Moviely, moviely, moviely, moviely, life is but a dream.
So now we are at the time of the year where the movies that are good are only outnumber by the movies that are bad by a 10:1 margin rather than 50:1, so that is lovely. P.T. Anderson's Punch-Drunk Love and François Ozon's 8 Women are both opening in Richmond this weekend, and Mike Leigh's All or Nothing is opening in New York Friday and will soon be in Washington, and Spike Jonze's Adaptation is only a month-and-a-half away, and all is well, and all is good, except that the Dardennes' Le Fils has been postponed to next year, but like you care.
Time Out, seen last night, will top this year's top-ten list (au revoir, Possession) whenever I update it. Look for it on DVD in a couple months.
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A review of Tomatoes and Cucumbers are Fruits Not Vegetables: The Movie, to which I gave a B-:
The main problem with VeggieTales at film-length is the same problem with VeggieTales in half-hour segments. There’s never an adequate reconciliation between the Biblical earnestness of the storyline with the wacky surrealism around the edges. It’s all pigeonholed: 2 minutes of wackiness, 1 minute of earnestness, 4 minutes of wackiness, 2 minutes of earnestness, and on and on until the numbers add up to 75. (With “Silly Songs with Larry,” the compartmentalization is even more explicit on video.) Please compare/contrast with the greatest comedic film to come out of the Christian ghetto, Steve Taylor’s Down Under the Big Top, where the humor is constantly and thankfully emasculating the earnestness (man with toothpaste coming out of his mouth during John’s “faith, hope, and love,” speech; Phil’s admission that he had only read the Cliffs Notes of the Bible). Also, as you may recall, the whale saved Jonah in the Bible; what in the world kind of symbolism is it that here the whale de Dios is shown as a punishment? Kudos, however, for a somber ending to the story-within-a-story (if not the movie proper, which of course has a cheery denouement) and a couple handfuls of typically bizarre Veggie moments.
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My second short film, tentatively titled "Enceinte," will be five minutes long and filmed over the time period of November 8 through 10 of this year. I will be writing the script over the next week. Please tell me what should be in the film: Dancing tadpoles, polling dance tads, Canada, etc.
i sincerely do not know what you are doing here. are you lost? were you
looking for your delicate calico cat, and did you follow her up two flights of stairs
to this room? she is not here. she was here, yes. we gave her a warm bowl of milk, we talked with her about campaign finance reform for a time, and then she bid us good day. i believe she was
going to the post office two blocks down, but i don't quite recall.
for surely you did
not find your way from prinsiana, the least traveled site on
the internet. if you did, though, perhaps you are looking for humor. perhaps you are looking for profundity. perhaps you are looking for answers.
i'm sorry, but you shall go naught-for-three.
