Sunday, January 26, 2014
Ok, so, first I have to discuss the Vero connection. Ms. Bell lived in Vero Beach for a while. I went to high school in Vero and normally I hate basically anything connected with Vero. (The obvious exception is The Dodgers.) Despite this depth of hate, I must admit I am kind of smitten with Lake Bell.
I really loved Bell's In a World. The indie gem takes place inside the world of voice-actors, specifically concerning the actors who do the voice-overs in movie trailers. ("In a world where blah blah blah.") I love movies that examine little communities and their inner workings. In a World hits this sweet spot. It also is a lovely romance, exploring relationships both old and new. It was a joy. As a bonus, the movie contained two of my favorite movie-kisses ever: one funny, one really sweet. Sure, the resolution is a little hackish, but I was invested enough to not care. Watch this little movie.
Tuesday, January 21, 2014
Steven Moffat wrote some of the best episodes of the modern Dr. Who. He is responsible for "Blink" and "Silence in the Library," as well as many other great hours of sci-fi storytelling. After a while, however, Moffat's narrative games began to seem strained. It is clear that Moffat does not care about many of the Who characters qua characters. Amy Pond started as a neat character, but she ended up a narrative double-back. The same can be said for River Song (and Rory). And the contemporary companion is not even a character; she is a riddle. I almost always hate narrative as a puzzle. (Before people start complaining: I never viewed Lost as a puzzle. And that is probably partly why I had no issue with the end of Lost, even if I thought the quality overall dropped in the last two seasons of the show.) Dr. Who always has "puzzle" elements, but it is always solved by timey-wimey stuff. It never matters if someone dies or is hurt, because it was all solvable via, well, time-magic. This works fine for me if there are character stakes. (Hell, I do love Whedon and Abrams.) But I need to care about the characters. When I stop caring, I stop, well, caring. This is where I am with Moffat's Dr. Who. I don't care.
Now, Sherlock is another story. A "puzzle" is kind of built into the nature of Sherlock's adventures. This might be why Moffat's work on Sherlock is more compelling than his work on Dr. Who. Holmes and Watson still have good chemistry, and the puzzle actually reveals a lot about Holmes' character. I am excited that good old Benedict is back, even though he and Freeman are legitimate movie-stars now. Whereas I dread the return of Dr. Who, I look forward to Sherlock. Let's see what Moffat and company can do.
Sunday, January 19, 2014
The Spoils of Babylon is strange. It is a satire from the Funny or Die webpage group. Honestly, it shouldn't exist. Who wanted this series? It is satirizing a kind of over-the-top mini-series that was popular before I was even born, and I am pretty old. I have thin memories of stuff it is poking at, like The Thornbirds. Nevertheless, Spoils kind of tickles me. Cast-members Tim Robbins, Kristen Wiig, and Toby McGuire are game for the fun.
The show sort of acts like a sketch comedy with a tiny plot. I enjoy it, but I dont think I enjoy it as much as the cast did in making it. But, mostly, why satire this now? What's next, a twist-craze concept album from Vampire Weekend.
Saturday, January 18, 2014
I am a faithful Coen Brothers fan. I have seen all of their films, and I count Miller's Crossing, Fago, and No Country for Old Men among my favorites movies ever. This film is strange and off-putting. The lead character, Llewyn Davis, is a pre-Dylan folk singer in Greenwich Village. Davis is a loser and kind of a jerk. He makes couch surfing a lifestyle.
Davis does bad stuff. Then does more bad stuff. Then he sings. Then he does more bad stuff. The character never changes and never develops. He is the same person at the start of movie as the end. What are Coens saying? We can't change? I get enough of that bullshit on Mad Men; I dont need more of it here. Of course, the film looks good. It is the Coen brothers after all. But I dont know why I watched this movie.
There was also a magical symbolic cat, or something.
Thursday, January 16, 2014
I love that Dan Harmon is back at the helm of Community. He has a solid grasp of these characters and ideas. Yes, folks, TV can be an auteur art-form too. Now, as much as I love when Harmon pops out a "theme" episode, like last week's Zodiac parody, it is also nice when Community does a solid character piece. This week's episode is a character masterpiece. It is another pint-sized "bottle episode," like previous the "who stole the pen" episode. It is nice to see these characters re-connect to some of the basic themes from early in show, even if the plot device concerning Troy's future was a bit much. I hate to see Troy go, but he was always the closest to Pierce, so I guess it kind of works.
Honestly, it is kind of amazing that Community is on TV all. NOBODY watches this show. Its ratings are puny. NBC just has nothing else in the hopper that can match Community's tiny-but-loyal viewership. The show might even get "six seasons and a movie." On the other hand, this short-order season might be the end. Either way, I am happy to spend this time with the study-group. Harmon is back, and Community is good again.
Oh, and, yeah, Walter mo-fo-ing Goggins!
Wednesday, January 15, 2014
Look, I am a sucker for meta-fiction, and I dig spy stories. But this book is just a mess. Sure, McEwan can write a nice sentence. His prose is efficient. But the characters, especially the lead Serena, are plain and boring. The meta-textual twists in the plot don't feel organic like, say, in Gone Girl. And the same pomo games don't illuminate the themes like in Crying of Lot 49 or American Pastoral. By the end, the book felt like a cheat.
The last thing we need is another show about serial killers. The Following is fucking wretched, a true pox on the screen for people who think they are following a deep TV show but are too lazy to watch The Fall or The Wire. It and its whole brand of sexist-female-cruelty and double-back plotting should be banned. (I am also looking at you, old-person-show The Mentalist, with your idiotic 'Red John" nonsense.) Hannibal is pretty amazing, but that quality is against all odds. The actual serial killer stuff is pretty lame plot-wise, but the performances are lovely. And, most of all, Bryan Fuller, who makes Hannibal--and who was behind underrated shows like Wonderfalls and Pushing Daisies, as well as a cool Munsters remake--is a true visual genius. If the plot to Hannibal was two dudes playing chess and it was written/shot by Fuller, it would still be pretty good.
HBO's True Detective follows a similar path to potential glory. Matthew McConaughey is straight-up amazing in quiet performance. He is simply riveting. I cannot take my eyes off him, even if he still looks a little thin from that AIDs movie. And, as Matty wanders off in pretension, old Woody smacks him down with earthy common sense. Woody basically says "stop all this bullshit." The dynamic is great.
The murder stuff is a big blah. The visual image of the first victim, with the crown and such, was pretty cool. But, honestly, they could just start speaking Danish when they rattle off stuff about the murder plot. It makes as much sense as timey-wimey bullshit on Dr. Who or that Cylon nonsense on BSG. Who cares? The real mystery is how McConaughey went from the cool, if svelte, looking cop above to the boozie drunkard here:
I'll stick around for that character issue, and for the great performances of these two actors. But, if the sexist violence gets too dumb or, well, misogynistic...or if the women just find themselves stuck in the nag/harpy role of unimaginative modern TV... well, I will probably still watch. But I will disappointed. So far, I am giving True Detective a chance.
As I fail to keep time in a bottle and my summer babes become winter babes, I noticed that I consume a ton of popular (and non-popular) culture, but it often just flies by. I see a movie, think about it, and see another. Soon I cannot remember if Amy Adams was scissoring someone in American Hustle, or was that in some other movie? Top of the Lake, The Fall, Broadchurch, Hit or Miss ... all really good BBC TV shows that kind of blend together in my head. (Top of the Lake is the best one, but they are all good.) By the end of the year I forgot how much I liked Orphan is the New Black. Oh, wait, I mean Orphan Black. (And, for that matter, Orange is the New Black.) Damn, Under the Dome was shitty. Man, that My Bloody Valentine record was great. So was Drake's. I loved The Interestings, barely remember Gone Girl, misunderstood Alice Munro, read Saunders too quickly, and so etc. Why am I watching Walking Dead? I don't know.
Anyway, here, I hope to quickly jot down my thoughts on things as I experience them. I do not aim to be too thoughtful, unless I sit down and decide to right a kind of "think piece." But since I am pretty lazy, that might not happen at all.
So, this place is for me to keep track of stuff. The entries will be short. They will try to be my thoughts before read anybody's else's thoughts. But this place is mostly for me. I'd like to remember, say, that I thought You're Next was pretty neat, and why. (It was pretty neat, right?) Why did I hate Gravity? Why did I hate Life of Pi? Why did I love Kacey Musgraves? Haim? Or whatever.
If others dig what I say, great. If not... delete it when I die. :)