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While I'm still awake, I'll take this moment to mention that I downloaded the Holy Mountain soundtrack (apparently lifted directly from a VHS copy of the movie instead of the elusive LP, so it's not that great sounding). Several of the tracks sound eerily like tracks from Eyvind Kang's Theatre of Mineral NADES album - one of my all-time fave records. While I can't find any documentation of a connection between the two, I have to imagine that dude saw the movie at some point.

The Holy Mountain was a trip, but not as effective at noon over coffee as it would have been at night with, say, mescaline or something.

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Shaping up to be a nice day. Sposed to go sailing with Cait and Podge this evening. I haven't been on a boat (not counting ferries) in a dog's age.

I watched both Cloverfield and I Am Legend yesterday. I hope a less lame fate befalls New York than the ones put forward in those two films. I liked Legend better of the two (remind me to add The Omega Man to my Netflix queue). I wanted to like Cloverfield, but the characters just annoyed the shit out of me and I didn't give a good goddamn about them or the retarded looking monster.

Better films watched recently: The Orphanage and The Third Man

OK. Must go enjoy sunshine.
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I noticed some similarities between films in today's Facebook "Top Movies in the Seattle, WA network" list.

1 Fight Club: about an office drone on a mission to find himself and goes schizo and commits crimes in the process.

2 Office Space: about an office drone on a mission to find himself and dedicates himself to slacking off and commits crimes in the process.

3 Garden State: about a twentysomething running away from his past only to come back home and find himself in the process.

4 Old School: about a thirtysomething running away from his present and reliving his past, learning a moral lesson in the process.

5 Boondock Saints: two Irish dudes shoot people. (I haven't seen this one.)



Feb. 28th, 2008 02:07 pm
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In the last few days, I've watched the following:

The Vice Guide To Travel - entertaining, mostly. The segments in Pakistan were a trip, and David Cross and that other dude freaking out in China was pretty funny too.

Burn To Shine Vol. 5: Seattle - some of the performances were really good, some, not so much. It hasn't ceased to be weird for me to see people I know immortalized on DVD.

Rosemary's Baby - OMG. So rad. I don't know why I never got around to watching it before. I have Repulsion waiting for me at home now. HAIL SATAN! SATAN LIVES!

The Darjeeling Limited - not much in the way of a story, but boy did it look pretty.


Aug. 25th, 2007 06:14 pm
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I just got these from Netflix:

Hell yes.
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In the last few days, I've watched:
8 Mile
Smoke Signals
Standing In The Shadows Of Motown
Bloody Sunday

and I still have Dead Man to watch, even though I've seen it before.

And I have five new books to tear through. Yay books.


I've been having weird olifactory memory moments lately. Mostly smells that remind me of exes - their perfume, the smell of their hair product, stuff like that. But sometimes it will be something that reminds me of childhood - my yard, or the back porch of the house I grew up in. Summer smells. It's weird.
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Yesterday I watched movies and made movies. Sorta. I went and saw X2. It was fun, kinda clunky in spots, and they didn't develop the characters enough, but it was still pretty neat. Then I walked around Ballard and the waterfront videotaping stuff for a proposed video collage that I will be doing with the ringleader of this event. later I met up with Senor Vegan at El Camino for a drinky poo.

In other news: we have a bunch of shows coming up, and we still need a goddam bass player (Ed, our temporary bassist, can't be down for the long haul). So if you're a bassist, have your own gear, and can play more than "Smoke On The Water", send us an email and let us know.
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You can always count on channel 11 for the bestest moobies:

King Cobra (no stars): This rip off of Jaws and everything that came after features a giant rubber snake and a lot of bad acting. The scariest thing about this film is that it got made. Starring Pat Morita, Hoyt Axton, Scott Hildebrand, Courtney Gaines.

It also features Eric Estrada as a super gay brewery owner, complete with lisp and little lap dog. It ain't like CHiPs, is it Eric?

review taken from the Video Movie Guide 2002 edition
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Watched Tekken and The 13th Warrior last night, the former being an unintentionally funny animated film based on the video game series; the latter being Antonio Banderas playing a Medeval Arab poet who takes up the sword alongside a band of Vikings to fight some Scandinavian cannibal cave-dwellers.

Phew. Long sentence.

I keep telling myself to avoid historically-based films, because they always have to bend the truth (a generally accepted truth, anyway) to fit the narrative. Gladiator sucked, both as a drama and as a representation of historical Rome. And Braveheart (which I liked) was a Mel Gibson vehicle first, a reasonable representation of the facts last.

(Granted, not having lived at that time, or studied relics firsthand, I can't say for sure, but everything I've read points to elements of these films being warped, or just dead wrong.)

I guess more scholarly treatments wouldn't sell movie tickets.
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Wow, that was quite a to-do over that whole America question. I had to take a day off just to recover. I actually wrote out my own little essay on it, but upon further inspection, I concluded that it was shite. Maybe I'll revise it and put it up on Big Raoul's Writing Archive someday.

Anyhow, here's what you missed: Tuesday night it was a LiveJournal-Does-The-Rock-Action @ the Crocodile Cafe, with [livejournal.com profile] rockstarbob, [livejournal.com profile] lostone, [livejournal.com profile] ntropy, [livejournal.com profile] veganguy, and myself in attendance to bear witness to some m3t4L madness.

First up: Free Verse - all grrrl metallic punk. What was striking were their voices...all three people sang, with the bassist doing the best Cookie Monster of the three. The drummer (who sang and played at the same time, like a demonic Don Henley) had an aggressive shriek, but an almost - dare I say - bubbly? - speaking voice. I ended up talking to her (Michelle) a little after their performance. She was very nice, and pretty foxy to boot. I bought a CD...only 2 songs, but what songs! Er, yeah...

Next: Bloodhag - Never failing to entertain, the Undisputed Kings of Edu-Core took to the stage in full nerd regalia, espousing the virtues of all things science fiction-y and literary. They played some of my favorites, including "Phillip K. Dick", "Mary Shelley", and "Isaac Asimov". (They ignored repeated requests for "Michael Moorcock", tho'.) I was also a little disappointed that I didn't get hit with any books - Tasha managed to get her paws on an Arthur C. Clarke novel. I think someone should play a trick on them and switch out the sci-fi novels that they throw out at the crowd, and substitute them with Harlequin romance novels. Just an idea.

Lastly: C Average - or alternately, Cave Rage, which still makes sense, sort of. Two men make the sound of ten. Well, maybe not ten. More like three. But whatever. The crowd was treated to a cross section of songs from their 2 records, along with some newer stuff. They also did 2 covers ("The Witch" and "He's Waitin'", neither bearing much resemblance to the original versions performed by Tacoma's own Sonics, circa 1965 - and that'd be the band, not the basketball team). Anyhow, they were quite good. Unfortunately, Chris and I had to split a little early, cuz his wife was there to pick our sorry asses up. At least I didn't have to walk home from Belltown.

Yesterday: worked. Then went to Machiavelli for food and liquor. Talked to the Other Ed for a little bit. I was about to fall asleep by about 7:30, so I left to go home. I decided to stop by Ursula's place for a second, which turned into an hour, where we watched the last half of Ingmar Bergman's The Seventh Seal. Then it was off to the Elysian for more food (her) and booze (me and her). Went back to her place and watched some super old school Chow Yun Fat movie...I can't remember what it was called, but it had a distinct Miami Vice vibe to it. Bad, but entertainingly so.

After that, it was home and straight to bed.

And now I'm here, at work. I was halfway here this morning before I realized I had left my wallet at home. So I had to turn around and get it. Boo hiss.

OK bye bye

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