like Michael Clayton as
well. Michael Clayton doesn't have a chance in the world. The money
pick seems to be No Country For Old Men. Yet, Atonement may sneak up
and win considering that it has already won the Golden Globes, and Juno
is a hit with the young and hip crowd which Hollywood believes itself to
be.

It's a very interesting year. I'm still surprised that I have seen all
of them, on the big screen, before the Oscar ceremony.

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Monday, January 21, 2008
You've already know my rating for it. Here's some keys to the why 5 of 5 stars.

Some movies linger after you watch them. It may be that they keep you up at night thinking about them, or it may be that you put them in the DVD player again and again. Either way you know you like it, and you know you like it a lot. It's that way with There Will Be Blood. At first, I didn't pay it no heed after seeing it. Usually, I would've passed it off as okay, but I didn't pass judgment. So it keep seeping back into my brain. "What did I feel about this flick?" And then when I told my coworker I saw it, I had to blurt out my usual star rating to give him a sense of how good the movie was. Surprisingly, it was 5 stars, and accompanying it was the saying that it was probably the best movie I had seen in a couple of years. (I forgot about The Queen although that one isn't as good relatively speaking). That's a bold statement!

The movie is very much Anderson's take on Kubrick. He's more of an Altman-esque director, but this time he chooses to do Kubrick. Shades of 2001 and The Shining are in this. 2001 because the main character, Daniel Plainview, goes through his own "Dawn of Man" sequence, a quiet look at the early trial and fortunes of Plainview. 2001 also ends with a picture of the old man, Dave Bowman, in the future. Daniel Plainview's future ends with him as an old man, but smashing skulls just as the apes in the "Dawn of Man" sequence. Finally, the effect of the bowling alley was just as Kubrickian set design for the Shining, and the ending is just as Jack Nicholson is finished off in that movie.

These influences seem brilliant, but the movie is inspired beyond that. Theirs Daniel Day-Lewis going ape. There's Paul Dano, the wacked preacher who doesn't age or the mysterious twin. He's good. There's the kid who is there scampering at Plainview's feet like mini me. He puts a nice turn in.

The movie was just pretty good in telling its story. Is it greed? Is it oil? Is it religion? It is all that and quintessentially American.

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Friday, January 18, 2008

MacBook Pro
Originally uploaded by browsermetrics.

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Thursday, January 17, 2008
Here's a nice little segment from ESPN about the Slipstream Cycling Team. Looks as though ESPN is doing a reality series about them. They're trying to compete as a clean team. No performance enhancing drugs ever.

That's pretty noble of them. I think they'll have it easier this year because of the crack down on banned substances in the sport. So many people are going to be testing, poking, picking and prodding the professional cyclists that it would be ridiculous to be caught using. Or hopefully that would be the case. Seeing the turbulence in the sport these last few years has made me cynical. Was Armstrong tainted? It feels weird and the uncertainty of it all is the worst.

Team Slipstream has a reformed cheater in David Millar. He's now trying to lead the way for clean riding. He's a vocal advocate for anything that would make cycling more clean. He freely admits his mistakes and he tries to be a good example of a reformed user. He rides clean and is competitive.

They also have a wonderful kit. I have the first year version of the jersey. They had a contest for this year's model. It's argyle as well. I wish they would also sell that. This time I am getting a size bigger. Mine is a tad bit too snug, but this past winter I packed on some pounds. I expect to be blowing apart the seams of that jersey unless I lose some weight.

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Tuesday, January 15, 2008
Wonderful exposition of the catchphrase of the year. You must see this movie. When was the last time I gave a 5 star review? Let me think some more about this movie, but I will leave you with teh awesome

There Will Be Blood

5 of 5 stars.

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Steve Jobs is going to move the world again today.

He'll introduce something new and then it'll be on the news tonight.

And maybe I'll have a new laptop next week.

As for what he'll introduce, I don't know. Perhaps the mythical thin
line MacBooks. I'm not jonesing for one, but perhaps new MacBook Pros.

Don't know.

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Sunday, January 13, 2008
Saw There Will Be Blood today, my thoughts about that should manifest itself as a blog post in a few days time. Here's a little something to tide you over.

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Saturday, January 12, 2008
Oct. 12, 1992

At the start of Annie Hall, the comedian, Alvy Singer directly addresses the audience in a short but witty monologue. In this monologue, he delivers two jokes which, although they are clichés, are underlying themes to Alvy’s personality and his inability to commit to relationships. His monologue seems to apply only to himself, but in a deeper fashion it could apply to all people’s relationships. Woody Allen, the director, starts a simple character study of an unsteady relationship between two average individuals and turns it into a fascinating insight into human behavior.

The main focus of the film is Alvy Singer’s (Woody Allen’s) relationship with a struggling singer, Annie Hall, played by Diane Keaton. Usually, their relationship consists of talking with each other. They talk about their careers, their therapy, and their almost non-existent sex life, but hardly about each one’s feelings towards the other. The only action that takes place is limited to Alvy’s flight to California to bring back Annie to New York. Towards the end he sees within himself a struggle to make a commitment to Annie.

Throughout the film, they go from being a couple to being disillusioned lovers to simply being two people living in the same big city. Their up and down relationship culminates in a somber ending when they walk away from each other.

Allen, as director and co-writer of Annie Hall, revitalizes the often done tale of the love lives of men and women with new power and vigor. With the introduction of original and very quirky characters, Allen jazzes up a rather mundane subject. The characters change the film’s focus from a love story to an individual’s relationship that makes the film thoroughly enjoyable. Alvy Singer isn’t just the main character looking for a relationship, but is also a neurotic comedian with a false sense that everyone is anti-Semitic. In a very hilarious scene, Alvy tells his friend Rob (Tony Roberts) about mistakenly overhearing someone say “did Jew” not “did you.” His paranoid fears come to the fore when he has to meet Annie’s family. When Annie tells Alvy that her Grammy Hall is suspicious of Jewish people,

Alvy immediately becomes self-conscious and dreads meeting her. And when they do meet at her parent’s house, he literally sees himself turn into an orthodox Jew under Grammy’s stare.

Annie Hall (Diane Keaton) is the ultimate quirky individual who adds much to the comedy in the film. Her mannerisms are unique to her. She drives her car at breakneck speeds through crowded city streets that frightens Alvy whenever he’s in the car. She uses childish language to sum up her feelings at the time, which amazes Alvy that a grown woman would use such language. In the scene of their first meeting, she comes across as a bubbly woman eager to spend some time with him. She makes her plans incredibly flexible that Alvy can only accept her offer of a ride home, even though she has said that she was going the opposite way. It is her charm that makes Alvy fall in love with her.

Other interesting minor characters add life to the story making it more fun and amusing. They are not just additions to the story, but they also contribute much to the comedic nature of the film. The use of the other characters as a sound board for jokes spices up the film. Rob, Alvie’s best friend, is an actor and a womanizer. Alvy turns to him for advice, but besides the fact he points out that Alvy needs to get laid, Rob offers no solid guidance for Alvy’s love life. Duane Hall (Christopher Walken) has one line in the film about how he wants to crash his car whenever he drives which ends up being entertaining in the scene when he drives Alvy and Annie to the airport. Alvy sits with a nervous face, while Annie and Duane act as if he never contemplated crashing the car. The humor in this scene is subtle, but it is also very amusing.

The casting of Shelley Duvall in the role of Pam is a good choice. The physical characteristics of Duvall make her fit perfectly into Pam’s role as a terrible one-night stand for Alvy to have to get over his breakup with Annie. Pam is an awkward and somewhat unattractive person, and Alvy hardly gets along with her. On their first, and only date, Alvy acts uncomfortable with her. They hardly engage in conversation, and when they finally end up in bed, the look on Alvy’s face as he listens to her talk is a mixture of regret and of boredom that is truly hilarious in the context that they just finished doing it.

The essence of Annie Hall is human relationships, and Woody Allen directs the cast to an almost perfect performance that the story of two individual’s relationship stands as being universal. You can almost sympathize with the characters, because they could be you. There are hardly any flaws in Allen’s direction. What little action enhances the story, and everyone says what you would expect them to say in context with their character. The characters and what they say elevate the film to its funniest moments. It’s what these strange individuals say that make the film hilarious. The dialogue is comical as it is flawless. The people in Annie Hall turn the most basic human problems into a pleasant experience to watch someone go through.

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The other night I posted an old paper from school in which I reviewed Blood Simple. It was from my days at the U in the film program. CMP 403 I think was the movie reviewing class. You sit around Tuesday or Thursday in the movie theatre in the Memorial Building. My instructor at the time was Bill Cosford, the critic for the Miami Herald. He's since passed away and the theatre has been renamed after his honor.

We spent 14 weeks watching a film at a time. Then we'd turn in some review. I think I got a B in that class. Judging from some of the comments to the post, you guys liked it. I kind of don't. I realize that maybe I should've been less academic with the review. Maybe more like a review you find in the paper. I guess that's why I got a B in the class. My writing was too academic without a voice.

Yet, you wonder, "Where did that post come from?" "Did you copy it verbatim from a paper?" Nope. It's on a 720Kb floppy from the early 90s! And getting it off the disk was an adventure.

First, I had to resurrect my PowerBook 190. The laptop battery is dead as well as the clock battery. I have to plug it in to have it running. My old papers are either written in a MS Word 4 or 5 or MacWrite. I have neither on that laptop, but luckily it has DataViz's MacLink translator software to convert it to Claris write. So I save it to plain ascii text. Thank god for plain ascii text.

Yet, the PowerBook 190 doesn't have internet connection (dial up, but...). So I save it to a PC floppy and transfer it through sneaker net to my Win95 machine from which I upload it to the net. Downloard it to the MacMini. And voila, post it back up to blogger.

That data is old. Sixteen years. Amazing that I can still read this stuff. In another few, once my PowerBook 190 and my Win95 PC are dead, I won't be able to revisit this stuff and things go back to the ether from whence they came.

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Friday, January 11, 2008
I posted about this before but here's the list of films in chronological
order. We've already missed two of his earlier films, but that's okay
as I don't think he got really interesting until he got to Hollywood.

I don't know which to watch. Honestly, I want to see them all.
Practically, I want to see my favorites. I feel like they'll be much
better when watching a 35mm print in a theatre. Perhaps Saturday's in
the theatre is fun thing. Or maybe Thursday nights after school. Or
Mondays. Let's just go.

SATURDAY 1/12, MONDAY 1/14, THURSDAY 1/17.
THE LADY VANISHES

SATURDAY 1/19, MONDAY 1/21, THURSDAY 1/24.
REBECCA

SATURDAY 1/26, MONDAY 1/28, THURSDAY 1/31.
SUSPICION

SATURDAY 2/2, MONDAY 2/4, THURSDAY 2/7.
SABOTEUR

SATURDAY 2/9, MONDAY 2/11, THURSDAY 2/14.
SHADOW OF A DOUBT

SATURDAY 2/16, MONDAY 2/18, THURSDAY 2/21.
LIFEBOAT

SATURDAY 2/23, MONDAY 2/25, THURSDAY 2/28.
SPELLBOUND

SATURDAY 3/1, MONDAY 3/3, THURSDAY 3/6.
NOTORIOUS

SATURDAY 3/8, MONDAY 3/10, THURSDAY 3/13.
THE PARADINE CASE

SATURDAY 3/15, MONDAY 3/17, THURSDAY 3/20.
ROPE

SATURDAY 3/22, MONDAY 3/24, THURSDAY 3/27.
STRANGERS ON A TRAIN

SATURDAY 3/29, MONDAY 3/31, THURSDAY 4/3.
I CONFESS

SATURDAY 4/5, MONDAY 4/7, THURSDAY 4/10.
DIAL M FOR MURDER in 3-D

SATURDAY 4/12, MONDAY 4/14, THURSDAY 4/17.
REAR WINDOW

SATURDAY 4/19, MONDAY 4/21, THURSDAY 4/24.
THE TROUBLE WITH HARRY

SATURDAY 4/26, MONDAY 4/28, THURSDAY 5/1.
THE MAN WHO KNEW TOO MUCH

SATURDAY 5/3, MONDAY 5/5, THURSDAY 5/8.
THE WRONG MAN

SATURDAY 5/10, MONDAY 5/12, THURSDAY 5/15.
VERTIGO

SATURDAY 5/17, MONDAY 5/19, THURSDAY 5/22.
NORTH BY NORTHWEST

SATURDAY 5/24, MONDAY 5/26, THURSDAY 5/29.
PSYCHO

SATURDAY 5/31. MONDAY 6/2, THURSDAY 6/5.
THE BIRDS

SATURDAY 6/7, MONDAY 6/9, THURSDAY 6/12.
MARNIE

SATURDAY 6/14, MONDAY 6/16, THURSDAY 6/19.
FRENZY

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Thursday, January 10, 2008
December 20,1992

Even in the wide open plains of Texas, film noire can still exist. The filmmaking team of the brothers Joel and Ethan Coen postulate the notion that Texas can be the perfect setting for film noire. In Blood Simple, there is no need for the claustrophobic feel of a big city to enhance the bleak aspect towards life in film noire; it can easily be done in the great vastness of the plains of Texas. The Coen brothers are able to serve up a unique thriller with offbeat humor and still stay true to some aspects of film noire. They don’t just follow the genre’s conventions, but direct the film in a style all their own that they elevate film noire to an exciting level. In every way imaginable Blood Simple is typical of a film in the genre, but there are times in the film in which the Coen brothers break the mode of film noire which makes for a very original film. Their debut in Blood Simple will lead the Coen brothers to be a strong creative force in cinema.

Blood Simple opens, as most film noire movies do, with a character doing a voice over narration. Later, you’ll recognize the voice as being that of the private detective, Visser (M. Emmet Walsh). With the Texan drawl and a heaping dose of sarcasm in his voice, the brooding, pessimistic attitude of film noire comes through within the first few minutes of the film. Visser’s narration consists of one idea: nothing is fair in the world, especially in Texas. In fact one of Visser’s lines is, “One thing I know about is Texas, and down here you’re on your own.” The narration has a very pessimistic outlook and sets the tone for the rest of the film. Texas too can have the brooding, dark atmosphere that is the trademark feel of the big city in film noire. Even though the narration does not continue past its first use, the pessimistic attitude, which the narration was filled with, remains the major theme for the rest of the film. Incidentally, to show how deeply dark this film is, the character doing the narration will be dead by the end of the film.

Another film noire convention that the film utilizes is the character of the leading female role as being that of a “black widow.” They are femme fatales that cause the downfall of the men in the film. Abbey (Frances McDormand) destroys all the male characters who come to know her. First, it’s her husband, Marty (Dan Hedaya), who suffers. Marty must put up with the ungrateful wife that Abbey is. He also has to put up with her many extra-marital affairs. In defense of her though, Marty is not a loving husband; he drove her out of the marriage. The second man to fall because of Abbey is Ray (John Getz). Their affair together seems to be a promising one, but he can never fully trust her. His lack of trust leads Ray to suspect that he is close to being shown the door and ousted for another man. The mistrust Ray has is an obstacle for their love. In the end, Ray is murdered and cannot get the chance to express his love for her which is ultimately sad and an example of the pessimism in the film. The last man to die in the end is Visser. He literally dies at her hands. All the males seemed to have been chasing after Abbey, and in the end died because of her.

Abbey is a black widow in all meanings of the words. She looses her husband, and Ray who tried to court her is dead. But in film noire conventions, the woman has an active role in causing the downfall of the males. What the entire film is about is Abbey and her extra-marital affair with Ray. She starts the chain of events that led to the murder of her husband and lover and the killing of Visser. She doesn’t know it, but she is the driving force behind the violence and tension of the film.

As film noire suggests by its very name, things are dark both thematically and visually. The bleak outlook on life is reflected in the sparse usage of light. Many of the scenes in Blood Simple occur during the night. By having things happen at night, the director can control the lighting scheme. Joel Coen and his cinematographer, Barry Sonnenfeld, return to the classical noire style in many of these night scenes. The classical style is very expressive with the use of light. Everything seems to happen beneath low key lighting. The use of expressive lighting usually happens in the interiors of cars. In the first scene after the introductory narration, Ray and Abbey are in a car driving down a mysterious stretch of road; they are lit in a low key lighting scheme. Their faces are practically in the dark and are illuminated by the instrumentation on the dashboard. Partial showing of people’s faces in film noire makes for the character to be more mysterious.

Low key lighting also utilizes pools of light to separate the important aspects on the screen. The final scenes of Blood Simple also have the expressive lighting that is found in classical film noire. They take place at Abbey’s apartment which has huge, undraped windows suitable for expressive lighting. When it’s dark in her apartment, menacing shadows are cast throughout the room. The final scene in which Abbey is stalked by Visser contains many examples of low key lighting, pools of light, and menacing shadows. During the scene, she hides among the shadows, and most of the time the only part of her figure which can be seen is part of her face. It is the way light and shadows are used that gives film noire that dark, brooding atmosphere. Another fitting example of expressive lighting within the climactic scenes is when Visser fires blindly at Abbey through the thin walls of the apartment. His shots go through the wall, and they leave behind holes in the wall from which light streams through into the dark. Again, this scene reflects the pessimistic attitude, because it happens at night when the world is more menacing and dangerous.

The darkness within the frame also pervades the theme of the movie. Blood Simple is very bleak, and it does not have a happy outlook towards life. Besides opening with a cynical narration, there are many points in the film that exude the bleak attitude common to all film noire movies. One such example is the unhappy ending to Abbey’s affair. Most everybody is dead, and her lover, as well as husband are on the casualty list. Marty, Ray, and Visser, the male characters, die after they have become involved with Abbey. Love doesn’t conquer all but gets shot through the heart by a high powered rifle. Another cynical example is the foreshadowing of death. To imagine oneself riddled with bullets is very morbid and pessimistic. Ray gets a glimpse of his fate when he finds a picture of himself murdered. What can be more bleak than having the knowledge that your fate is that of being murdered in the prime of your life? Even what people say is tinged with a pessimistic view of life. Marty at one point comments on his messed up life. He says, “I’m staying right here in hell.” His life is a living hell without Abbey, and although he doesn’t know it, but it is also a hell with her. Abbey, as a destructive force in the lives of her men, is also very pessimistic. The black widow theme surrounding her character plays on the darker side of male-female relations. Finally, the most fatalistic image from the picture is the closing shot. It is from the point of view of the dying Visser as he looks up at the bottom of a bathroom sink and watches as a drop of water is on the verge of falling on his head. The director seems to be stating that life is like the underside of a dirty sink; it’s all mildew and scum. The bathroom sink metaphor sums up the entire feeling of a downbeat life and cynical world which hangs over the heads of the characters of the film.

One convention of film noire which Blood Simple does not seem to address is the suffocating atmosphere of the city. It doesn’t exist in the film, because there is no city; it’s just the vast expanse of Texas used as the backdrop to the suspence. But still, the Coens are able to get across that Texas can be as oppressive a place as a big city through their choices of interiors. The Coens don’t need a huge city to overwhelm the characters and make them appear insignificant, because they supply their own oppressive areas. Enclosures exist throughout the film from the confines of the interior of a car to the claustrophobic effect of being buried alive. Nothing symbolizes the confinement of the characters in their own private hell than Marty’s premature burial. The Coens also use effective lighting to enhance the dark feel of the film. Darkness and shadow pervades most of the film and it can symbolize how confining life is. The Coens without an urban setting can still convey enclosures by subtle means which are hard to get at a first glance.

Being in a genre which has been a cliché for some time could lead you to suspect that Blood Simple is a predictable film. But when the Coen brothers decide to do film noire, they do it in style. They are extremely original in their approach to filmmaking, as well as to storytelling. The many twists of the plot and the double-crosses will leave you engrossed in the film. As an example of film noire, Blood Simple does a fine job in following many of the conventions of the older, more classic noire films, and it forges a different route compared with those classic films. In some sense Blood Simple fits the noire genre by not being a perfect example of the film noire style, because the genre’s films are varied, and it’s hard to pick one which best exemplifies the genre. With Joel and Ethan Coen at the helm though, film noire won’t be as easy to attach a cliched epitaph to.

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Wednesday, January 09, 2008
With this my last semester in school, I hope to have more time for blogging. I've asked for my readers to participate in the comments. I've tried being better at participating in yours. I look forward to writing some posts with more analysis and detail to them. I'd like to get better. Hope you'll join me.

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Tuesday, January 08, 2008
Atonement is the Pulp Fiction for the Masterpiece Theatre set. No it's not violent, but it tells its story in a non-linear fashion.

Set in England some years before WWII, we start with a young writer finishing her first play inviting the stable boy to the play. Her crush on him will be important as it leads her to do malicious and damaging things. He and her sister are really in love. Of course, we know it's doomed. She sees them at the fountain only part of a scene. She misinterprets it. Then we go back to see the reality of the scene. The audience knows more than the characters and at each turn, the audience feels like shouting out to stop the madness. "That's not what happened." He gives the sister the wrong letter. She reads its and again misinterprets it leading to major trouble. Skip a few years to the war and he's trying to get home. The sister is now estranged from her family and is a nurse in London. She too becomes a nurse, but still writing. The writing of her autobiography goes on. She taps it out on the typewriter.

While somewhat pretentious (it yearns for an Oscar), I liked the fact that I had to think and concentrate on some of the story. While not outright great, it was a good watch.

3 of 5 stars.

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So I finally looked in the box. Rather than read the letters addressed to her, I rooted around and found some other letters from friendships past.

I find a few from my good friend Akeshia. She loved Sweden before I even knew where it was. I received a few postcards from her study abroad year.

There's one from Rob exhorting me to get out of town. Funny that one.

There's also a few from Simon. I wonder if he's dead now and his magisterial poetry lives on.

I wish I knew where they all were now. I lost touch with them so long ago. On the placemats in chinese restaurants, the chinese zodiac description of the boar says that I'll have life long friends. They say horoscopes are phony and filled with descriptions that'll apply to almost anyone. This is one I wish it did.

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Sunday, January 06, 2008

Last night looking for some cool tunes to go up against CapitolSwell, onelittleseedling or BlueRyder's onslaught. Here's one that I've been hearing all day.

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This is gratuitious just to keep the streak alive. Nothing much to say. Perhaps soon my review of Atonement, the Pulp Fiction for the geriatric set, non-linear time.

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Saturday, January 05, 2008

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Friday, January 04, 2008
The Charles Theatre offers you a chance to catch some really good films. They're doing a revival on Hitchcock. Twenty-five films from here to June.

The question becomes should I watch the ones I haven't seen or watch the ones I have on the big screen?

I know for a fact that I want to catch Grace Kelly and Ingrid Bergman on 35mm so I don't want to miss Notorious or Rear Window. The rest? We'll see.

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Walk Hard: Dewey Cox

Originally, I would not have wanted to watch this flick. They posted the first ten minutes of it online. I watched it and came away bored. How can we think this mock biopic is any good when the last spoof movies, Date Movie and Epic Movie, have killed the genre? Can the current golden boy of comedy, Judd Apatow, continue his run of comic films? The answer is no and no. So, I wonder why I went to see the movie anyway.

Dewey Cox is ably played by Reilly. He makes the perfect clueless singer. The movie's one sheet of him spoofing the iconic Jim Morrison portrait is the best thing from this movie. The songs are fun also.

Walk Hard follows the conventions of the biopic. The early struggles of the young Dewey Cox trying to live up to his dead brother's image and to be a better man than his dad thinks he is. The film moves onto the early career success with a naïve Dewey Cox meeting the King in the film's funniest moment. Rock'N'Roll always included sex and drugs, and it is in finding the drugs to go with the music does the film become a little more funny. Dewey meets The Beatles in India. Jack Black as Paul, Paul Rudd as John, Justin Long as George Harrison, and Jason Shwartzman as Ringo are hilarious. The second best cameo of the film. Jenna Fischer enters the scene after Dewey Cox delivers a cocaine fueled, hardcore version of Walk Hard and promptly adds the sex to the mix. She plays the June Carter Cash role to give Dewey the soulmate he's meant to have. The film then portrays the middling, pathetic side of his fame and it veers off into a bad, boring movie.

I've always though Apatow's movies are 30 minutes too long. He seems to want to put a lot in the films he does. Surprisingly, this film ran about 90 minutes. It still felt too long.

2 of 5 stars.

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For over 20 years, the Bucs couldn't return a kickoff for a touchdown. Hell, that dude from Chicago has done it more than the Bucs. They finally got off the shnide this year! Hilarious. Although it looks like they get away with a hold, but no harm no foul. Touchdown!

They're playing the NY Giants this weekend in the first round of the playoffs. Most likely a loss considering the Giants have played like monster killers when they lost to the Patriots and the Bucs played like wimps losing their last two games. If they make it out of this round. They'll get beaten up by whomever they play next. Yet, with this historic touchdown return who cares.

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Thursday, January 03, 2008
Looking over my recent posts, there's some comments from the usual suspects. I would like to see some others.

So from now on, I'll try to participate in the discussion in any of my posts. I just posted some replies. Maybe some discussion may spring up? It's part of my trying to be a better blogger this year. I'll also try to add some decent comments at your site as well.

I figure that we can make this an open thread.

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Wednesday, January 02, 2008
Second day of the new year and I go back to work. It still sucks as much as anything, but hopefully this short week makes the weekend come faster.

Here's a nice little ditty. You'll recognize it as the opening song to Fucking Åmål. This is the best I can do to find it. I like it. For a Swedish band. Enjoy.



Whatever happened to YouTube links instead of imbeds?

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Tuesday, January 01, 2008

Here's to a good 366
Originally uploaded by browsermetrics.

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