Showing posts from March, 2010

It's Official

"The Social Network" will probably be one (if not my number one) of my favorite films of the year and it's for the following reasons:

1. Despite the fact that it's about the founding of Facebook Jesse Eisenberg is in it.

2. It's directed by David Fincher, and Joseph Mazzello is in it

3. The screenplay is going to be written by Aaron Sorkin, master writer of Sports Night and The West Wing...did I mention Justin Timberlake?

4. It might be missing Joseph Gordon-Levitt, but it does have Andrew Garfield

The casting of a film in such a manner makes it absolutely impossible for me to declare myself an atheist.  Someone's listening to my  prayers.

Just remember I'm saying it in March.

Back in Crime-Red Riding: 1974

There's something about David Peace's novels that, no matter how dark and disturbing they may be, the reader feels the quest for the truth, the hope for some vengence, deeply enough to read on.  I was hoping that same intense attitude would be present in Red Riding: 1974, the film adaptation of Peace's Red Riding quartet; luckily I was only slightly disappointed.  

Red Riding: 1974 is the story of Edward Dunford (Andrew Garfield), a young journalist, with little but the desire for a by-line and a warm bed to lie in, preferably not alone.  He's determined, intelligent, and despite himself, is actually one of the "good guys".  Assigned to cover the story of missing schoolgirl Claire Kemplay, Dunford finds out the truth is the last thing to make it into the papers.  As things spiral out of control, it's clear that in the North of England, happy endings are fairy tales and corruption is the law of the day.

As a film, this one will stand up on its own.  Garfield…

Book #4: Nineteen Seventy Seven

This installment of the Red Riding Quartet is definitely tougher to find an anchor in than Nineteen Seventy Four, the first of the series. With Nineteen Seventy Seven, Peace introduces two parallel narrators, whose eventual destination merges, but in the meantime, it seems that splitting the story does more harm than good, making it somewhat difficult for the reader to jump into and out of their minds. With Eddie, in Nineteen Seventy Four, it was easier to be immersed; with Bob and Jack, it's slightly more confounding. Although both narrators were minor characters in the first novel, my perceptions of them were dramatically changed, which I'm sure is part of the point of these novels. No matter what you think a person might appear to be, those appearances are almost certainly wrong.
Peace's writing here is cynical and angry and dark, very dark. Even darker than the first one, but the prose is perhaps even stronger. It's such an odd thing to find a lyrical quality to su…

I Love Technology

So this is the first time I've realized just how linked in I am to technology.  I wouldn't consider myself a tech fanatic, but I'm pretty good with what I know and I can usually figure out what I don't know yet.  But there I was, 2 days in paradise, without internet connection, and worst yet, without HBO for the premier of "The Pacific"!  I did fine, I survived, but I did miss just knowing that there was a connection out there.  Realizing that unless I had every single guidebook known to man at my disposal, it would be nice to be able to look up whatever I wanted on the internet to get the quickest answer possible.  But, like I said, here we are, back off "island time" and re-connected, so here I am.  While the sunsets were beautiful and the waters were a beautiful turquoise, so I'm not complaining, or at least not REALLY complaining, I am just really thankful that my interest in technology and The Pacific starting has allowed me to find this. …

The Great American Road Trip-Day 3,4, and 5

The weird thing about this road trip is that it's not a road trip all the time.  I should have perhaps titled this the Great American Car Trip, but it's done now and I'll have to live with it.  Upon arrival at our destination (Tampa, FL) we've pretty much been lying low.  Days 3 and 4 consisted of the following highlights:

-Bruce attempting and finally succeeding on jumping up the two and a half feet on to the hotel bed

-Chip discovering the full length mirror in the room and convincing himself that that handsome white dog he saw was coming to get him, so he best bark as loudly as he could.  It was so entertaining I'm toying with the idea of a full length mirror for the house.

-Me attempting to swim in water that deceived me in a way that I cannot fully detail.  Simply seeing an open pool had me so elated that I let it get the better of me.  In much the same way that a person sees the wonders of a buffet and is confident that the can take on the whole thing, fillin…

The Great American Road Trip-Day 2

Here's what's great about road trips:  If you've carefully picked your companions, then you're in for a heck of a ride usually, since there's lots of time for ridiculous stories that would, under normal circumstances rarely be heard.  You get to see the world moving right outside your window, taking in the changing landscape and the way the side of the road changes from rocky side walls to trees to swamps.  You get to make stops at places that promise if you buy one bottle rocket you get one free.  It's an exciting life.  Here's the thing about traveling with your family on a road trip:  Not only do the suitcases get packed but so does all the rest of that baggage, so that inevitably, about 3/4 of the way to the destination, once the excitement has worn off, and once the tolls have been paid, you realize just how small a mini-van really is, and you start wishing for one of those giant RVs, or maybe 2 separate giant RVs, like the ones you keep passing in pai…

The Great American Road Trip-Day 1

It's as American as Deep Fried Oreos, Pork Rinds and tractors on front lawns!  That's right, my vacation this year consists of that recession-economy staple, the great family road trip.  Now last time something like this was attempted (that meaning the last time we attempted an actual vacation that involved driving to the destination) I was roughly 5 years old and it resulted in what we now fondly call "the vacation from hell".  It's called that because it involved, in this order, blue smoke coming out of the tailpipe, an almost-removed gas tank, walking to 7-11, heat stroke at King's Dominion and a downpour in Washington D.C. that almost took out both my mother and myself, and worse, the camcorder.  I'm pleased to say that this trip has at least gotten off to a better start.
I'm almost positive of at least one thing: that at this point, our neighbors are convinced that what we do, at least once a year, is pack the car as practice for our "fleei…

Did you hear that? It's the sound of culture dying

I feel like, in my head, when I'm writing blog posts, I try not to write too many serious posts. I'm not sure if I often succeed. There are enough serious things and too many serious people with serious opinions in the world for me to add to all of that. But this post will, unfortunately, probably be something of a downer, depending on whether it means anything to you. It may, also unfortunately, mean nothing to you.
For the last 3 years I've worked in a cubicle. If you don't know that about me yet, that's your introduction to my day-to-day life. It's not something I planned on, not something I hoped for, but I've succumbed and conformed to the idea of that abhorrent statement "well it pays the bills." And it does. It also pays medical and dental and rent and all of those things that grown-ups are supposed to consider important. For the fact that I'm not destitute and panhandling on the street, I'm extremely thankful. But the da…