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2007-02-25T22:12:00.001-05:00

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The Adventures of Crispin Glover

2007-02-15T23:49:00.000-05:00

So, I saw What Is It?, the directorial debute (I think) of Crispin Glover. Many people know him only as McFly from the Back to the Future series, Willard, or from Charlie's Angels (which I haven't seen). In fact going back until about 6 years ago, I didn't know who he was. It was only from a co-worker mentioning how excited he was that there was a new Crispin Glover movie coming out, did I know that such a name existed. However, having seen River's Edge earlier this year, I'm in a Crispin state of mind.

Once before, a couple of years ago, I stood in line at Anthology Film Archives to get tickets to this movie. I arrived 3 hours before, in the cold, and there was a line around the block. I did not get tickets but I knew someone, who knew someone, who did and they said it was crazy.

What is it? started as a movie staring actors with downs syndrome and grew into a movie about provocation. Crispin Glover tours with this film and a slide show he presents before the film. Afterwards there is a Q&A. This, in my case, set many of the issues I had into context. Glover attempts to present content that is "outside the realm of good and evil", meaning a non-corporately influenced or censored material. In this case that means people with downs syndrome pouring salt onto snails and a woman with a monkey mask masturbating a man with multiple sclyrosis. This is the world we're entering.

To say the film is difficult and inaccessable, is an understatement. The only reason I didn't hate this film was that I could see that there were some ideas at work, some artistic intent and lofty goals. However it's a film wherein most of the dialogue is incomprehensible, and the narrative, which Glover in the Q&A described as traditional, is nonexsistent.

I can't rate this film without taking into account the slide show that preceeded it. The slide show was much more interesting than the film and consisted of books from the 1800s, reworked by Glover. Themes begin to surface as the pieces are read and the occasional funny line punctuates the madness.

Overall Glover was an excellent host and portrayed himself as an artist and I believe he is one. I give the film 2 stars, but when combined with the slide show I give 3 stars.

Hopped up on Theraflu

2007-02-07T23:49:00.000-05:00

So, I'm a little sick and I took some Theraflu to help me sleep. Only after I took it I saw that it said "non-drowsy" and now I can't seem to sleep. I decided to watch a movie until I fell asleep, which will hopefully be soon.

Theraflu, by the way, is the worst stuff on earth. Does anything taste worse? I nearly vomited with each swallow, and I don't vomit (twice in 12 years). I can still taste it even though I drank a little coke and a ton of water. What does this have to do with film? Nothing, it just couldn't go unsaid.

My first exposure to Costa-Gavras is the film, Missing (1982).

"If you hadn't been personally involved in this... unfortunate incident, you'd be sitting at home, complacent, a more or less oblivious to all of this."

Exactly! That something like this could, and did, happen isn't shocking in the world we live in today. The proliferation and saturation of information allows us to be aware of how easily it is for "evil" people to get their way. This film, with it's strong portrayl of characters fighting against the beurocracy is smart and emotionally involving in spite of the heavy reliance on facts. Sometimes this gets in the way of my emotional involvment with characters but the interaction between Jack Lemon and Sissy Spacek is realistic and moving.

I am pretty sure that Z, by Costa-Gavras, is a great movie and probably better than this one but it's damn good. I'll give it 4 stars on netflix and recommend it.

Warren Oates

2007-02-06T20:51:00.000-05:00

For those of you who don't know, Warren Oates is one of my favorite actors of all time. He's on a short list (which I don't put too much thought into and is a work in
progress) with Henry Fonda and DeNiro. The film is Bring Me the Head of Alfredo Garcia, by Sam Peckinpah, and it's one of my favorite titles ever. This is a showcase of sorts, for Oates. The central character, Benny, is a hustler living in Mexico and in love with a prostitute. He takes on the mission of getting Alfredo Garcia's head for a hefty ransom, in order to make a life with the woman he loves. Tragedy strikes when she is killed and he is left for dead.

The Peckinpah style vengeance takes the momentum of the film after that point, when Benny sets about finding the orgins of his mission. His obsession takes over his life and he begins talking to himself and the head. He loses his grip on reality.

These are themes that I like in my films. Oates realistically portrays one man's descent into pathetic madness. The film is filled with slow motion shootouts and archetypal characters. This is a film bordering on mythic in it's approach.

It falls short in many ways for me, the first of which being the early half of the film and it's disjointed structure. The gaps in logic and story as well as stilted dialogue, reign supreme in this section. The last 30 minutes the film picks up it's pace and the myth making tone feels right. It's as though Peckinpah was rushing to the finale. Skipping on coherent and believable plot in favor of Oates' performance "tics".

Oates is the star of the film and the major draw for anyone viewing. Very few actors could combine dark aviator shades and a white suit to make a powerful performance.

The film gets 3 netflix stars.

Hollywood Moviemaking sometimes works

2007-02-05T15:07:00.000-05:00

HBO just showed Peter Jackson's King Kong and I thought I would check it out. Allow me to say that I watched the movie in it's entirety and planned on writing a section about how much of a crime it was to watch a movie like this pan and scan. However, I realized with 5 minutes left that I could have been watching it on HBOHD channel. There goes that rant, defeated by idiocy.

I thought the film was an excellent example of what Hollywood movies can be capable of. Huge vistas, engrossing action, well crafted plot, cutting edge special effects and big name stars, all add up to one of the best Hollywood pictures of it's type I've seen in quite some time. The type I'm refering to is action movie. I don't like action movies as a rule. Peter Jackson chose to remake an interesting subject with emotional connections bulit into the plot and not tacked on. There were beautifl shots and exciting sequences that really moved and involved me.

This is a Hollywood movie so it does have hackneyed overacting, shallow character development, and clumsy exchanges. In particular the relationship between the first mate and the boy was rife with cliches. The attempts at humor rang false.

Another thing that bothers me in mainstream big budget specticals like this is the special effects. While Kong looks good by himself, as do many of the monsters in the film, their interaction with the world and other characters always looks fake. A creature that large moving that fast would look different with a person. I don't know how clear I can be about this but it is off putting and takes me out of the film. The final sequence with Kong on the Empire State Building fighting with the planes is a perfect example of the fake appearance of the effects. The planes in the seuence are digital and look like it. If one is to go back and watch a film where planes are filmed live in the sky, they look different. It isn't the fault of the digital artists that they can't reproduce life. They aren't being asked to. What they are making now looks great to 90% of the people who like effects heavy films. I find it distracting most of the time. When I don't, is a rare occasion.

I'll give it 3 stars and I'll conceed that if I had seen it in the theater my experience may have raised the rating.

Good ole Film Forum

2007-01-30T23:06:00.000-05:00

Tears of the Black Tiger, directed by Wisit Sasanatieng is a Thai film that is shot using all the techniques and story elements of the classic American western. I gave it 2 stars. It's filled with attractive, colorful, images and campy elements that generate the occassional chuckle. It's not really my cup of tea but was interesting to see familiar images adapted and twisted in this way. Eh. Wasn't worth my 11 bucks.

Weekends are times for film

2007-01-29T17:53:00.000-05:00

Kelly and I had a mini-marathon (oxymoron) this weekend. Besides watching Wet Hot American Summer, which I'd seen (and loved) before and will not be counting in my quest, we watched 3 movies.

Battle in Heaven, a Mexican film by Reygadas about a man who, with his wife, kidnaps a baby. The baby dies and he confides in a Generals daughter, whom he knows works as a whore in a brothel. This information leads to a bizarre psycho sexual dynamic between the man and the girl.

I enjoyed the film. It was a film that works on the intellect. I had little emotional involvement which, at face value is negative, but I feel that films can work to involve us in two primary ways. Emotionally and intellectually. This was decidedly in the later category.

With a measured, beautiful shooting style and a expert eye for composition, we are guided into Mexico City by one of the working class and the city seems like any city. The movie is shot in a manner that distances us from the people. The film is famous for having scenes of actual "hardcore" sex. The scenes are not titillating, however, and fit perfectly into the film. It is also good to see a film where the lead is not an attractive person. It added to the realism of a film that had little.

I gave it 4 stars, mainly due to how my mind goes back to it well after I watched it.

Next was Sherry Baby. Starring Maggie Gyllenhaal as a former drug addict and mother, just released from prison and trying to find her way in the world, this was a 3 star film for me. Perhaps it will jump up to 4, where I initially thought I would rate it, as I think more about it.

Gyllenhaal gives an important and believable performance, anchoring the film. This film is what is right about independent film; stories that need to be told in a manner that doesn't insult the intelligence of it's audience. There is a sense that things are going to go wrong. This has the opposite effect of Battle in Heaven, making Sherry Baby one of the most emotional films I saw that was released in 2006.

Motel, an independent movie about a Chinese thirteen year old who lives with a cast of colorful (not really) characters that include a borderline fascist mother and a drunken, whore monger, Korean lodger. It was interesting at parts and funny at other parts. All told it wasn't that good of a film. The poster/dvd box was better than the film.

There are some parts that ring with the truth of adolescence and the pain that comes with being 13. However the film was uneven and felt more like a series of short films tied together with a thin premise. Performances were weak. Visually the cast was perfect but it didn't translate into a compelling story.

I give it two stars but it is very close to being 3. I looked at the movies that were similar to it and that I had rated 3 stars and Motel didn't measure up.

I feel it closing in...

2007-01-27T01:20:00.000-05:00

Joy Division: Under Review, an interesting, albeit short, documentary on the life and times of the band and the albums, was a 3 star rating film for me.

While it was informative to me, as someone whose knowledge of Joy Division stems from a few conversations about them with some musician friends, and the movie 24 Hour Party People, the informed Joy Division fan will find it severely lacking in substance. Essentially a fist full of people, most of them rock critics, talking about the music and it's influence, overlayed with performance footage, songs, and a recording of Ian Curtis at one point, it begs for a more in depth treatment.

Perhaps there is no market for a documentary about Joy Division seeing as how this film had only been rated by 64 people on netflix, but I would like to see interviews with former members of the band, Tony Wilson, current bands, and Joy Division's contemporaries, all putting the band and Ian Curtis in context of the times. Maybe the film, 24 Hour Party People is enough, or maybe one of the films about New Order answers many of the questions I have. I'll get back to you on that.

This band blows me away. I forget how good and timeless they are.

Dogme indeed

2007-01-26T00:24:00.000-05:00

Festen (aka. The Celebration), by Thomas Vinterberg is one of the most affecting movies I've seen in quite some time. So powerful, and dramatic, that I'm not sure why I am giving it 4 stars instead of 5.

It is for this reason, that Dogme 95 was an event that was noticed. The "stripping down" of film to it's most basic elements, restricting the language in the process, is a lesson any filmmaker could benefit from. Acting and story. What is more effective than that in capturing the audience's attention and involving them emotionally? Nothing.

The fact that it was shot with digital, normally a huge distraction for me as a viewer, doesn't detract in the least. The forced closeup that the digital camera thrusts upon the filmmaker is an asset to this film.

Without ranting about the state of films in the U.S., I would like to point out that this film would have been almost impossible to make in America. If it were made it wouldn't have received the theatrical release that Festen did. It's sad. This movie puts other like minded domestic dramas to shame and makes me remember why I wanted to be a filmmaker in the first place.

stealth documentary

2007-01-22T18:32:00.000-05:00

While flipping through the channels on Sunday, I came across the opening credits to this film, which I was familiar with during it's theatrical run but hadn't seen. I had no desire to see this film either. I view spelling bees as silly at best and haven't watched more than 2 minutes of one on television. The film was Spellbound.

This film drew me in, sneaking up on me and, knife at throat, forcing me to be interested. How could I not root for these children as the study constantly looking for pre-teen fame and accolades. I cared about all of them and was invested in the actual national spelling bee, a feat I thought impossible.

The most surprising and my favorite element, was their economic backgrounds and how they played into each child's attitude towards the competition. Not overtly political and plainly exhibiting the facts of these children's lives, the film supports the "American Dream" more than any documentary I've seen.

The message; You can come to this country and work hard and you will succeed.

My only issues, and thus why this film gets 3 stars, is that it's fairly pedestrian in it's formal elements. It's like any TV show about the same subject. The directors do understand the drama and are skilled filmmakers. It's more of a stylistic distaste that I have.

Books; briefly

2007-01-20T16:51:00.000-05:00

Within the past week I finished reading Heart of Darkness, by Conrad and I read The Road, by Cormac McCarthy.
Heart of Darkenss was difficult for me to separate from Apocalypse Now. Knowing what I know about Apocalypse now and how it was adapted from Heart of Darkness, what parts were departures and the real similarities, colored my reading so much that one doesn't exist without the other.
Heart of Darkness was interesting, especially the story within a story device that Conrad uses. It was told with a great amount of economy and clarity. I would have liked for Kurtz, though mythic, to be more than the sketch I feel he was. Overall I'm glad I read it and wish it had been one of the books I was assigned to read in high school. I think it would have helped me, nearly as much as reading Hamlet did, to move past science fiction/fantasy as my primary reading choices.

The Road was a wonderful book. The ending moved me to tears. I had never read McCarthy, though I have wanted to read Blood Meredian for quite some time, and I hope this was a good representation of his writing. It was violent and tension filled, but not the least bit exploitive or sensational.
People should know that I have always had a love of dystopian or post-apocalyptic literature and this is another knotch on the belt.
I could probably write for days about this book. I haven't read a book this fast since The Sun Also Rises (which I read in one sitting) and I believe that should be recommendation enough.

A miss, then a hit.

2007-01-18T18:08:00.000-05:00

Watched, with my beloved, The River's Edge last night. Staring Crispin Glover, Ioni Skye, and Keanu Reeves. This was not one of my favorites. While the premise was interesting, the execution was stiff, cliched, and filled with uneven performances.
The film is about the death of a girl and how a group of friends, especially Glover and Reeves, react to the killer admisson of guilt. That skeleton of a plot I find interesting but inserting the wooden performance of Reeves and the erradic, hyperactive performace of Glover leave an uneven film where I care about none of the characters. Denis Hopper, playing a paranoid drug dealer, has a realtionship with a blowup doll he names Ellen. Exactly! Why would this film, or any, need this relationship in it. It's distracting, ridiculous, and reeks of a director with no idea of what makes an audience interested.
I gave this two stars more out of the seed of ideas present than an sliver of entertainment I gleaned from the film.

Pickpocket, by Robert Bresson is a film I wanted to love before I watched it. I had heard, both in person and on the DVD by Criterion, Paul Schrader speak of the film and how it influenced him in his work. In particular Taxi Driver, my favorite film, owes much to Pickpocket. Knowing this, and having an affinity for the "existential loner" that is the lead of this film, created this want for Pickpocket to be an important film to me.

I liked the film, 4 stars, but Bresson tends to leave me a little cold. I've seen only this and Au Hasard Balthazar (and a scene from A Man Escaped in a college film course) but I find the flat performances take me out of the film. I imagine these films with understated modern performances and wonder if they would be better. The answer is probably not, because Bresson did everything, from framing to cutting, with purpose.

I was involved in the film, and found it more accessable than his other film. You could see an artist and an intellect behind the innerworkings.

I will not summarize the movie but I do recommend it to anyone with an interest in French cinema. Perhaps, like I mentioned in an earlier post about Opening Night, the film will stay with me and become more important. It does beg to be studied.

Big Weekend

2007-01-15T18:13:00.000-05:00

Watched 4 movies this weekend.

The first was Hard Candy, which came out last year. I knew very little about this film going in. That it was about an underage girl meeting up with an older guy and that the "exploitation cinema experience" would ensue was the extent of my pre-watch knowledge. I wasn't far off from nailing the film's entire plot, however the degree of "exploitation" I was to encounter couldn't have been predicted.
I'll not spoil the film, as I will try not to do any time I write about a film, but there were some intense scenes. The film did an excellent job of pushing my button, and involving me in the story. Well done. Good performances, in spite of the extreme nature of the story. It's good to remind oneself that people are murdered or raped or assaulted all the time. That allows a film like this to remain relevant as the action stretches believability. Hard Candy, however, wasn't much more than a 3 star movie to me. I was involved, yes, but from the opening scene I hated the way it was shot. Everything was a CU or ECU. This was before the sense of claustrophobia would need to be present too. There were some moments early on, when we could get wider and "breath" as an audience but they were few and far between.
This was iPod film making. Made for the smallest screen possible. Does a filmmaker realize that these faces will be 30 feet high when projected? Do they realize that when a full shot is projected on the typical screen that we can see the facial expressions of your characters? This frustrates me beyond belief. Ingmar Bergman is famous for filming much of his characters in close-up, however there is an artistic intent there. A film that starts with an ECU of two characters talking in a coffee shop, before any real tension is even attempted by the filmmaker, reeks of laziness or unimaginative film making. It's a constant source of distraction for me.
In fairness, the style of shooting was less distracting later in the film when the tension was present and the pace increased. Like I mentioned before, I liked the film. I was involved. I give even more credit to the filmmaker for overcoming my distaste for his stylistic choices and the general sensationalism of the story to make me a participant in the film.

Then came The Queen, by Frears. It was a packed house at the Angelika, mid afternoon on Sunday, and we arrived late. That is a rare occurrence, but it happens to everyone once in awhile.
The Queen is about Queen Elizabeth's reaction to the death of Princess Diana. I remember Diana's death well. I found it puzzling that Americans were weeping at the death of a member of the royal family in another country. I was young at the time but it still perplexed me to this day. This film, with it's excellent performances by all, helped me to fill in the blanks and understand why her death affected people so. Helen Mirren, as the Queen, was the doppelganger of the real deal. Some of the scene's nearly moved me to tears.
I give credit to Kelly for pursuing this film and letting me tag along. I had little or no interest in seeing it but I'm so glad I did.
Let's say 4 stars.

Kelly and I came home and watched two more movies yesterday (Sunday 14, January). The first was Metropolitan, by Whit Stillman. I have seen The Last Days of Disco and parts of Barcelona, so I knew what I was getting into.
Anecdote: I worked with the producer and a coordinator of Whit Stillman's films and, while working with them, re watched The Last Days of Disco. I told the coordinator that I liked the film more than I remember and that I found it hilarious, some of the dialogue and the manner in which these people treated each other, was too fantastical to be anything more than comedy. She informed me that Whit Stillman did not make comedy's.
It may sound as if I will not like Metropolitan, but that is false. I enjoy the dialogue and Chris Eigeman's character and performance. The film is an entrance into a world I know nothing about. Perhaps most will have no interest in rich Manhattanites and debutante balls, but I find it as fascinating as Victorian society or the mafia underworld.
I'm also sad to say Whit, that I think the film is funny. I give it 3 stars but it could sway to 4 after I live with it for awhile. That is something that happens to me often. Opening Night, by Cassavetes, was the first time I finished watching a movie, didn't like it, couldn't stop thinking about it for weeks, and decided that it was a great film. Metropolitan has a chance.

Lastly we watched Kicking and Screaming, by Noah Baumbach. Loved it. Funny, smart, and speaking more to me, my life and my experience as a young(ish) man that feels directionless at times, than any film I can remember.
Performances and cast chemistry in particular, are the high points of the film. Parker Posey, Eric Stoltz, Josh Hamilton, Chris Eigeman (agian) all do an outstanding job. Carlos Jacobitt steals nearly all of his scenes.
The DVD, by Criterion, has many interesting and insightful extras. The fact that Noah Baumbach was 25 when he made this film makes me feel like a failure (which I am). It's an impressive debut and easy to see a direct line from Kicking and Screaming to The Squid and the Whale.
4 stars and little to complain about.

Quick one

2007-01-10T16:52:00.000-05:00

So I've watched, recently, two quick and easy films. This will be a short post in preperation for watching Pickpocket later this evening before the basketball game I want to watch.

Lets call it 1 and 1/2 actually because one of them was Brown Bunny. I've already seen the movie but I watched the Japanese edition with commentary by Vincent Gallo. The commentary was almost better than the film itself. At least the dull moments of driving with the camera fixed on the passisng scenery was filled with Gallo's opinion of said footage and the occasional defensive comment. As a result of the commentary, which is targeted at the Japanese audience the DVD was manufactured for, the movie is entertaining throughout, instead of only the moments where something is actually happening.
My favorite was Gallo outing Kirsten Dunst and Winona Ryder as "jerks" for undisclosed difficulties with getting them to play a part in the film. Leave it to Gallo to make outing someone the highlight of a film that involves a non-pornographic actress fellating him.
Speaking of the infamous scene, one of my favorites in recent years even if the oral sex had been simulated and not "hardcore", this Japanese disc overlays a blur over the "offending" areas. Gallo echos the American audience in calling it "weird". I don't get it but I'm glad I got this movie with the commentary. It would not gain a star in the ratings (currently 3 stars for me) but it came pretty close.

Also watched An Evening with Kevin Smith 2: Evening Harder. It wasn't nearly as interesting or laugh out loud funny as it's predecessor but it does have a couple of laughs and some interesting facts that I didn't know. That his wife was in Playboy for one, was an interesting fact.
This movie isn't as interesting as some of the stuff on Mr. Smith's blog: My boring ass life.
I'll give it 2 stars, but would recommend it for a Kevin Smith fan.

A foriegn film and a documentary

2007-01-02T19:18:00.000-05:00

I just watched two films today.

One was; "Tintin and I". It's a PBS P.O.V. program. It's about Herge, the cartoonist responsible for the "clear line style" that most European comics take as their major influence. Much like Kirby in the USA, Herge was read by everyone who wanted to be a cartoonist and seeing what european comics look like today, the influence is plain to see.

I enjoyed the film, though there were some stylistic flourishes, common in documetaries now with their fear that the information alone will not be enough to engross the audience. In spite of that, it was very informative. I wasn't aware of Herge's career in as much detail as the documentary provided. I would recommend it to anyone interested in cartooning or comics but without that interest the viability of the film lessens. Lets say 3 stars.

The other was; "The Passenger". A film by Michelangelo Antonioni. Some background... I've seen a few Antonioni pictures. L'Aventura, La Notte, Zabriske Point, and Red Desert. I like two of the four and hated Red Desert. I had to watch Red Desert for an editing class in college and write about it. I found this difficult. I was unable to get into the film. It was inaccessable and I didn't do the paper. I spoke with the professor, Ms. Mertens, about this, trying to crack the code as it were. To no avail... Zabriske Point I found equally inaccessable but it contained some interesting and potent imagrey.

As a result I am hesitant to watch Antonioni's films for fear that I will get one of the polarizing experiences I've had before.

The Passenger was no different. I liked it. Four stars on Netflix (I'm already tired and embarassed by the rating system I'm using... I'm stuck though). The tension was constant and some powerful observations on human nature and identity were hung onto and plot that drove the characters to the conclusion in an atypical, for Antonioni, manner. I remember the other films as being more gossamer in their structure. This one is more akin to L'Aventura, my favorite, and the performance of Jack Nicholson helps a great deal. Nicholson's career is littered with appearances in films that have great, or famous, directors. How smart is he? That's why he has so many Oscars in spite of his "hamming it up" during the later half of his career.

I recommend this film to anyone with a little patience. Give it a shot.

A plan set into motion...

2007-01-02T19:06:00.001-05:00

Here we are at my oft-ignored blog. Nobody is reading this. Perhaps Kelly is but maybe not.
In the coming year, 2007, I want to write about the movies I see, the books and the comics that I read. My big plan is to watch 104 movies in 2007. I'm not at the 365 level, and never will be with my job (when I have one). I figure a baby step would be averaging two movies a week. I would like to have counted December 31st but I will not. (12/31/06 I watched 3 moives; "El Topo" [which I'd seen before but barley remembered], "Chldren of Men", and "Notes on a Scandal")

Last night, January 1st, I watched "Time of the Wolf" by Micheal Haneke. I liked it very much. I gave it a rating, based on the Netflix rating system which has taken over the movie rating world, of 4 stars. It contains many things that I like in both subject matter and execution. Without summarizing the entire movie, it's about a mother and her two children surviving after the apocalypse. That is a favorite subject of mine, since the "my favorite movie is Road Warrior" days. Not sensational, it was the quietest, most medetative, worlds end I've ever seen. Huppert sets the tone, performance wise, early in the film. Her face concealing the horror of her husband being shot in front of her. Even her vomiting was understated. Haneke is chasing Bresson at moments in this film but not veering too far into failed imitation, as I believe he did in "Cache". The extended shots of stillness or "nothing" are few and feel powerful in their depiction of the beauty of nature and landscape amid the suffering. The conclusion, which I will not spoil, wasn't oblique, as in some of Haneke's films. Overall the film felt like realist science fiction cinema and that's a compliment. ;-)

Interesting side note: I applied to work on the English version of Haneke's film Funny Games, directed by the man himself... I didn't get the job.

With any luck I will have at least 51 more of these and hopefully 104, one for each movie. They will vary in length.

Wish me luck... hello... is anyone there...

In Memoriam: Dusty

2006-09-11T17:31:00.000-04:00

Dusty was my dog. He died last week. He was 16 years old. He lived a long dog-life. He was a good dog, my Mom picked him up from the pound when he was just a puppy. He was a poodle and yorkshire terrier mix. Despite his name, he was black.

Dusty has lived with my uncle and my mamaw Walker for the past, I dunno, ten years. It's a different life from when he lived with me in the apartments and houses we resided in those years in Florida. In West Virgina, where he lived most of his life, he was tied up on the front porch out in the country. Since he was a city-dog he didn't know not to run into the street, so he was tied up. He lived in the house a lot too. He wasn't used to the cold, being a city-dog from Florida, so when it got that way, in the house he would go.

When Dusy lived with me, I was a boy. He travelled with me when I was 18, to West Virginia, and there he stayed while I went to college, and New York City. When I was a boy he would sleep in my room, in his little bed that was made for cats, under my desk beside the door. Anyone, except my Mom, who tried to go into the bedroom would hear a growl from Dusty. He was mean. Not mean to me though. Nor my Mom or Step-Dad. He bit my baby cousin, Eli when he wandered into my room. Dusty was in big trouble then.

When we lived in Barley's Club apartments in Florida, a cheap place to live, we also had a cat. Baby was his name. We were given him by my Step-Aunt and Step-Uncle... they named him. He was de-clawed and neutered, but before that happened he was as vicious as he was playful. Eventually he and Dusty where friends. Baby would clean Dusty with his tongue, rough though it was, it probably felt great to Dusty. My Mom would claim that they were like two men in prison who started a relationship to deal with their surroundings. Like the film Midnight Express. Once, my girlfriend was over, we were watching a film, and Baby was lying in the middle of the floor grooming himself. Suddenly he snapped his head towards the hallway. Dusty came barrelling into the livingroom, a missle. Baby jumped straight up in the air and Dusty went under him, kung-fu movie style. Then they took off in a chase out of sight. We laughed.

I loved that dog and it makes me sad that he is no longer around and that it has been years since I had seen him.

Indulge me for a second

2006-06-29T19:17:00.000-04:00

Here I go again...

Apparently I am now rooting for my most hated Dukie, JJ Redick. Hate him but I have to support him now because the idiot in the front office, the same idiot who drafted Vasquez without ever meeting him or seeing him play, drafted him. It what world does JJ have a different career than Trajon Langdon? How are they different as players? I would say that Langdon is more athletic and a better defender.
It's amazing that have a good jumper and a college system designed to get you as many shots as humanly possible will get you picked in the lottery EVEN THOUGH you have a bad back (and a future drinking problem).
I wanted Roy or even Brewer but I'm glad we didn't trade to get them because Arroyo would have been involved and we have to keep him so the team stays in Orlando. The Puerto Rican fans that Arroyo brings to the arena will keep this team afloat for a season or two. If you go to the message boards in Orlando (I don't recommend it) they are trying to get Jameer benched for Arroyo! That would be dumb but he's a good back up PG and brings said fans.

Imagine a Magic game next year where the ball goes in to Dwight, comes back out and is rotated to JJ who nails the 3 who then gets his ankles broken and his back wrenched by ANY shooting guard on ANY roster in the league. It's a 2 guard's league now and he is going to get toasted nightly. Is it possible that he can come off the bench and fair better against second team's guards? Yes, but why do you draft a guy at 11 that will come off the bench for the rest of his career. I don't care how weak the draft is you could get a starter at 11 if you use your head.

Otis... you fucked me. At least I don't have to watch 6 years of games with Morrison shooting himself in the stomach at the break between quarters. That would have been hell on earth. You know that they are going to show it every game!

I'm not even going to touch the 6'11" stiff we drafted in the second round. He'll never see a minute on this team.

Okay that's it. That's all the negativity I will bring until JJ fails. I will root for him and hope that he will hustle on D and play smart, and shoot the lights out. I want JJ to make me look like an asshole again (remember my Tim Duncan prediction) so that my team will improve. Now I'm Mr. Positive Magic Fan. I'll give JJ until the All Star break. If he doesn't impress me then I'm back to the real me.

In other news.... Danny Ainge... what are you doing sir? Telfair? Good luck with that.

Some notes on IDLENESS and SLEEP

2006-03-15T05:23:00.000-05:00

During this time of unemployment I, as often is the case, alter my sleeping habits. Not out of any desire to do so but out of blind servitude to "inspiration", or whatever is passing for that in my life at the moment. My brain is more fertile during night. Or so I tell myself.

It is true that I have done, and thought, more creative and worthy things between the hours of 12am and 4am, but I hate it. I hate this routine. It isolates me from the world, including my girlfriend and family, more than it is worth, for I have no masterpiece in the works at this point. I simply fiddle about on this and that, believing that whenever I get my shot these times will prove the perfect example of the genius of my method.

I say again that I hate it. I would rather work in the morning, like most functioning people (my uncle Donnie wrote between the hours of 5am and 8am when my Aunt and cousins would then awaken... he has since lost his mind) but find the world of sleep to joyful a place to leave. I never want to get up until half the day is gone and then I curse myself as a lazy oaf. What is one to do?

Atempt to fix the problem? Yes. How? Well that is where I err. I decide that I will stay up through the time when I am tired and power on towards a time when it would be normal for me to go to sleep. Then my pattern will right itself and I'll get up around 8am. I've done it before. It feels good. I feel like a human being when it's like that. I tried to do this last night and couldn't. I was here, in my room the entire time. The bed calling to me, inviting. So I decided to take a "nap" at 3:30pm...ish. Yeah, I slept until 10pm and have been up ever since. I even took Tylenol PM, to no avail. (I did feel tired though)

So here I am, awake, resolute to stay that way until 10pm this evening. I will be active. Go somewhere in the city. Try not to fall asleep on the subway. Wish me luck.

And here are some pictures of cool comic book covers.

Can you believe that Don Rickles is on the cover and a character INSIDE this comic. That Jimmy Olsen comic.

I love that Dingbats cover and I'm currently tring to win all 17 issues of Metamorpho the element man on ebay. Could cost me 20 bucks if I win. I'll probably lose.

For lack of a better idea...

2006-03-02T00:07:00.000-05:00

Don't really have anything to post. I finished Six Feet Under last night at about 5am of my jobless existense. So good. So powerful. I wept through the funeral episode, ep-510, and the end, with it's rushed summing-up, felt like a weight off of my shoulders after all of that pain. Who knew that a television show could acheive such a thing. As good as Sopranos is it can easily veer off into genre convention to get out of many storytelling binds. Six Feet Under didn't have such a luxury.

Oh, here is a picture of a painting I did of a picture of myself.

First Message

2006-02-07T20:30:00.000-05:00

Nothing to say really. Just thought I would register this blog. Maybe I'll blog sometime. Might be fun. Practice putting words into sentences. Could always get better at that. Oh and here is a picture.