bloviation extrordinaire
Some quick comments on enjoyable indulgences from the media firehose.
Magnificently exhilarating, grandly fantastical and exquisitely precise! I have not enjoyed a ride like this since I cannot say when.
Also recently viewed:
Stranger Than Fiction – sweet as gold with the best supporting cast ever
Better Living Through Chemistry – Sam Rockwell will always be my inspiration, this continues the tradition
The Book Thief – beautiful poetic tension
The Ref – old skool comedy from some fabulous old friends
A sweet slow tender story with genuine “unassuming, introspective acting” (nicked from IMDB’s profile of Keith Carradine, son of acting legend John Carradine, brother of “Kung Fu” Dave and Robert, father of Martha Plimpton) by Carradine, Ben Foster, Rooney Mara and Casey Affleck, who always seems to leave an impression…
This completely excellent show plays out with such authenticity that all others pale. Subject matter with the depth of a well-written novel. And incredible acting – either one of McConaughey’s younger or older versions of his character are by themselves Oscar-level material.
BBC goodness with a genius hero who seems to have Asperger’s syndrome and is only tolerable alongside his quietly charming sidekick. Together they are dynamite.
The Guy Ritchie movies that I love so well (as I do all things Guy Ritchie) actually complement the vision of the BBC show, sharing enough to make them an expansive terrain but bringing such a different set of creative elements that neither really interferes with the other.
In the end, it comes down to Benedict Cumberbatch, a genius playing a genius…
This was a nice breath of fresh air, unblinkingly addressing our human need to be sexual, and humanizing the severely handicapped. Oh, and William H. Macy.
OK this one is weird. What right does a white guy have to write about the plight of a black person?
Well… it goes a little deeper than that. Like, shaving your head, taking pigmentation pills, tanning sessions and following up with skin dye. In the 50s and 60s. In the deep south. This man left behind his comfort to really try to understand what was going on in his two-world country. He had more guts than anyone else I know, willfully stepping into a world of persecution.
Maybe not the greatest literature per se… but it’s a great read for any white person who thinks that they “understand”. A pretty good shakeup, humbling. And hard to describe.
I did not know this before watching, but in addition to being both a musical legend and a genius, James Page is a real gent as well. And wouldn’t Sir Jimmy Page just sound really nice?
This is what it is to rock. I hope you have loud speakers.
Here’s the 17 pounds of food we ate tonight…
My mancrush on Green continues with this, from the B-side of the Boom Boom Bap single.
Check him out gettin’ all schizo and philosophical…