Sunday, April 30, 2006
Friday, April 28, 2006
I hated Sideways.
I finished it a few days ago, but it took me three sittings and several days. First of all, the wine metaphor was waaaay overdone. (Besides, the two main characters didn't age well; they were childish, overgrown, immature, middle-aged men.) The time reminders were likewise overdone (the text flashing the days of the week got annoying after a while). There was no real character development; there was just character revelation, and none of it very good. The protagonists were barely likeable.
I laughed once: when the naked guy runs out of the house and chases the car. I think I laughed because it was unexpected and absurd.
So yesterday I re-watched I Heart Huckabees. Now there's a movie I love. . .
Saturday, April 15, 2006
So of course I loved Thank You for Smoking. There was the underlying topic of cross-sections of government, media, and capitalism. But the overall it was a homage to spin and its role in the great American marketplace of ideas.
Friday, April 14, 2006
But I liked it. In fact, I really liked it. It was a really, really fun movie! I would've loved it as a kid -- it seemed like one of those adventure stories you make up, with all your favorite characters from movies or books, but it's totally anachronistic because Indiana Jones and Anne of Green Gables and The Three Investigators and Prince Valiant couldn't possibly coexist, but you want them to anyway. Or, uh, maybe that was just me. Anyway, the movie reminded me of imaginary plot lines like that. Good times!
Monday, April 10, 2006
Sunday, April 09, 2006
Good grief! They were only given to me last weekend!
My sister, mom, and one of my mom's friends all think I drowned it. I watered it twice! I thought you were supposed to water plants about twice a week. I didn't know I was drowning it...
First off, I loved the opening credits, with the different plates of food. Oh, the symbolism. But then the movie itself started. It is quite possibly the weirdest movie ever, and while I can't come up with one succinct interpretation (yay, polysemy), here are a few things that were over-the-top obvious:
- Race goes largely unmentioned, but affects most of the lives of the characters in Preston, ID: Pedro's presence, the "Indians #1" sign at the school, Kip's black girlfriend, the dojo, Napoleon's dance video.
- Images of sports are pervasive --but the usual glorified heroes are absent: football, karate, even tether ball.
- The Idaho scenery is gorgeous: mountains in the background most of the time.
- The timeline was wonky: the fashion, music, and techonological developments didn't match.
Other themes seem to be:
- "Difference," in various forms
Even with all that in mind, there's really nothing concrete to say about Napoleon Dynamite. The West is a wonderful melting pot? Beware of living up to perceptions of perfection and standards of attainment, because they don't exist? Latino friends and black culture bring happiness? Nostalgia for high school years overlooks the awkwardness of adolescence? Maybe it's all of these, maybe it's nothing.
I didn't love the film, but I found it fascinating.
In an odd homage, the Idaho state legislature passed a resolution hailing the film. To me, it was more hilarious than the movie. Which makes me fear for Spokane...
In other news, last Friday I watched Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind.
I loved it. I thought it was incredibly brilliant and creative. And of course, it had the well-placed thought-provoking quote (full work available here).
But suffice it to say that I had to try and find simple, happy cartoons on TV after the movie was over.
Tuesday, April 04, 2006
1. Got to go the Westside, even if it was for a doctor's appointment.
2. Free Thai food at work.
3. Awesome happy hour at Contour with a fellow commie.
4. More Thai food at the JACL Exec Board meeting, where everyone voted unanimously to co-sponsor the local march and rally for the April 10 day of action for immigrants rights. Something I reallyreallyreally wanted to do for work but couldn't.
5. James Blunt concert. (One small observation: when the singer announces he's going to show a video from Kosovo, and then sings "No Bravery" ... though the typically overly serious Seattle crowd will largely fall silent, there will probably be four or five obnoxious teenagers who whoop and cheer intermittently --and hopefully accidentally-- during the images of bombed-out villages, graveyards, and soldiers with guns. The joys of all-ages shows....)
Sunday, April 02, 2006
But my record for caretaking is not good -- freshman year in college, I got a tamaguchi as a gift and it kept dying on me. And sophomore year, my roommate and I killed our neighbors' cactus plant while they were gone for two months.