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Wednesday, June 27, 2012
From: C. L.
To: [random stuff email list]
Thanks for all the awesome memories and opportunities – I’m going to miss you all and this lovely agency.
At its core, a casual goodbye, unmarked by gross sentimentality. His decision to send the email to the 'everything goes' listserv (that not everyone has opted into) is telling – was there no one in particular that warranted inclusion? 'Whoever gets it, gets it,' he seemed to say. Were there no cherished stories? Had the waves crashed too hard upon his shores? Pleasantries thrown off off-handedly. There is a discomfort in his continuing to be here; a ready-to-say-goodbye-ness about the affair.
'Emerging from a meeting that has gone on for way too long.' In our jokes, just a little bit of truth.
And what the fuck is 'K.I.T.'? A Google search reveals it to mean 'keep in touch.' Had he really meant that, I'd wager he wouldn't have thrown it off so half-heartedly and would bothered to have used fucking links. It speaks to a piece of his character that I did not know was there. In saying goodbye, I only find you to be different from who I thought.
The touches of detachment have left me cold, I'm afraid. I am not sure who I am saying goodbye to.
Posted by not eb at 4:54 PM
Saturday, June 16, 2012
Tuesday, June 12, 2012
Mon Oncle - 3/10. Man, fuck this slow-ass shit. It's a thirty-minute Charlie Chaplin movie stretched over two hours. Every gag takes forever to unfold. It's an attempt at a silent movie with sound, and to that I'll give it its points – all of the talking is just for effect. It's just a prop, a sound effect, and that was interesting. The rest wun't.
Moonrise Kingdom - 6.5/10. Maaaaan. I'm no Wes Anderson fan, but his last two movies showed a level of storytelling-beyond-style that I ain't seen in his others. I was hoping for some degree of maturing his style but naw, bitch just doubled down on what comes easy. It's all aesthetic. It's all designed to look good, to sound good, but ain't no thought been put into meaning. Everyone's cast because of their appearance. It comes close to having something, in small moments, but his aesthetic overload, his constant filmmaking means a bunch of characters who get in the way of the few interesting ones. Every detail is seemed to be important, everybody's got to have a cutesy fucking name. Ain't everybody got to have a story, dog. Just the people in the front.
Stalker - 7/10. It takes too long to get to a good conversation.
Shut Up Little Man! - 7/10. Manages to pull a full movie out of a small experience. Sometimes its stretched thin, sometimes the new and interesting angles aren't sat on. Or: sometimes it talks about things too much and sometimes it doesn't talk about things enough. It asks interesting questions and then doesn't answer them. That's okay. But I'll give it a great compliment: it makes you curious, and then it satisfies that curiosity. It feels complete.
Submarine - 8/10. Wes Anderson by way of Jared Hess. Not as bad as that sounds. Lower-class style. Stylistic, sure, but it doesn't get in the way. It doesn't become the predominant feature of the movie. Performed well, a soul in the center, well-decorated as it may be. It's a nice house, lived in.
Tuesday, May 29, 2012
The Avengers - 8/10. Fun as shit. Joss Whedon is the star of the movie, but he's also its weakness – a television director's sense of things. It's all big, but it doesn't look or feel big. Some scenes are outright poorly done. Do you think this motherfucker cares?
Mulan - 7/10. It's not really talked about and from that era when people stopped caring, but it's surprisingly good. The songs, mostly. Eddie Murphy practices his annoying side-character voice. It's annoying. Jackie Chan sings a super-serious version of 'I'll Make A Man Out Of You' on the DVD extras.
The Raid: Redemption - 7/10. Less fun than it should have been. Fantastic premise, just wish it didn't take itself so seriously. They should've thrown a little bit of comic book in there. A little more 'The Warriors.' I hope America remakes it!
The Girl With Dragon Tattoo - 7.5/10. A very exciting thriller, I just have no idea why she's so fucking important to the whole thing. It's really more of his movie, isn't it? I mean, she's cool, and she adds some sadness and pain, but some of that's just secondary to the primary. Gripes, that's all.
Hunger Games - 6.5/10. Reads like a good first season of a TV show. I wish it was a TV show. What's the use of introducing characters if you can't grow to care about them and then get sad or joyful when you watch them die? Too many people. What seems like scheming is actually just sincerity. Production value of a TV show, too. Fashion is odd – an amalgamation of things, never its own thing. That's the feel of the movie – a whole bunch of shit crammed into two hours, never finding an identity. Katniss is an easy hero. Make her make hard decisions. Make her fight her way through. Things happen around her.
The Secret World of Arriety - 8.5/10. An extremely kind and gentle movie, action bros. My favorite of the Miyazaki family (by far) (and he didn't direct this one!). The most linear of the Ghibli movies I've seen, which I desperately needed from the other Ghibli movies I've seen. Quiet and soulful. A slight misstep at the end ruins the beauty of the ambiguity, but fuck it, I'll forgive it. (And apparently it's not in the original version, just tacked on to the American. Anywayz.)
Ghost Rider 2: Spirit Of Vengeance - 4/10. From the directors of Crank? You've caught my eye, little sparkle. Everything they're good at – style, speed… pretty much those two things, I guess – is good. Everything they're not good at – plot – is not good. Whenever it slows down to speak, it fuuuuucking slows down. Everything you need to know about Ghost Rider is in the fucking name – we want to see a guy with a flaming skull for a face ride a motorcycle. They make it a plot point to take that away altogether. Just shut the fuck up and give us what we want, you pissants. Now's not the time for clever.
Monday, May 28, 2012
Sympathy For Mr. Vengeance - 7/10. I hardly remember watching this but I wrote down 7 out of 10, so I'll trust that. I think I got confused by which characters were what characters. Reminded me of 'Blood Simple,' with everything turning bad for everything.
Jarhead - 7/10. It's certainly an interesting movie with all of its middling about. The ennui, as all of the reviewers say. There's just no way to leave this movie without a sense of being unfulfilled because, like, that's what this movie's about, dog.
The Descendants - 7/10. I CANNAE REMEMBER MUH THOUGHTS ON THIS MOVIE. It was reserved, almost too reserved, until that moment at the end when it all came out? Something like that. It's called crescendo, motherfucker.
The Hunt For Red October - 5/10. My boy Johnny McTiernan wrings some tension out of the scenario, but only so much.
Bronson - 8.5/10. Motherfucker, I loved the fuck out of this. It's like 'Amelie' with a bad guy, which may make it sound worse than it is, but fuck, it fits. There is no way in which I did not love this. Tom Hardy is a fucking star.
World's Greatest Dad - 7/10. Robin Williams is friendly and sad and forms something of a person to rally around. Bobcat Goldthwait makes that easy by making everyone else a douchebag. But still. It's a great set-up, it really is, but it stops short of the fences. There's no build-up to that final reveal that makes it seem like it just has to come. Therefore: a fine, competent movie.
The Artist - 7.5/10. The first thirty minutes is mostly notable for how well-thought out it is. Those thirty minutes, more than the movie that follows, captures the idea of these old movies as these magical things where every prop can possibly co-star. After that, it loses its ideas and meanders on and Jean Dujardin has a beautiful smile, but it doesn't make a great movie.
Bill Cunningham New York - 6.5/10. Cunningham comes off as adorable and simple. The few occasions where the filmmakers ask interesting questions to get at a little piece of depth are the best in the movie, but they're not poked at. The movie makers seem almost apologetic for having asked those questions in the first place.
Midnight In Paris - 7.5/10. Foot loose, bordering on adorable, doesn't leave you feeling full. That is to say – it doesn't try very hard to accomplish some great task. We know where our final destination is from the outset. There are no real curves or intricacies. But it's nice. It's nice.
The Muppets - 7/10. Fun, enjoyable songs. Jason Segel doesn't try to be an actor, which is befuddling. Great character moments but, like all Muppets movies, not a tightly-wound plot. I hope this series someday tries to say something.
Mission Impossible: Ghost Protocol - 5/10. Nobody was having fun. The set pieces deserved a better movie. Something with charm. Something where someone smiled once in a while. Roger Moore-era Bond film, where are we when we need you.
Warrior - 6/10. There's some honest-to-god tension in seeing two estranged brothers go at it, but: Tom Hardy plays it tight-lipped and one-note, Nick Nolte's character is all-but-forgotten, and Joel Edgerton feels the need to fight to save his idyllic two-story home. Yo, bitch? Keep your job as a teacher and buy an affordable house. It is not heroic to fight for something you don't need.
Young Adult - 6.5/10. Literalism! Everything ties in to its title and character and job description and movie poster and aiyiyiyiyiyiy. It's all a bit too much. But I can be okay with it. The problem as I see it are a lack of a consistent… presentation? I am honestly not sure if I am supposed to laugh when things happen, or if the movie thinks its ending is empowering. Maybe this shit is just really dark and that bitch crazy. I don't know.
Hugo - 5/10. It's bad magic. All distraction without any sleight of hand. Such such such potential for a good story in that of George Méliès and it wastes it on squat sentimentality. It forgets its themes. Nothing connects. It's not about a love of movies, it's about some kid trying to 'fix' things. Fuck you, kid. Martin Scorcese only knows how to make unlikeable characters. Fuck him, too.
Ralph Nader: An Unreasonable Man - 5.5/10. It never manages to define him. It builds him up, good and bad parts, but never manages to show what it is that created him. It needs a bat crashing through his window following the death of his parents at the hands of Crime.
Thursday, May 24, 2012
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or people just aren't going to want to go on living.
Posted by not eb at 1:40 AM
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Wednesday, February 8, 2012
and how I should be.
Posted by not eb at 2:04 PM