Danny Boyle did it again. Took a genre and revised it into something fresh and unique. This easily could have been an idea that was made with ill results but Danny Boyle made a feel good movie that came out of reality of suffering so when the triumphant finale hits, it is well deserved. A simple and sharp piece of writing by Simon Beaufoy, and who didn't fall in love with the children?
Human rights has never been presented with such energy and joy. Even with all the heartache that accompanies the joy in Harvet Milk's life, the tragedy felt always uplifted by his extreme and quirky optimism. I've heard complaints of this film being 'not subtle enough' well duh. Harvey Milk wasn't a subtle man and everything can't be told subtly. I loved the cinenmatography, the colors were as apprasive as the material and the odd choice of head space added an element of Harvey's doom always lingering throughout. Wonderful cast. I forgive Emile Hirsch for Speed Racer after what he gave here. and Josh Brolin hits another out of the park.
Why has Colin Ferrell been hiding behind terrible performances? He finally shows off his gusto in this far from cliché film about two hitmen hiding out. The first movie I loved in 2008. The writing is sharp, funny, bittersweet and harsh. Dark comedy has never been better. Martin McDonagh created deeply simple relationships in a world that is rotten with characters that smell of overdone gangster types found in student film work. The relationships were excuted by master craftsmen Brenden Gleason, Ralph Fiennes and newer comer Colin Ferrell...I call him a newcomer because the actor here isn't present in any previous work, that I know of yet.
The DARK KNIGHT
Some will protest and ask why isn't it higher. Chill out fan boys. The Dark Knight is the best comic book movie as of yet. However, we shouldn't make it more than it is. One question, once Batman comes face to face with Joker in the Sonar sequence, why doesn't he turn it off? He is Batman; trained and heightened, skilled senses, stop using the sonar especially when it cuts out, push a button to extract the lenses. Never got that. Still love the movie, absolutely wonderful. Nolan brought the Batman I love to the screen. Heath Ledger will forever be the The Joker on the silver screen and I do wish though Heath's universal praise didn't overshadow, Aaron Eckhart's Harvey Dent-Two Face. It was a solid character played truthfully through the arc and to his demise.
First off, I am a western fan and a good western cannot even be ruined by Renee Zellweger's creepy squished face and squinted eyes as though the sun is always in her eyeline. She actually fits the role perfectly as a desperate and unattractive praire woman that would only receive empty love from wild west hoodlums and an equally cold lawman. This a solid western that explores the friendship of two lawman which forged on the western desert. It has some of my favorite dialogue following a great shoot out. Viggo: That went quick. Ed: Everyone could shoot. Awesome! Viggo is a badass gunman and just his fancy, military dueling stance has me loving this western.
I can't deny that much of Charlie Kaufman's symbols and metaphors and philosohy alludes me, however, he has a gift to make the odd, strange and obscure mesh among the mundane, ordinary and typical. This explores life's deepest fear, an existence without meaning; to live a meaningless life. I love all the ideas driving this forward. When I didn't fully understand something, it was always surrounded and accompanied by ideas that were rooted in reality and hit close to go home on a fundamental level of living. The layers of duplicate characters and environments is astounding and perplexing. This film is an extrodinary experiment by one the most unique minds in filmmaking. The cast only improves on Kaufman's vast and haunting world within worlds within worlds.
LET THE RIGHT ONE IN
This vampire film transcends others by reintroducing us to what really makes us scared; the unknown. This tensely slow paced film has us uneasy because of its quiet ambiguity that drips and crusts over like the blood that Eli extracts from her victims. What emotion out does fear? Loneliness. Oscar's urge to have a friend/love in his life makes his fear of the unknown a fearless void. A hauntingly bittersweet romantic tale of how two individuals must rely on each other to survive in the world that wasn't built for their idiosyncrasies that hinder their social development and abilities. However, the cat attack scene did break the great pacing of the film, wish they could have done that a little differently, perhaps.
Rachel Getting Married
Kung Fu Panda
This favorites list is limited by the fact that I can only see what I see and it never seems to all that I want to see.
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- Current Location:Los Angeles, CA
CHICAGO WITH RITA PART 2
|Went to the Pub for a Music SHow|
|SEEING THE SITES |
The Married with Children fountain
|THE BEAN aka Cloudgate |
My posture is so suburban gangsta
|If all the Tourists are doing it, I'm doing it too.|
|Street Performance Art |
They need a permit to pester me for cash.
|Kind of like Jesus|
|Among the Children of Chicago I Smirk|
|Seriously? Playfully splashing around in hundreds of gallons of spit is fun?|
Here is the full creepy painting that reflects Dorian's true image and the 1945 movie poster, The film just recently was released on DVD this past year.
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My first night in Chicago is a roaring rage of rain and electric bolts cracking around me, and I wanted outside with an umbrella, luckily there were large trees around that I fooled myself into thinking I was sensible wondering out in the wild storm</td></tr></tbody>
|Don't Throw in a Coin your wish will only be Fecal matter|
|BEST DAMN SUSHI DEAL! |
All YOU CAN EAT, $5...I only made it through two full rolls and here there are regulations and rules about eating it all or else everyone plays extra at the table.
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|The Devil in a Wood Pile |
Great live music at The Hideout . Never heard a steel guitar or a washboard played with such gusto and passion. If your going to Chicago mark it on your must go list.
MORE FOOD IN CHINATOWN
Camera Video of the Storm:
Yes! With absolute certainty and happiness and reflection and a major impression of history bestowed onto all of us as we watched. The first inauguration, in my life, that I have ever had any mind to watch and when I witnessed I was brought to the break of tears; the only reason I didn't actually cry was because I viewed the ceremony ,that mountainous speech, in the break room on the very first day of my job, I wasn't fully comfortable showing my full self in front of people that I haven't yet to get the full capacity of time to know.
I am not capable of quoting his speech and I am not capable of shedding the impact and volume it spoke to me. Our world, our nation has come such a long way to reach this point, this point of change, the Change is beyond the major economic struggle, the struggle for the world's respect and a better global reputation, the fact that a black man is our President shouts volumes of progress. The race issues that have plagued our nation for generations are now being challenged not through marches, unnecessary deaths and pain of a hurting minority, and needful education to break cruel myths and stereotypes; it has been challenged with equality. Like the great moment of Martin Luther King declaring that he had a dream, which I was not born to witness, this moment plants down like a bomb sending out a ripple that trembles the future and the past.
Being a white, suburban boy that grew up in Sandy, Utah I will never fully feel the triumph and blessing this has brought for the Black/African American community. I can understand. History classes, documentaries, personal accounts and stories from parents, friends and strangers paint a landscape that I can hardly believe was possible. Segregation only marks the tip of a monstrous iceberg that rammed into human civilization.
These flowery words don't even amount to the pride and joy that this President's ceremony has brought to my heart and my optimism that is clouded over with skepticism for our U.S. government. This moment is pure, he have finally rid ourselves of a fool that lost sight of the big picture, the people make the country. I have many opinions of his service and failures, I think his heart was equipped however he stopped listening to the people and I have found in my own life that if we don't open our hearts to the people that surround us that our heart will fail us because for our hearts to work at their maximum abilities and foresight we must be present with everyone. Goodbye Bush, Welcome Obama with open arms.
Next I would like to address something that pertains to the new President but is in no way meant to contradict my previous statements of pride, joy, and happiness for the Obama's presidency. Obama is the chance for optimism to be rekindle in the west.
I strongly disagree with that which I refer to as the "Savior Complex". We must not put all our energy into one man and trust that the world's problems will clear out and make way for the revolution. One man is fully capable of making a difference yet it takes several people, all the nation's people-all the world's people-from all walks of life, to implement true genuine change. Like the Buddhist idea of fully achieving nirvana; one must assure that everyone else reaches nirvana in order to fully achieve nirvana. One man gets the ball rolling, one man stands up, one man speaks out but we must do the same,if you will, we all must be saviors unto each other.
History is full of great people that have made the leap against the status quo and changed history without ever knowing it, Rosa Parks is the biggest one that comes to mind, in here simple act of not standing from her seat, an entire nation exploded into a forward movement, like a river of sorts, against racial prejudice and reform.
I do believe, from the two speeches that I have had the chance to hear- this Tuesday's inauguration speech and his victory speech on election night, that Obama is fully capable of making a major difference in America and the world. What I loved about his speech this past Tuesday was his focus on the reality and humanity of America's current situation. He didn't hide the fact that everything will be met with time, "with time". It takes time and I think that he is a President that is asking for patience and trust and to top it off asking for our help and assistance into a better nation. We the people are responsible now to keep the flame at our new leader's feet, not saying 'quicker, quicker' but 'don't stray, don't stray'. We the people our the watchers of the land, our civil servants are those we appoint that keep our needs and hopes in clear focus and fight, on an equal level, for those hopes and needs.
I am not fearful that Obama will stray off his path however I am not one for saying I should have kept up when the shit has hit the fan. I look at my past voting, political involvement and how I was introduced into a system with a President i didn't like nor vote for and was given two choices, the President I wasn't wanting to back or a proxy puppet named Kerry that spouted promises of plans that never once materialized into solid laid out ground work that gave an image of his Presidency. Therefore, I voted poorly that year. The world kept moving and now I am attempting to gain back my trust in the American system that I have long misunderstood and distrusted.
Hope is what keeps us going. Obama is hope but for Obama succeed to the fullest abilities of his power and grace, we must have hope in ourselves.
Goodbye BUSH! WELCOME OBAMA!
This pic is great!
|SPEAKS LOUDER THAN WORDS|
Beautiful yes, but can you imagine being the dumb slum that has to remove and clean each and every individual crystal separately, I would hate to be that Government employee unless the perks are good
|Just possibly where it all went wrong... |
the first room for congress to meet, now down in the lower depths of the capitol.
|FDR and his golden touch|
I hope his touch clears up my depression
|DING! DEPRESSION GONE |
America is to FDR as Elliot was to E.T.
A SMALL GLIMPSE INTO THE SHORT VACATION IN TORREY, UTAH
THIS TRIP WAS A BLAST, SWIMMING IN THE CAPITOL REEF AND CAMPING AND ENJOYING MUSIC...BUT TRAGEDY STRUCK IN THE FORM OF MY OWN STUPIDITY. I LEFT MY PHONE, CAMERA AND WALLET AT A CAMP SITE THAT MY FRIENDS AND I WERE RESTING AT AND EATING HOT DOGS. MY GRACIOUS AND A BIT ANNOYED BEST FRIEND MATT DROVE ME BACK TO THE STOP AND WITHIN 30 MINUTES MY STUFF WAS NO WHERE TO BE FOUND, GONE.
IT WAS STRANGE. THE CAMP SPOT WAS FAR AWAY FROM THE ROAD. I'M NOT SURE HOW SOMEONE COULD HAVE SEEN OR TAKEN MY STUFF UNLESS A CURIOUS MISFIT OF A SQUIRREL GRABBED THE CAMERA BAG THAT STORED ALL MY BELONGINGS. BUMMER. IT SUCKS TO SHUT OFF CREDIT CARDS, IT IS A WASTE OF MONEY TO REPLACE A LOST PHONE BUT WHAT I WAS MOST MAD ABOUT WAS THE PICTURES I LOST, SOME FUNNY, CHARMING AND QUITE SCANDALOUS PICTURES WERE TAKEN ON OUR TRIP AND THEY WILL NOW NEVER SEE THE LIGHT OF DAY.
LUCKILY OTHERS, ESPECIALLY MY FRIEND RITA HAD PICS OF US ENJOYING SOME OF THE FUN IN TORREY, UTAH. THE ODDITY OF TORREY IS IT PART OF SOUTHERN UTAH YET HAS HIGH ELEVATION SO THE WINTERS ARE UNBEARABLE AND THE SUMMERS ARE FINE.
1 of 2 THE SURVIVING PICS
Nick Whittaker, Matt Whittaker and I on the fence watching another of our friends approach buffalo. Thrilling stuff, although the picture doesn't provide much motion or character in storytelling way.
2 of 2 THE SURVIVING PICS
When there is a mini tricycle, you must sit on when wearing yellow short shorts. No questions or quarrels about it.
A PICTURE FROM THE INTERNET
I just wanted you all to have a visual of what our friend was walking up to plus there were about 6 or so buffalo not just one and he was big and getting pretty angry about our friends curious approach
SO WHERE AM I NOW?
|I AM NOT HATING POLAR BEARS |
Although the media has been spreading various rumors of my abuse to the Arctic creatures...they're all lies.
|I AM NOT ENJOYING A CUP OF EARL GREY |
As much as I wish I was, I just don't have the money to spread about in those little delicacies
|I AM NOT CAMPING WITH THE BEARS |
Sorry folks Herzog is not interested in the dull life of a born and raised Utahan that neglected the very nature that was a only a 10 minute drive from his home throughout his entire 25 years living in Utah.
|I HAVE MOVED TO... |
I took the plunge into the monkey barrel of crazies and dreamers.
Before we dive right into the move, the little time I have experience here in the City of Angels and my pursuit of the acting, I must recap, as neatly as possible from where I left off, Washington D.C., then I visited Chicago, lost my camera in Torrey, Utah and starred in the marvelous production of The Musical Comedy Murder of 1940.
Allow me to attempt, with pictures and the possibility of clever caption to take you on the 2008 ride of Dave's quirky ventures.
WASHINGTON D.C. WITH BEST FRIEND VANESSA:
|I went to the National Capitol|
On my exit out of the Hirshhorn, I walk through the sculpture garden and happened upon an artist's work that I had originally seen in Spain, on the beach of Barcelona to be correct. A sculptor by the name of Juan Munoz (1953=2001). His work is one that grabs my attention. His forms create a new world and tell a story of abstraction yet grounded in familiarity.
Here is the pics from Spain of his work on the beach in Barcelona
When I went to the National Gallery of Art, I decided to become lost in the environment. I plugged my ears with classical music and wondered the vast gallery without a care of time or space, just take in what I discovered. I have a long list of paintings for my own search and memory but one painting grab me fully. It might be cliche to speak highly on the Monet, but this piece had me captivated from my first look and had me coming back. It is gorgeous. It reminds why I like Terrance Malick films and beautiful cinematography. A Woman with a parasol and boy. I had to buy a print of it, even though prints never capture the true essence of seeing work present and with all your senses.
Lastly, I had the treat of going to the Jim Henson exhibit. People talk about Tolkien and now the overrated J.K Rowling, having creative to the max. I don't disagree but I think these two people overshadow a lot of great work that isn't being appreciated. Jim Henson was one of the most imaginative people in history, period. His characters are iconic and he was the first to push forward and use large puppets in productions. The exhibit was a little small and designed for children too much yet it didn't take away from Henson contribution to the world.
Although, security was tight and set on people not taking pictures, I couldn't resist snapping off a picture of the original Bert and Ernie. I grew up watching these two argue, play with a rubber ducky, snicker and dance the pigeon dance.
FUGAZI. Washington, D.C. is the hometown of Fugazi. In reality thought the Dischord house is in Arlington, but since this was a short trip, I cut out the visit to Arlington cemetery therefore didn't give the time to search for the Dischord House, which I couldn't find an address online for at all. I would have loved to had a Minor Threat like picture on those steps, maybe next time. Yet, since I am a big fan of the Fugazi and pretty much everything Ian Mackaye has done for music. Fugazi, along with Minor Threat, Embrace, One Last Wish, Egg Hunt, and Rites of Spring, will be a band I will love on my deathbed, when I pass into the unknown void after this singular perception. I went out of my ay, dragging my friend Vanessa on a short bus ride, which we have to know she hates buses, too dirty-too OCD, to the birth place of Ian MacKaye and the original Dischord house before they moved it over to Arlington. I wanted to walk up and knock on the door, maybe talk to the mother of a music revolutionary, but nervous Vanessa wasn't going to have that, "You walk up to the door and I am leaving".
The BIGGEST TREASURE OF the EASTERN MARKET was Andrew Shelton.
A local painter that had a passion for the superhero. My inner geek was woken up like a sleeping giant when I spotted another local artist wearing a hand painted shirt of the fantastic four. Bad Ass. I asked for a picture and was pointed in the direction of the shirts source of original strokes. A tiny booth tucked away among the rest of the cheap jewelry and garments and ran by a very welcoming and friendly artistic praised by his fellow artist and paranoid that the comic books industry will slam their hammer down.
Andrew Shelton in the flesh
Fuck the comic industry if they ever come down on a poor, truly struggling artist that possibly lives or has lived in the streets trying his hardest to get by by doing what he loves, painting up the superheroes that he loves. Shelton new a lot about superheros, he was no generic comic fan like the rest of nation caught up in the movie craze. When I requested my custom tee of the avengers, he started spouting off all the sub-characters that readers of comics know, like Wasp, Ant man, The Vision etc. He was awesome, when I dropped my tee off for him, we talked, or he talked with me about everything and eventually came around to tell me that GOD was the one painting the pictures and he was merely an instrument.
Whether it was GOD that painted it or not I don't care. I will tell you, Andrew Shelton painted me my new favorite t-shirt. A Captain America and The Avengers; the three main stars of the group, t-shirt that sparks with life. Hell Yeah! Best thing that came from D.C.
After dropping off my t-shirt with Andrew Shelton, which I wouldn't see until almost a month later because I left the following day and my friend Vanessa had to bring it back for me, I enjoyed a hamburger and a large of one of my favorite drinks, an Arnold Palmer. Refreshing.
|I salute you Washington|
A friend of mine, a best friend-therefore I don't hold their opinion against them, had me thinking after they put out their opinion on the Washington Monument. As we walked up, they expressed a distaste for the fact that the monument only has American flags around it and how this showed an ignorance as a country-possibly as a National people and there should be flags of other countries around the monument. I didn't say it then but I completely disagree. Now, I am one of the first people you'll meet to point out the flaws of our government and agree with Cindy Clark's comments, "That George W. Bush is masturbating the United States. [into committing to choices that damage us as a world image]". However, the Washington Monument is not a monument of our current choices and mistakes, it is a symbol for our past and where we have come from. I don't think it is wrong to have pride in our past or our country-even flawed too. The government fucks up no matter what, probably because we're humans and it is natural for us not to agree on all aspects no matter how many debates and arguments we throw back and forth. All that I am saying is, that ever country has a right to celebrate itself and just because we might fuck it up and keep right on fucking it up, that doesn't remove our right and other countries right to fuck it up.
LOVE CHEESY PICS!
Don't you wish there was a myth about all the presidents of America having their brains stored here until they can be formed into a super brain to rule over the next world order. Hail! Isn't that the American dream? THE WORLD.
Why such a dominate phallic symbol?
A country ran by men and their penises...an ongoing and most likely eternal observation.
Better watch what I say
It will slap me in the face, that dirty American cock.
WORLD WAR 2 Memorial
Vanessa is tired
Guess what state we originate from?
THAT IS RIGHT, THE BEEHIVE STATE
|HONEST ABE! |
There should be a comic book where he returns to the modern day as a super hero, not unlike Captain America, yet with more humorous results. I am thinking a sex shop episode.
He is close to our hearts.
Hanging with Lincoln, like Mr. Cooper. We came to an agreement that Darwin did make a bigger impact on the world than him. High five, Abe.
Even when close to great words, you can't but notice I'm thinning out back there.
READ IT! LIVE IT!
I think I might have blacked out after this picture, from so much American pride swelling my head. That might be the cause to all our nations problems, the swelling of the brain that accompanies PRIDE
- Current Mood: bouncy