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Cuban Fury [2014)
"You got no fear of the underdog/
That's why you will not survive."
Britt Daniel wrote that lyric.
And it's the only song by his band Spoon which has even the most remote bit of soul in it.
Such a soulless band, Spoon…
The ultimate plastic hipsters.
A male supermodel and his gang of H&M monkeys behind him.
It would almost be artistic…in sort of an Andy Warhol/Factory sort of way.
Except there is no humor in it.
Spoon are dead serious.
The irony is (ATTN: hipsters) there's no irony here.
All that being said, Britt Daniel wrote one of the best songs I've ever heard.
And it's the one I quoted above.
It doesn't matter that my path crossed Britt's path.
It doesn't matter that I was invited to audition for his band Spoon as a keyboard player.
It doesn't matter that he probably saw me in an outfit that wasn't quite svelte enough and promptly canceled my audition before it ever happened.
Because he underestimated the underdog.
And that's why he will not survive.
Last I heard, Spoon (or at least their godhead, Britt) relocated to Portland.
I suppose Austin wasn't hip enough anymore.
Either that, or his shitty personality had shit off everyone in Austin and he needed a new lot of cunts to shit on.
Because, as stated, Britt had a point.
Once.
In one song.
[whether he learned the lesson he sang about or not is a different story]
But it is very much germane to OUR story–to this fantastic film:
Cuban Fury.
You almost always see Nick Frost in tow behind his partner in comedy Simon Pegg.
But not this time.
And so here we start a new investigation.
The test was simple: could Nick Frost carry a film by himself (without the great talents of Simon Pegg)?
And the answer is a resounding YES!
We start all Billy Elliott (that one thing upon which Admiral General Aladeen and his presumptive torturer could agree).
Ass kicked.
Sequins eaten.
A future star quits mid-stride.
What could have been…
Have you ever had such a moment in your life?
LIFE beat me up.
In the span of a couple of months.
And now, instead of laying down tracks on 2-inch tape, I'm making songs solely with an iPhone.
You can feel the excitement.
It had to have been at least 20 years for Bruce (Nick Frost).
He gave up his passion.
Thought he would never cross paths again with salsa dancing.
He had been on the precipice of the youth national title in Britain.
Then his life went humdrum.
Works an office job for a company specializing in lathes.
The most nondescript industry possible.
But he gets a new boss.
Rashida Jones.
She is excellent here.
She hits just the right notes in her performance.
She is Bruce's new boss.
But, as fortune would have it, she (an American in Britain) loves salsa.
Bruce is gobsmacked.
Enough so to turn his life around.
To attempt to reel in the years.
Equally brilliant as the first two players I've mentioned (Frost and Jones) is Ian McShane.
You might remember him as the head of MI6 in The Brothers Grimsby.
But ironically, his role here (as Bruce's former dance teacher) is far heavier.
Think Burgess Meredith with an occasional lisping Spanish one would expect to hear in Madrid.
And McShane injects some Keith Richards pirate couture for good measure.
This is a HARD man.
Drinking tequila the whole film.
And he's a fucking dance teacher.
A TOUGH dance teacher.
He's tough because he sees the potential in his student.
And he won't let his student half-ass this endeavor.
Either you go "all in", or you go home.
El corazón.
This film is truly a joy to watch.
…to see Nick Frost regain what truly makes him happy.
To dance.
It's the story of someone reclaiming themselves.
Rewinding life…just enough to relive ones happiest former version of being (and relocate oneself).
But here's the other part.
The ladies.
Or lady, here.
They just see Nick as a fat schlub.
No way this guy could dance salsa, right?
Every day suffering insults from a particularly nasty coworker.
For me, supporting President Trump brings me daily grief.
Every day I am made aware (by "liberals") that they hate me.
I am treated badly.
In person.
At work.
Simply trying to start my romantic life over and date.
I am very upfront.
Listed front and center: "I voted for Trump."
Kind of like an, "Abandon hope, ye who enter".
But more like: Let the Buyer Beware.
I lay it all out there.
"I live with my parents."
And I get some shitty shit.
Which is why, every once in awhile, I think God is looking out for me.
I think maybe that God sees what I go through.
I'm not mean.
I'm not rude.
I don't proselytize in a political sense.
I try to show warmth to others.
I try to show God's love with my actions.
And boy do I end up throwing my pearls before swine sometimes…
Often, perhaps.
Lots of swine.
And it gets me down.
But I thought today was gonna be better.
Since last night.
Things had been going really well for me.
And now, here at 4 in the morning, I find myself back in a similar spot.
But it's ok.
Because God loves me.
And if a bunch of braindead bitches wanna ignore the underdog,
then we won't be surprised why they didn't find happiness.
So this is a love story.
Forbidden love.
Nick Frost is in love with his boss.
Because his boss is perfect…for him.
It's FaTE.
God puts us in the position to win.
But true winning is not always capturing first place.
But if you try sometimes,
you might find,
you get what you need."
Where have I heard that song these past four years?
Ah, yes.
She was never supposed to lose.
Hillary Clinton.
She underestimated the underdog.
That's why she did not survive.
Before this goes totally off the rails.
Love is the greatest victory there is.
But love has to be reciprocated.
If you're a superstar (and I know you are, my dear reader), then you deserve AT LEAST as much as you give.
When you give love, compliments, gifts, affection, etc.
If you find yourself always to be the giver…and never allowed to be the taker (because nothing is given to you), then you just might be in the wrong situation.
I know I was.
And, praise God, I am out of that for the time being.
Except for at least one catch.
The world, our world, is primarily composed of takers.
Ingrates.
People without manners.
Humans unfamiliar with common courtesy.
Unpracticed at recognizing fairness.
People who have very little conscience (if any whatsoever).
And they are either unaware that they are such assholes, or they are aware and they simply do not care.
So again, it's just me on this computer here.
Sitting in the dark.
Typing.
But that's ok.
Because in this movie, a fat guy gets a beautiful girl.
And he gets her because he's good at something.
But we must be righteous too.
Let us not underestimate OUR personal underdogs.
Let us not defile the name of God by letting superficiality reign.
God will show us the way.
Let us do what is just.
I ask that all who read this may be helped.
That each of them may know that God loves them.
And I ask this in the name of the Son of God.
I ask this by the power that is in the name Jesus.
God works in mysterious ways.
Our loving God will not be mocked.
God will not lose in the end.
We are entrusted with great responsibility.
But we know who wins.
And we know that the ending is magnificent.
And we know that all are welcome in the Kingdom of Heaven.
God only asks that we have humility.
The humility to ask forgiveness.
And God does not demand perfection.
The coin which God accepts, for eternal life, is faith.
And God charges no interest on this coin.
It is given freely, yet it is the most valuable thing in the universe.
Praise be to His holy name.
Indictments = start.
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Willy Wonka & the Chocolate Factory [1971)
Now we come to a crucial crossroads.
30,665 deaths so far in the United States from COVID-19.
Over a month ago, on or about March 12th, my girlfriend broke up with me.
But she didn't do it in any sort of clearcut way.
I committed a transgression.
I wrote a very unflattering song about her.
Musically speaking, it was a very good song.
And so, out of blind pride, I posted it on my SoundCloud page.
It was written out of frustration.
I did not feel that I could discuss anything of substance with my girlfriend.
But I must qualify that statement.
I was unable to give her criticism…at all…ever.
No matter how tactfully I phrased it, she was not open to critique.
And she was always this way.
I will let the psychiatrists in the room now give their opinions as to the reason why.
Thank you, good sirs.
You see, my girlfriend used to be my fiancée.
And before that she was my girlfriend.
My beginning is my end.
Understand that I waited 41 years to propose to a girl.
And propose I did.
And she accepted.
It was a joyful day.
I wore my best (only) suit.
I brought flowers (as I did every time I saw her).
We were happy.
I thought that giving her the reassurance of engagement would improve her attitude.
While I was never allowed to give her criticism (without a resulting emotional explosion from her), she was allowed to give me criticism.
And she did.
From the moment I met her.
Her very first words to me when we first met in person were a CORRECTION of my faux pas.
I didn't stand when she entered the room and approached my table.
I admit that I was in error.
But I was enraptured by her beauty.
And that was the first of many, MANY criticisms I would receive from her over the ensuing four months until our engagement.
Perhaps my optimism was misguided.
After a brief "honeymoon period", the criticisms came back.
But I must give some "back story" to fill in her character profile.
She had lost a child mid-pregnancy just two years prior.
And less than one year before meeting me, she had lost her husband in a tragic traffic collision.
I was very compassionate to the special needs of this truly unique child of God.
My fiancée.
I wanted to help.
I overlooked many of her character flaws…attributing them to her PTSD and depression.
But every anniversary was like an eruption.
The date when her child died.
The date when her child was supposed to have been born.
The date when her husband died.
Her and her late-husband's wedding anniversary.
Amidst all this struggle, she wanted to have another child.
Her one child had been lost.
Before ever really entering the world.
I obliged.
I loved her.
I was scared.
"What kind of father material am I?," I thought.
But I pressed on.
I always acquiesced to her demands.
We did things HER WAY.
And it was stressful.
"Let's go to a fertility clinic."
Yadayadayada.
All while I am working to make ends meet.
"I will soon be too old to have children."
A frantic pace.
Interspersed with bouts of her extreme depression.
Lovely stuff, I assure you.
It drove me back to tobacco.
And it drove me nuts.
Everything snapped for me.
One day I woke up and realized I couldn't go to work.
I was done.
And so for 9 months, I had to be reborn.
I had to detox.
To her credit, she stuck by me (more or less).
And then tragedy struck again.
Her mother died.
I frantically tried to get my old job back (though I was not quite fully healed).
And I did.
I wanted to help her save her apartment which she loved.
But she got sick.
And sicker.
I kept the job.
But the apartment was lost.
And now she lives with her dad.
Just as I live with my parents (a situation she gave me grief about many times).
"Many who are first shall be last, and the last shall be first."
Jesus spoke of karma.
And I'm sure I have a lifetime of wrecked karma ready to crash down on ME at any moment.
But sometimes the irony is too dripping.
There was the hospitalization.
Six days she was there.
I came every night (five nights).
After working until midnight sometimes.
But it was not enough.
She wasn't satisfied.
After the hospital, she got worse (in many ways).
Finally, I was asked by her family not to contact her anymore.
Not to cause her "grief".
And like that, our engagement vanished into thin air.
For 17 days I lived in a darkness.
And so did she.
She was very sick.
I heard nothing from her.
And then she slipped back into my life.
Slowly.
But it was so confusing.
She didn't want to be engaged anymore (she said).
She wanted to take a (big) step backwards.
I wasn't too happy about this, but I accepted.
And so we made it several months.
A nice Valentine's Day.
But something was worse than before.
There was absolutely no reciprocation.
If I complimented her (which I did often), she would not compliment me.
If I did something nice for her (which I often did), it was very soon forgotten (and certainly not answered with a loving action from her).
I wanted to say something, but I couldn't.
She was still too sick, she said.
And so things dragged on thusly.
And then I wrote that song which changed my life.
That song of frustration.
I am not proud of it.
Though it be musically a good composition, it caused her sadness.
When she happened to find it.
You see, I would write songs for this girl of mine.
I recorded 183 songs for her over the course of two years.
Some covers.
Some original instrumentals.
Some original songs.
Many of these gifts barely got a word of thanks in return.
Same for the thousands of dollars of flowers I bought for her over the same time period.
There's even one song that she appears to have never bothered even listening to.
And it's a good one.
After six months, it shows that it has zero listens.
Well, no one is perfect.
There were probably (almost certainly) other songs she never heard.
It just wasn't what she needed at the time.
I can attest.
She was very, very sick.
183 songs.
Some she never got around to listening to.
In my frustration, I sang to the world.
I wrote…and put it in a bottle.
Like putting a leaf in a flowing stream.
To get rid of that care.
But of course, she found that particular leaf.
She interrogated me about it.
"No," I said (trying to be tactful), "it's not about you."
But my conscience got to me.
And so the next day I came clean.
Yes, the song is about you.
I apologized sincerely.
I made no excuses whatsoever.
I didn't plead my case.
She didn't ask (never has) how I came to a place of such frustration.
But that was the last I heard from her.
The first 10 days of this coronavirus pandemic in the United States.
I went through it alone.
I sent texts.
I sent emails.
All went unanswered for 10 days.
And when we came out, she was less than my girlfriend.
I told her I loved her…and got no response.
That was five weeks ago.
And so we have been winding things down.
We still talk.
But she is incapable of discussing our former relationship.
It stresses her out to much.
And she never even bothered breaking up with me.
So we are "just friends" now.
And I have tried to be there for her during this coronavirus crisis.
Which brings us to Willy Wonka.
This was one of the most formative movies of my life.
Perhaps THE most formative.
In elementary school, when the teachers were too lazy to teach, they'd put this film on.
And I would sit enraptured.
No matter how many times they showed it.
And they showed it to us MANY times.
It must have been one of the few VHS tapes which was approved for them to screen.
Coronavirus, a wrecked romantic relationship, Willy Wonka…
Here is a partial answer:
a film reviewer should be cognizant of what is going on in their life and how that affects their "reading" of a certain film.
I rewatched this film tonight (for the umpteenth time) and saw stuff I had never seen before.
New details noticed.
But I was watching it with the sadness of romantic loss.
And with the stress of total societal isolation.
I have worked on the front lines of the service industry all throughout this crisis.
Precisely for the mental health BENEFIT it gave me.
Exercise.
Ersatz social interaction (with coworkers and customers).
But now, my store has been hit with a close encounter.
And so our hours have been shaved.
No more midnight.
Midnight shifted to 10 p.m.
And now, abruptly, 10 p.m has shifted to 2 p.m.
Can you imagine a coffee shop closing at 2 p.m.?
Well, that's us right now.
And I am fairly certain I have delayed sleep phase disorder.
My "availability" starts at 4 p.m. each day.
So I have AT LEAST the next eight days off.
And I have had the past two off as well.
But five of my coworkers are home self-isolating…because they had potential second-hand exposure to COVID-19.
I miss them. I'm making them music playlists. I'm buying them groceries. I'm sending them texts and emojis.
What a horrible situation to be in.
I myself was homebound today because of my asthma.
And that is our world.
Every sniffle.
Every sneeze.
Every sore throat.
As the mold floats on the breeze.
And the oaks bloom.
As particle pollution undulates.
Along with ozone.
Is it 'rona?
If I need to take a Tylenol, is it 'rona?
If I were to get coronavirus, it would be very bad indeed.
I live with my two elderly parents.
I have asthma.
I have high blood pressure.
And I have a whole bevy of mental problems.
But I chose to work.
I ran towards the sound of gunfire.
Whether it was stupid or brave, that is for others to decide.
And so now, here I sit with this masterpiece:
Willy Wonka & the Chocolate Factory.
Mel Stuart may be an auteur whose time is yet to come.
But the secret weapon is Walter Scharf.
Did he write the music?
But he orchestrated it.
And such gossamer orchestration it is!
We start poor.
Shaggy dog.
Charlie Bucket.
A peasant's name if there ever was one.
Crazy man plants the seeds of conspiracy.
About the factory.
*Charlie lives with his parents (as most young boys do).
But he also lives with all four of his grandparents.
And his father is deceased.
Willy Wonka is certainly a film about espionage.
Economic espionage.
Business espionage.
With overtones of state espionage.
International espionage.
Remnants of war. England. Germany.
Wonka's factory is like Area 51.
But this film is unique in that it delineates a search.
A search by a man.
Or an organization.
Or agency.
Or entity.
A search for that one special person.
[decades before The Matrix]
God tested Abraham.
"…kill me a son/Abe said, 'Man, you must be puttin' me on!'/
God said, 'No.'/Abe said, 'What?'/God said, 'You can do what you want Abe, but…uh/
next time you see me comin' you better run.'/Abe said, 'Where you want this killin' done?'/ God said, 'Out on Highway 61.'"
God, of course, STOPPED Abraham from killing his son.
But only AFTER Abraham had committed fully…knife in hand…to slit his son's throat.
Great reading, that.
The Bible.
And this is a very biblical tale, Willy Wonka.
The eccentric Jesus.
God the Father…in the Heavens…with his Inventing Room.
The chocolate factory is heaven.
And only those who become like a child can enter…and stay.
Only those who are born again (made pure like a child) can inherit this chocolate factory.
God wants to pass on his greatest creation.
And God tests us.
But there is grace.
Charlie and Grandpa Joe mess up.
They drink the fizzy lifting drink.
They hang suspended like Icarus and Daedalus.
Their wings don't melt.
They have the opposite problem.
They are on a collision course with the edge of ether.
Until they learn how to burp.
Stephen Dedalus…
Cicada 3301.
GCHQ recruiting.
QAnon.
NSA.
Kryptos.
Who can solve the final part?
Right there at Langley.
Some might say I was engaged to Veruca Salt.
Wonka running counterespionage.
Counterintelligence.
Slugworth in Switzerland.
For Your Eyes Only.
Octagonal.
And hope.
Get out of bed.
Go back to work.
Warning strictly against "frippery".
Again with Roger Moore in A View to a Kill.
Sideways fan.
Spoiled brat.
Always got what she wanted.
Cautionary tale of poor parenting.
God is merciful.
All is dream.
But God cannot be mocked.
His word is eternal.
Jesus was the Word made flesh.
Superseding the Ten Commandments.
There is freedom in Christ, but we are not to go on sinning.
We will mess up.
But it is by grace that we are saved.
So that no man may boast.
It is not by good works.
But the heart must be contrite.
And, above all, pure.
Made pure by the Holy Spirit.
When one invites God into ones life.
A little bit of divinity in each of us.
And quite a bit of divinity in this film.
By this logic, Satan (created by God) may be a Slugworth to be unmasked in the end times.
Lucifer…with that scar on his face.
The mark of Cain.
The murderer.
Finally, this is Gene Wilder's best work.
He channels something here which is otherworldly.
Wilder became immortal with this film.
And he lives on.
As long as there is goodness in this world, we have a chance.
I want to thank my friend, the great writer Chris Lindsay, for encouraging me to write onwards during these dark times.
Thank you, Chris.
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Medianeras [2011)
Here is as close to perfect as I can imagine.
When I clicked on this film on Hulu (translated as Sidewalls), I just expected it to be another film that I would stop watching after 30 seconds.
It vaguely looked like it had Eva Green in it.
Or Natalie Portman.
Thank God it doesn't.
Instead, it stars Pilar López de Ayala as Mariana and Javier Drolas as Martin.
Indeed, this is the second Argentine film I've found which borders on sheer perfection.
The other is El Crítico (which followed two years later in 2013).
Both these films are introspective and self-reflective.
In Medianeras, this is more subtle.
Martin carries around three Tati films in his backpack (the topmost [visible] one being Playtime).
But all of this is academic.
What is important to say is that Medianeras is a cosmic, transcendent romance for the 21st century.
The composition is taut.
The cinematography is deft.
The montage is formidable.
But equally, the writing by director Gustavo Taretto is pristine.
You can look him up.
He's a big, bushy-bearded 53-year-old.
But I highly admire the mind which came up with this film.
And the eye which brought it to life.
Pilar López de Ayala is magical here.
So many beautiful touches of storytelling.
Taretto owes a small debt to Jeunet's Amélie, but it is ever so small.
Indeed, it is mostly the music (the precious, tick-tock minimalism of the harp) and a pair of sequences involving humorous litanies.
The latter is achieved through copious edits of visual images to match the speaker's rather cumbersome list(s).
It makes sense.
Amélie was a huge hit on the international stage just ten years prior to Medianeras.
And it too was an excellent film.
So Taretto has borrowed from a source which also indicates his good taste.
But our director has gone much further than merely borrowing.
He has created his own coherent language.
There are amazing sequences with Pilar López de Ayala in her apartment as her next-door neighbor wades through Beethoven and Chopin on a hoisted piano.
It is such that Mariana's isolated life becomes a sort of postmodern ballet.
Sans dancing.
More brooding than anything.
Playing.
But, above all, being lonely.
And that is what drives this home.
We have a lonely man.
And a lonely woman (Ornette).
And paths which cross.
It's not just sexual tension, but philosophical tension.
We really don't know if these two perfect lovers will ever meet.
They are so dangerously close to colliding.
Like electrons.
We want these characters to live forever.
In that they are composed of real life foibles.
As both watch Woody Allen in the dark.
And cry.
[as I cry watching them]
And both turn up Daniel Johnston singing "True Love Will Find You in the End".
As I live with my parents.
[as the late-Daniel Johnston lived with his]
But I do know this.
That the sidewall in Austin has said, "Hi, how are you?" for so long.
And I am stuck in San Antonio.
Probably a much shittier city than Buenos Aires.
But so achingly-close to my old haunts in Austin.
And I don't know if I will ever see them again.
Because life is hard.
And my life is generally shit.
"Working" at Starbucks.
Soon enough.
If my fiancée is dying.
And I am weeping.
Because I can relate to Martin and Mariana.
I can't sleep.
It is 5 a.m. and I am writing a movie review which probably no one will read.
But I am happy in a strange way.
Because I found a film that reflects my life and makes me feel like all of my romantic longings and eccentricities are not for nothing.
So thank you, Gustavo.
Amazing film!!!
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The Matrix [1999)
I tried to make her understand.
I tried to tell her what she needed to hear.
I am still waiting.
Waiting for a sea change.
Assange is the superstar hacker.
Mendax.
QAnon lifted "follow the white rabbit" from this film.
Unless this film and the QAnon op stem from the same source.
Smith of 1984.
Turned.
Red-pill me on Tylenol.
LSD implications of Alice.
Mirror from Cocteau.
Keanu Reeves dips his fingers into Orphée (1950).
The Wachowski brothers have both now become trans women.
How fitting.
They are both (incidentally) married to women (Karin and Alisa).
From Walter Carlos to Wendy Carlos.
In which Neo wakes up in the "warm liquid goo" phase.
Brave New Fahrenheit 1984.
Baby farms of dystopia.
Elon Musk has been worried about the very premise of The Matrix.
Worried that his buddies at Google are creating for us the very hell foretold in this movie.
Pacified with free porn.
Zion of Joel Silver (producer).
With the "desert of the real", we get Slavoj Žižek a few years later.
And one of my favorites: Baudrillard.
Or vice versa.
Oracle like Oprah.
With cookies and everything.
Great acting by Gloria Foster who died in September 2001.
After 9/11.
And this film predates flying machines being swallowed by skyscrapers.
And mass shootings.
Indeed, Columbine kicked off a new era…a mere three weeks after The Matrix was released.
Many kung fu rips.
It would be four more years before Tarantino began ripping kung fu with the first Kill Bill.
So The Matrix was first here.
A new Star Wars.
Luke Skywalker of Neo.
And the Holocaust chic costumes.
Schindler's List set this up six years previous in 1993.
Kiss of life.
Great romance.
Sparks.
Channeling Bruce Lee the whole way through.
Great drum and bass tracks.
Cool soundtrack.
I can imagine Thom Yorke really getting into this shit.
The next Radiohead album after this film was the start of a new bleep bloop era.
Kid A.
And Carrie-Anne Moss is really pretty.
Good movie!
filed under kung fu, sigh-fi
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Two Night Stand [2014)
This year has sucked.
But maybe the past sucked more.
Writing lonely movie reviews in the middle of the night.
Because antidepressants are a motherfucker to get off of.
I haven't written like this in a long time.
Because I haven't been lonely enough to hunt through piles of movies to find a gem.
This is a gem.
Do you know that feeling?
Has a movie ever saved your life??
Elton knows that feeling.
Sometimes we get degrees without thinking our lives through.
Reincarnation.
I have two such degrees.
And the first one makes more sense.
Because I DO love music.
But I live in Texas.
Don't let anyone tell you that Austin is the capital of dick as far as music goes.
It's mediocre.
Modestly vibrant.
Business makes less sense.
I can't get a job at a bank.
I am weird.
Like our lead character Megan.
It's embarrassing as fuck.
When you want to work.
I want to work.
Let me tell you.
I stopped drinking.
I stopped using tobacco.
I got off of Ambien.
I got off of Xanax.
And now maybe I'm on the last part.
But it's taken 8 months.
And my insomnia has gotten worse.
That's a good first draft of a life.
A story that might connect.
It is my story.
And absolutely true.
But it will float in the ether.
Probably until the Internet ceases to exist.
I am as close as you are going to find to Herman Melville.
Or Henry Miller.
I am a film critic.
And a musician.
And a recovering drug addict.
It's fucking embarrassing.
Maybe it helps my street cred.
Have you ever had a verbal altercation?
A really nasty conversation.
Where two sides are trying to demoralize each other.
Are you familiar with those?
There is some great acting here by Analeigh Tipton and Miles Teller.
God damn.
And some great writing by Mark Hammer.
The story takes it a long way.
But having really inspired, talented actors is necessary to take it over the top.
And we shouldn't forget director Max Nichols…who made this all fit together.
Hammer gives us "Please be a crossdresser."
There is, in fact, a Psycho reference earlier in the film.
Part of some witty banter.
God…relationships are complicated.
And this film takes weird romance to a whole new level.
It is very inventive.
And, frankly, heartwarming.
Have you ever done something stupid in love?
Ever regretted anything?
Ever almost lost it all???
Maybe like It Happened One Night.
But hell if I know.
Because I'm a lousy film critic.
I just do it for the fun.
For the expression.
To express.
No other realm will have me.
Those who can't, critique.
But I'm a feisty little devil.
As Roger Moore said in For Your Eyes Only, "We're not dead yet."
Special ed forces.
Positive mental attitude.
The Spy Who Loved Me.
And, in case of a blizzard, "shared bodily warmth".
Stalking is a skill.
And some duct tape to fix the neighbors' window.
Pretty bad ass.
Megan is PISSED OFF.
Great acting!
I've done that.
Hundreds of songs.
Some not even listened to.
Is it because the rest of the world are morons?
Drozd.
Maybe because I'm so captivating.
Self-harm tattoos.
Reliving childhood trauma.
I'm still working.
Hollywood can go to hell.
I came out the other side.
[more or less]
I almost blacked out there in the middle*
I guess there is a connection to Austin.
But not me.
Down here living in bumfuck San Antonio.
Sitting on my luggage.
With my Stetson.
Done been run over by a stagecoach.
And manure in the air.
I was in Brooklyn when this film was shot.
But I had no idea it was being shot.
Back when I was a professional musician.
And sad.
But I'm still here.
Rotten Tomatoes can kiss my ass.
I don't need anybody to tell me what's good.
I waded through a ton of crap tonight to find Two Night Stand.
It is a fine movie.
Clever.
It will last.
Fuck everybody else.
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Sicario: Day of the Soldado [2018)
It's been a long fucking time.
And I've been watching the same three Pink Panther movies over and over.
Just to get by.
But recently, God has brought me love.
Heavenly love.
An angel.
A girlfriend.
Well, hardly neither can I.
So I should start by saying that I saw Sicario: Day of the Soldado IN A MOVIE THEATER!
What a concept.
It's been at least a couple of years since I ventured into the thrall of urban sprawl to freeze my tits off in a cinemaplex.
But God bless the Alamo Draft House.
It's the little things that matter.
The Clint Eastwood "Don't Do Crack" PSA.
The Mexican teen beat (?) videos.
All kinds of kooky pre-film festivities which whet the intellectual appetite and let you know that you are in a place which at least marginally cares.
filed under Amer-ica, Contemporary
tagged as Alamo Draft House, Clint Eastwood, God, love, Mexico, movies, Pink Panther, romance, Sicario, urban sprawl
Romancing the Stone [1984)
This movie was very dear to me as a kid.
It's one of those which came on TV all the time.
And it always pulled me in.
For me, nothing in this film beats the scene in which Kathleen Turner and Michael Douglas huddle 'round a marijuana campfire in the fuselage of a crashed plane.
Taking strong belts of Jose Cuervo tequila.
Basically sitting in a giant bong 🙂
But the best part–the cutest part…is KT eating olives.
An old jar. To be sure.
But they last awhile.
And liquor kills all germs, right?
Who cares if the dead pilot took a few swigs long ago 🙂
It's such a cozy scene.
Perhaps it's what the Danish mean by hygge.
And it's an ambiance I've only seen approached in Vertigo (Kim Novak and Jimmy Stewart by the fireplace in his apartment…after he rescues her from the waters of San Francisco Bay) and, surprisingly, The Pink Panther (David Niven and Claudia Cardinale by the fireplace…Claudia on the tiger-skin rug).
But Romancing the Stone, unlike those two films, is a full-on romcom.
Sure, there's action…to entice the leery men 🙂
But there's no denying that this is a romantic comedy.
And so I'm glad to join the ranks of romcom lovers.
Glad to christen a new category on my site with this fine film.
Some of it hasn't aged so well (like Alan Silvestri's sequenced electro-samba soundtrack), but most of it has…so kudos to director Robert Zemeckis.
Zach Norman plays a gay villain in such a way that one cannot help thinking of John Podesta.
Danny DeVito, who plays Norman's cousin, is definitely the funniest thing in this film.
Neither Turner nor Douglas are particularly funny, but they are graceful and charming (respectively).
I would even add that Michael Douglas encapsulates a sort of masculinity which has been on the wane since the 1980s in America…UNTIL DONALD TRUMP WON THE FUCKING PRESIDENCY!
It is trippy.
To watch this movie late at night.
To relive childhood memories.
And then to rouse oneself to one's feet and think, "Is Donald Trump really the President? Is this not some kind of dream???" 🙂
I know for many it is a nightmare.
So I will just leave that train of thought there. For now.
Actually, there is a more serious villain in this film: Manuel Ojeda.
He is certainly a BAD HOMBRE 🙂
[sorry, can't help it]
The bulk of the action takes place in Colombia.
It's like William S. Burroughs, in search of yage, writing back to Allen Ginsberg.
Though the narrative becomes evermore-farfetched as it unfurls, it's so much fun that we don't much care 🙂
Buried treasure? Check.
Wrestling crocodiles? Check.
Mr. Dundee and The Goonies were from this same era 🙂
Alfonso Arau is here too…with his little "mule" 🙂
[I guess, on second thought, that is a drug-smuggling joke]
This was the performance which preceded Mr. Arau's all-world turn as El Guapo in Three Amigos.
Yeah…the plot really gets ridiculous right after the waterfall 🙂
But this is a feel-good movie!
And we need this kind of stuff.
Sitting down to ENJOY a movie 🙂
What a concept!
filed under 80s comedy
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Tokyo Fiancée [2014)
I have been absent.
Because work.
Not working, but looking.
Healthcare.
I have been absent because anxiety.
But better.
Stretching.
And now the cosmos brings me a perfect film.
Because Pauline Étienne.
Actress full of joy.
But the grand auteur is Stefan Liberski.
Every color.
Every gesture.
You must pinstripe, tuck up your hair you haven't.
You must primary color.
Yellow and red. Made in U.S.A.
"You must fall in love with me," says Pauline Étienne.
"I command you."
[she continues]
And of all the girls in the world, the Belgians and Finnish are the most diabolically beautiful on film.
Godard said the Swiss.
Clear bias.
And so we have a Belgian film set in Japan.
If we try hard, we can hear Debussy. Estampes…
Sado Island… […]
To dream in the rain.
Cross the bridge.
And the river steams.
You seek a nectarine.
A noisy kiss.
Pauline Étienne.
Buttermilk legs joy rollerskate skinny.
Was taken from Salinger.
Joyce said spittoon.
As cuspidor.
The most beautiful word.
Girl.
Some films, books so good…too much to handle.
My wish.
To marry.
To have that happiness.
A mere handful of fives away from Valentine's.
When Colombia and Ecuador will be pumping out roses for Starbuckers.
All along.
They said that sex was uncouth.
Or resorted to farm metaphors of propagating species.
They couldn't talk about love.
When your breath is stolen by a cold kiss.
In the autumn.
And yet warmth from optimism.
But we must get on to the little back alleys of Tokyo.
And for a moment stop this dream.
To be born.
In Japan.
Of Belgian parents.
Does not a Japanese make.
I can suck the life out of Auden.
Elliptical.
Though I thought I was aping Céline.
But director Stefan Liberski is aping no one.
We must mention the author and not the auteur, though in French there is no difference (save for the milieu of cinema).
And she gives us a fantastic story.
Amélie Nothomb.
No thumb.
Better than "all thumbs".
Rhombus.
Can you suck on a diamond lozenge from a ring?
Lots of sucking.
But that's the aw-kward + loneliness which makes a great film.
This one just happens to pull in Belgique and Nippon to boot.
On her yellow socks.
On her haircut.
On sweater with blue stripes.
Like Edward Hopper did the cinematography.
But the Francophones have it figured out.
Every trick.
Which is to say.
Just emotion.
Realism.
No bullshit.
Embrace the history of film.
Compare and contrast.
What works? What doesn't?
What speaks to you? How does a culture (French, par exemple) see a film?
Answer: it doesn't fucking matter.
What matters is the overflowing love and romance which infuses Tokyo Fiancée.
Only thing Lars von Trier ever did well was film Kirsten Dunst in the nude.
Stefan Liberski surpasses von Trier's entire oeuvre with this one film.
Yes, I'm polemic as fuck!
I'll take François Truffaut (the film critic) and a bottle of white wine for my friend.
I like red.
And Guy Debord.
I'll take chances.
I have taken so many fucking chances.
But we get scared.
Worn out.
Frightened by inexperience.
All of that is in the film.
Taichi Inoue is really sweet as Rinri.
But I keep coming back to Pauline Étienne.
She has cast a spell over me.
And I must ask: who does she signify?
Forget the character name.
For each sad soul who dreams their way to the end.
She represents someone.
Fondue.
Teeth which nave never left the village.
New born yellow as unripe baby corn.
On the farm.
A different register (accent?) of French in Belgium.
Immediately recognizable to a Parisian.
And with little modesty lambasted as yokel French.
But perhaps the Belgians and Quebecois have this in common.
A cause for solidarity.
And add in the Swiss…with their weird counting and smoky lisp.
Tokyo Fiancée hits harder than La Religieuse (2013) because it is not stilted nor steeped in period costumes.
Just tell a fucking story, we say.
Pauline Étienne. Born in Ixelles.
How could anyone from such a place be any less than ravishing?
When we think in microcosm.
If we only know one Indian person.
They become India.
For us.
And complicate this with a multicultural relationship.
That is the gasoline of Tokyo Fiancée.
It is clean. And genius. Like Magritte.
A bowler hat. An apple. And MoMA depth.
We want to be in this Japan.
Because the eyes have captured the essence of magic.
Ingenuity.
Frivolity.
Tokyo Fiancée succeeds at every point where Lost in Translation failed (which was at every point).
This is the real deal.
Real acting.
Real art.
Not a dilettante piece.
Sofia Coppola should send her usage permissions for My Bloody Valentine and Kevin Shields tracks to Stefan Liberski posthaste.
Such music is the only thing which could make Tokyo Fiancée any better.
And yet, it is a perfect film.
Don't fuck with perfection.
Maybe again MBV and Liberski can have a meeting of minds.
But make sure to include the Anna Karina of our age.
An actress for which Francophonie has been searching for 60 years.
Well, here she is.
And this is the model: Tokyo Fiancée.
Let the joy in her heart hit the screen (splat!).
Jump on the bed. Ahhh!!!
In the mountains. Wooh! The rush.
An actress with all 21 petals on her Fibonacci daisy.
Which is to say, fully capable of cinema immortality.
I believe it was Mallarmé who wrote of "bursting pomegranates" (!)
Very few films have ever had this effect on me.
And I needed this one very bad.
To confirm that there are quirky, special people in the world.
That there are eyes who see beauty in the details I notice.
And that genius in the cinema is not dead.
Thank you Mr. Liberski.
And thank you Pauline Étienne for your performance which has brought hope to a very sad person in Texas.
Je veux exprimer ma plus profonde gratitude.
C'est infini.
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Salinger [2013)
I read every book J.D. Salinger ever wrote.
This was, of course, due to The Catcher in the Rye.
If my memory serves me, it was the first book I ever enjoyed reading.
The first book that ever made me laugh.
[what a concept!]
And so I made it through the other three books published during the author's lifetime.
None of them made the same impression upon me as had Catcher, yet I knew this was a special, special writer.
One story did, however, stick with me for unrelated reasons.
That story was "A Perfect Day for Bananafish".
And the connection was Richard Manuel (of The Band)…who died in a similar way (and in Florida, near enough in my mind…city notwithstanding) to the protagonist of that haunting little tale.
But I am not obsessed with J.D. Salinger.
Indeed, I had not given thought to him in quite some time.
His writing affected me deeply, but it was not the kind of stuff that I wished to revisit.
Once was enough.
Perhaps his greatest work…was his strange, mysterious life.
THAT is what fascinated me!
Long after the books ended.
In my literary pantheon, there is one very small category which holds but two authors: Salinger and Pynchon.
The recluses.
And so, in the final estimation, Salinger was the consummate artist.
A genius of public relations as much as a weaver of phrases.
Well, dear friends…if you relate to any of the above, then you absolutely must see the documentary Salinger.
What is particularly fascinating is that our author was in counterintelligence.
Yes, by this I mean to infer that Salinger's self-imposed exile was very much a calculated move from the mind of a trained spook (for lack of a better word).
But there's more to the story…
Salinger likewise was a soldier.
World War II.
Voluntary.
From D-Day through V-E Day.
299 days (as director Shane Salerno makes wonderfully clear).
But if this has not piqued your curiosity about this mammoth of 20th-century literature, consider the pithy, icy story of how Salinger was jilted, while at war (!), to the benefit of an Englishman [wait for it] living in America…
Yes, his girlfriend married Charlie Chaplin.
While J.D. was seeing men die in France and Germany to push back and defeat the Nazis.
And the cherry on top of that bitter sundae?
His erstwhile girlfriend was the daughter of America's only Nobel-prize-winning dramatist: Eugene O'Neill.
This is the kind of stuff any documentarian would drool over.
But likewise, portraying the delicate enigma of Salinger is a task which could have resulted in crumbling failure with any faux pas (in its literal sense).
Shane Salerno (any relation to Nadja…Sonnenberg?) crafted a thoroughly engrossing document of Salinger's richly-fabriced life.
But the coup comes at the end (and it is not too much of a spoiler to reveal this).
Salinger appears to be the primary source (if Wikipedia is to be even marginally trusted) concerning the forthcoming publication of Salinger's fruits of reclusion.
We have a timetable: 2015-2020.
40% has come and gone.
You know, I never thought I'd live to see the day when a "new" Salinger book hit the shelves.
And I won't believe it till I see it.
But one thing is for sure: I'm buying.
Finally, I owe a debt of gratitude to Mr. Salinger.
He passed away in 2010.
What a special gift he had!
What joy he shared with the world!!
It was the real thing.
The masses, after all, CAN (in the final estimation) tell the difference between shit and Shinola.
And to all the critics who ever panned J.D. out of jealousy, a big "Fuck you" is in order.
This review is dedicated to all those who travelled up to Cornish, New Hampshire hoping to catch a glimpse of the man…
All those who left a note…
All those whose pleas fell on deaf ears…
I know your dedication.
My hero is Jean-Luc Godard.
I know letters.
I know the long-distance call.
My Cornish, New Hampshire just happens to be Rolle, Switzerland.
But I know.
And I want to make this very clear.
You are not dupes.
You had the open hearts to dream.
And you let an author into your lives.
Perhaps J.D. Salinger was incapable of expressing his gratitude for all of you.
Perhaps out of some kind of self-hate.
But I'm bold enough to speak for the man.
He loves you.
Always did.
Always will.
Else, he never would have given you Holden in the first place.
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El Crítico [2013)
Fucking masterpiece.
A fucking masterpiece.
It's not often that a movie strikes me this way.
I had every reason not to even WATCH this film.
The premise was too perfect.
Too good to be true.
In English (and on Netflix in the U.S.), it is listed as The Film Critic.
But we pay our respects to international films even if the template of our website goes haywire in so doing.
El Crítico is an Argentine-Chilean coproduction.
Sounds like a wine, right?
Well, this beats any Malbec I've ever tasted.
I cannot say enough good things about this picture!
First things first-Hernán Guerschuny is a goddamned genius.
From the very start of this film we get the Godard whisper…that voiceover which started (si je me souviens bien) circa 1967 with 2 ou 3 Choses que je sais d'elle.
The majority (80%?) of El Crítico is in Spanish, but the remaining 20% (in French) makes all the difference.
We have an Argentine film critic, played masterfully by Rafael Spregelburd, who thinks in French.
We are thus privy to his internal monologue throughout the film.
For anyone who writes about motion pictures, El Crítico is indispensable.
Just right.
[not even a pinch of salt too much]
Dolores Fonzi is really good, but Señor Spregelburd is outstanding.
Spregelburd plays a Godard-obsessed film critic (are you seeing why I like this?) whose fumbling attempts at romance stem from his total immersion in cinema.
Guerschuny deftly interpolates scenes which are "meta-" in the same sense that Cinema Paradiso was essentially a film ABOUT film.
And I am a fan of this approach.
It worked perfectly for the greatest artistic creation in the history of mankind (Histoire(s) du cinéma) and it works exceptionally well for Guerschuny's film [of which James Monaco and la Nouvelle vague I think would be proud].
Guerschuny, like his main character Tellez [Spregelburd], wants to explode the genre of romcom.
Yes, you heard me right: romcom.
And it thus places El Crítico in the same tradition as Truffaut's Tirez sur le pianiste and Godard's Une Femme est une femme.
But something happens to our protagonist Tellez.
And something, I suspect, is in the heart (!) of director Guerschuny.
This is, in fact, a film about appreciating naïveté.
It is a postmodern idea.
And an idea dear to my heart.
It's quite simple, really…
I can appreciate Arnold Schoenberg as much as AC/DC.
Abel Gance as much as Napoleon Dynamite.
The idea is that pretentious films (and film reviews) can become just as tiresome as trite, Entertainment Weekly boilerplate.
Does that magazine even still exist?
It's an honest question.
In fact, I wasn't even sure I had the title correct.
It's supermarket-checkout-lane film criticism.
But it's not worthless.
Sometimes the most esteemed, erudite film critics become blind to the beauty around them.
They don't give simple movies a chance.
On the other hand, there are a ton of crappy movies out there today.
But El Crítico is not one of them.
But let me tell you about the secret weapon of the film under consideration:
Telma Crisanti.
Without her, this movie fails.
Not miserably, but the façade falls apart. And then the superstructure…
Ms. Crisanti plays Ágatha, the 16-year-old niece of our film critic Tellez.
It is she who plants the seed within Tellez' mind that romantic comedies can be sublime.
But the salient point is this: the masses are not dumb.
I will stand by Thomas Jefferson on this point till the bitter end.
And so The Film Critic speaks to young and old. And middle-aged.
It is about miracles.
But it is real.
Simply put, this is the Sistine Chapel of romcoms.
Or, what Michelangelo would have done with the genre.
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This is it; the first episode of the Bliss Boss Podcast. Friend, this episode didn't come without my share of nerves. It's been so long since I've had a conversation with you like this, behind the microphone.
But I did it. And I couldn't be happier!
SO! Welcome to the first official episode of the Bliss Boss Podcast! We're kicking off this journey with a little story time. See it's time that I pull back the curtains on what it looks like to be faking true success.
Sure, I had success in most senses of the word. I made the money, I built the reputation. But that person? That one that everyone saw? That wasn't me.
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Q: Intuition behind $\frac{a}{b}$ mod $(c)$ I read somewhere that $\frac{1}{3}$ mod $(11) = 4$ mod $(11)$. I tried adding $11$ to $\frac{1}{3}$ but that didn't seem to help in any way. I was simply unable to grasp the idea of what $\frac{a}{b}$ mod $(c)$ really means. Does it have a specific definition like $a^{\frac{b}{c}}$ which is $\sqrt[c]{a^{b}}$ ? I would appreciate any answers/hints to go from $\frac{1}{3}$ mod $(11)$ to $4$ mod $(11)$ and the intuition behind $\frac{a}{b}$ mod $(c)$.

A: $\dfrac 13$ is an abuse of notations, what we are talking about is the inverse of $3$ noted $3^{-1}$ which is effectively $4$ due to the fact that:
$3\times 4\equiv 12\equiv (11+1)\equiv 1\pmod{11}\iff 3^{-1}\equiv 4\pmod{11}$
When $$uv\equiv vu\equiv 1\pmod{m}$$
We say that $v$ is the inverse of $u$, every number such that $\gcd(u,m)=1$ has an inverse modulo $m$ and it is noted $u^{-1}$ rather than $\dfrac 1u$.
When you need to solve $ax\equiv b\pmod{m}$ then instead of dividing by $a$ and have $x=\dfrac ba$, you multiply by the inverse of $a$ in $\mathbb Z/m\mathbb Z$ if it exists.
$$ax\equiv b\pmod{m}\iff x\equiv a^{-1}ax\equiv a^{-1}b\pmod{m}$$
But when $\gcd(a,m)\neq 1$ then $a$ has no inverse, same as $0$ as no inverse in $\mathbb R$.

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Q: External offset voltage adjustment on NE5534? I am working on an audio amplifier for fun. The OP-AMP I chose is NE5534.
I think I figured out most of the circuit, but the pin 5 and 8 confuses me.
Pin 5 is "External offset voltage adjustment" pin (output)
Pin 8 is "External offset voltage adjustment" pin (input)
I haven't had the chance to understand this from the datasheet
It seems optional, so I am tempted to leave unconnected. However, perhaps I should break out the pin to a throughhole or a pad.
Since I am unsure what kind of capacitor/resistor is required, I don't know if I can use a generic 0804 type place holder for it.
Can someone please enlighten me?
[update] Ok, I found the description for the two pins:

The input offset voltage of operational amplifiers (op amps) arises from unavoidable mismatches in the
  differential input stage of the op-amp circuit caused by mismatched transistor pairs, collector currents, currentgain
  betas (β), collector or emitter resistors, and so on. The input offset pins allow the designer to adjust for
  these mismatches by external circuitry. These input mismatches can be adjusted by putting resistors or a
  potentiometer between the inputs as shown in Figure 10. A potentiometer can be used to fine tune the circuit
  during testing or for applications which require precision offset control. More information about designing using
  the input-offset pins, see Offset Voltage of Operational Amplifiers (SLOA045).

After reading the description, I must admit I am lost. Can you please explain what "mismatches in the differential input stage" is?

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Can you please explain what "mismatches in the differential input
  stage" is?

All op-amps have an input voltage error term. It's just like a small millivolt battery being placed in series with one of the inputs. If you build an amplifier with a gain of ten, the output voltage from the op-amp becomes offset from where you would expect it to be by 10 x the mV offset I just mentioned.
It is specifically this static error that the offset-voltage nulling circuit intends to eradicate. But, also remember that the offset voltage that is trying to be nulled, will drift with temperature (and time) and these drifting effects cannot be "cancelled" without re-positioning the potentiometer in your circuit.


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Criminal Minds December 31, 2022
We're at the halfway point of Criminal Minds: Evolution season 1 and, of course, we're sure that some great stuff is ahead. Does this include a potential return from Shemar Moore?
Let's go ahead and make one thing clear: We love Derek Morgan. We'd love to see him back on the Paramount+ series as the iconic character. We know that he's played some big roles over the years, but this is the one we'll always remember Shemar for at the end of the day.
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Here is where we do have to get to the bad news: At present, it doesn't seem as though there are any plans to bring Shemar back into this world, though we have a feeling that the producers would jump at the opportunity, if given the chance.
The problem is that Evolution filmed at the same exact time as Moore's other series in SWAT, and that produced what we're sure was a scheduling conflict too great to overcome. It's possible that there is some super-secret (and most likely brief) cameo that nobody knows is coming but honestly, we doubt it. We also tend to think that if this show is right now looking to deliver a blast from the past, it's with either Spencer Reid or Matt Simmons, characters who were a part of the show until not that long ago.
In the end, who knows what the future holds? For the time being, we do think that there's a reasonably good chance that we are going to see a season 2 of Evolution does the road. This does, of course, also raise the possibility that we're going to see some familiar faces back at that point.
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