Showing posts with label DVD. Show all posts
Showing posts with label DVD. Show all posts

Sunday, May 01, 2022

Sunday Serenity - More Story Joy

 

My DVD Shelves

The read-a-thon was supposed to end at 5am for me but I read on until 7:30 trying to finish that novel I spent more than twelve hours with during the thon.  I woke up after only four hours of sleep and after coffee picked up the book again--and fell asleep over it waking at 9pm after another 4 hours of sleep.  I finally finished it around 10:20 PM.  

That story is going to haunt me for many more years to come as it had haunted me since the first time I read it in the early 90s.  It was a miracle finding it again as it had gone out of print and I had lost my reading records and could not remember the title or author only snippets of plot and flickers of scenes and the fact it was about rescuing books for the future after a civilization ending event.  I've about talked myself into believing I need to post a review but meanwhile my thoughts on M K Wren's A Gift Upon the Shore as I read yesterday are part of yesterday's thon post.

But for right now I'm going to finally give myself the reward I promised myself for the dedication to writing my story for Camp NaNo thru April and the dedication to reading stories for the thon all day yesterday.  I'm going to watch DVD sitcoms until I fall asleep again.


My DVD Player

There's my DVE player and the little box of DVD taken from their cases.  I call it my line-up.  There 9 of them.  Eight sitcoms and The Twilight Zone. I watch on average one to four episodes per day, working my way through the line-up around six times until all episodes are watched and then switch out for the next-up disc in each series. Very occassionaly and usually because I'm sick, I'll watch through the entire line-up in a single day.

It takes me ten to fourteen days to work through the pile.  As one series finishes I add a new series into the mix.  That happened several times since Christmas but as it sits now it will be months before another series finishes.

The line up: 

  • Twilight Zone
  • MASH
  • Gomer Pyle
  • Green Acres
  • Mork and Mindy
  • Laverne and Shirly
  • I Love Lucy
  • Mary Tyler Moore
  • All in the Family

The common theme: series from my youth that I was discouraged or forbidden to watch at the time.  

Series I finished since I began this foray into comedy and closing cultural gaps:

  • Bewitched
  • I Dream of Jeanie
  • Keeping Up Appearances
  • Petticoat Junction

Series waiting in the wings:

  • The Big Bang Theory
  • Seinfeld
  • Beverly Hillbillies
  • Third Rock From the Sun

That's just the comedies.  I leave the Dramas, Sci-fi/fantasy and such for another post and the movies and musicals from recent to classical I've just started collecting to yet another.

I used to favor the dramas and sci/fant--the hour long episodes and the movies.  But during the early acute phase of my grieving process after loosing Ed I was watching a MASH episode because it was something we used to do together and he had introduced me to the series after we married.  As I watched one episode I was surprised by laughter in spite of the fresh grief.  

Discussing it with my counselor she assured me it was normal and nothing to be ashamed of and encouraged me to continue exposing myself to the possibility of laughter so that I would not forget that it too was part of life.  It was the most valuable advice I got about how to endure and process grief.  And it became almost like a mission for me to explore these kinds of stories.  It has been an interesting experience and I hope to muse on it some more in future posts

But next up tonight: MTM and All in the Family.  And if I'm still awake the line-up starts over with the Twilight Zone...

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Sunday, April 14, 2013

Sunday Serenity #332




I watched this movie with my sister last night.  It was so cool.  I love dolphins.  They became a symbol of joyfulness to me over a decade ago..

One of the extras on the DVD was this hilarious animation of a pig after the cookies atop a very large fridge.  It had the two of us giggling hysterically.  So bad we scared the cat.


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Monday, March 19, 2012

Finding Joe





I've been itching to get my hands (eyes, ears) on this ever since I first heard about it nearly a year ago.  I have it in my Netflix save section for DVDs not yet available.  I learned today that the DVD is now out but alas I can't send for it while I'm out of town.

Ah well.  Soon.

But just watching this trailer has woke up my thirst for reading Joseph Campbell again.  It has been over a year since I picked up one of his books to read or browse.  In fact I had Hero With a Thousand Faces out of the library as I prepped for Script Frenzy last March.

I own his Mask of God series, for books tracing the myths from Paleolithic times to the present.  I've owned if for fifteen years but unlike HWTF I've never actually finished any of them.  I've started them over and over and each time reach 100 to 200 pages in only to get distracted.

As I was packing and nnpacking them for our move the week after Christmas I promised myself I would make this the year I would read them front to back.  I came close to bringing them with me but I had been given a sort of dare by my sister to limit the number of books I brought with me. She held out promise of unlimited access to the three libraries she has cards for--the Longview Public Library,  the Vancouver Public Library system and the Lower Columbia College..  

Since I thought this was going to be a four week visit and I had over 1000 ebooks on my netbook already (have tripled that since) I rose to the challenge and brought only four.  All of them reference books related to one or more of my fiction WIP.

My visit was extended repeatedly and now I''ve been here at Mom's for 9 weeks and anticipate at least 2 more.  I had such plans for 2012 after we learned the move would be happening but most I had to put on hold until I got home.  Now the year is a quarter gone.

Ah, well.  Soon.

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Tuesday, January 17, 2012

Criminal Minds Marathon



I've been having a Criminal Minds marathon since Friday night, watching between three and five episodes per night.  The DVDs belong to acquaintances of my sister so can't go home with me.  I had seen only three or four episodes before this and those two or more years ago and all from the middle of season 1 and which I barely remembered more than a few images from.

My favorite characters are Spenser Reid and Penelope Garcia.  Most of the comedy relief seems to involve one or the other of them.  And a show like this needs comedy relief or the brutality of the criminal minds they must get inside would be too intense and overwhelming.

As it is I find my eyes flinching away from the screen often. I find getting inside the minds of villains difficult which is why so many of my stories stall when they walk on stage. 






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Saturday, December 17, 2011

Wonderfalls



It's always the ones I love that get cancelled before the story plays out.  Quirky, eccentric, surreal.  A 20-something named Jaye living at Niagra Falls, is given Delphic messages from inanimate animals--stuffed, drawn, plastic, wax, etc. and when she obeys events work out for the best for all involved.  Of course Jaye is always misunderstanding the meaning of the cryptic commands and trying to fulfill them inappropriately.  It is funny, charming and full of wonder.

I just discovered this show via Netflix DVD and have watched all but two of the 13 episodes this week.  I would have watched the last two as well but got sleepy as has been happening a lot this week because of the virus.  Then I slept until midnight and by the time Ed and I got dinner prepped and cleaned up he was ready for bed and I couldn't watch the last two episodes on the TV in the room.  I have the option of pulling the disc out of the player and taking it in the living room but that room is an icebox as the heat has been off since 9pm.  

I could also play it on my netbook.  But I think I will leave it where it is and wait for Ed to wake up (if I even last that long myself) for I have plenty of other options--things I could or should be doing that are already within reach of where I sit.  One of which is the full set of Bones Season 6 discs from the library.  I could also stream Netflix or watch some of the weeks of accumulated new pods.  I list video options first as they are things I can do while crocheting which is one of the 'shoulds'.  So next in line would be audio books of which I have several out of the library and several more onboard my netbook.

But I also have dozens of ebooks on board of which one is a review copy--another of the 'shoulds'.

I could also continue work on the file organizing and maintenance on my netbook.  I've been plugging away at it over the last several months.  Have finally got everything I wanted off the old laptop hard drive which can now be reformatted to serve as backup for my personal files, ebooks and music

I could also perform the same organization tasks on my fiction writing files.  Or better yet I  could write in them.  Haven't written anything put posts since NaNo ended so that is another strong 'should' as letting it slide too long makes getting started again harder.  Watching Wonder Falls this week though has made my fingers tingle for the keys.  My ideas aren't related but something about the show has inspired me.  It sets a certain tone that draws me and which I'd like to emulate.

Whoever the idiots were who decided to cancel it have no business in show business as they have no idea when they have a great thing.  I wonder what they were making room for when they pushed it out.  Probably more American Idolatry or Brainless Bachelors and Babes surviving without hair product on breezy beaches.

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Monday, August 15, 2011

That's Gotta Smart

missed it by that much


Ed and I watched Get Smart the movie staring Ben Stiller as agent Maxwell Smart. We both loved the 60s TV series so this was a treat.

Am still working at limiting activities that had become obsessive and adding back those I've been neglecting. I haven't crocheted since Thursday which was when I strained my left arm. Today was the first day that the pain was lessened enough I thought I might be able to hold and control the thread but I still let it lie.

I have been going for hours without checking email and fb. Often four or more hours.

Meanwhile I've added back reading fiction having read for 30 to 60 minutes one to three times per day for a whole week now.

I must admit tho that I've not beaten all obsessions and overdone activities. I've continued to watch a lot of DVD and stream. And I've been stuck on the same Spider Solitaire game since Thursday.

So two steps forward, three back.

I've been home a week now and have begun to aclimate to the heat so maybe I'll locate my ambition and energy again soon and shift that to three steps forward and two back.

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Tuesday, August 09, 2011

Movie Marathon


Just minutes after I posted last night that I would reward myself for the ten hour unpacking job by watching the first disc of Gormenghast, Ed informed me he had to work the next morning (today) and would be heading to bed shortly. So I waited until this afternoon and watched all four episodes of the miniseries back to back followed by the extra features. A good five hours or more that took.



Then, after dinner I watched All the King's Men--the 2008 version starring Sean Penn. I'd watched the 1949 version starring Broderick Crawford in June. Both Gormenghast and All the King's Men are movies based on books. I read the Gormenghast trilogy by Mervin Peake in the early 80s. I have the audio books checked out of the library and hope to listen to them soon.

I've never read Robert Pen Warren's Pulitzer Prize winning novel All the King's Men but I think I want to now. The one I watched this evening seemed to be quoting the novel directly in the narration. At least it gave me that impression and makes me want to read the book because I liked the sound of the narrator's voice. The plot was also much more complex then the 1949 movie which also speaks favorably for the book.

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Friday, July 08, 2011

Friday Forays in Fiction: Film Review--Powder Blue

Powder Blue

written and directed by Timothy Linh Bui
May 8, 2009
106 minutes


It's not for Pollyanna's or prudes, pedandicts or puffed up peacocks who are so tone deaf they compare all music to their own mating call and find it wanting.

Those who have been cradled from birth in the suburbs, college campuses and high rise cubicles and thus have never tasted of the poverty of choice created by the poverty of means or spirit that pummels hope to a putrid pulp and convinces one it was only ever an illusion will find it hard to connect with this story.

And those who have never sipped of the cup of despair or experienced that profound loniness that paints life with the patina of a nightmare or have never when in such a place made poor or even depraved choices they find impossible to live with may find it impossile to connect with the characters.

And those who look upon such people with contempt rooted in self-righteiousness or misguided piety and judge them unworthy of care or redemption (as did the elitist Priest and Levite of Jesus' parable of the Good Samaritan their fellow Hebrew lying unconscious, robbed, bludgened, naked and bloody by the wayside and who passed by with their noses high thanking God they were not such sinners as that, leaving his rescue to the despised Samaritan) will see only the contemptable in this story.

And those who believe that even looking upon such 'loosers' let alone offering help, kindness or compassion is tantamount to approval of their choices and permission to continue 'living in sin' and fearing contamination will likely turn away from the screen, walk out of the theater or press stop on the DVD remote inside of five minutes.

If you are any of the above you will likely find this film depressing, hysterical, over the top, clueless, disgusting, manipulative, unbelievable, overacted, poorly written and directed and of little to no entertainment, cultural or artictic value.

It's too bad that 90% of the reviews and comments on this film I could find online were all written by those with one or more of such characteristics because they are the clueless ones unable to comprehend the meaning of this very profound, heart-wrenching, dark story, a modern parable that delves into despair and finds its way back to hope.

Most by their very own confession had made up their mind in the first five minutes to hate it whether out of confusion, disgust or disdain. Many even inadvertantly admitted the source of their confusion was lazy viewing when their complaint, what ever it might have been, could easily have been proved spacious by a three second clip five to fifty minutes before the 'offending' moment. What, were they fumbling after straying popcorn or simply impatient for the Jessica Biel exotic dance/striptease scenes finding everything else irrelevant?

Nearly all of the professional critics hated it and the audience review ratings run only 44 % positive. I sm still a newbie at critiquing film and still feeling insecure about writing reviews so I was at first mysitfied and chagrined upon reading all those pans immediately after giving Power Blue five stars on Netflix after streaming it in the wee hours of this morning.

At first I lost confidence in my favorable opinion, wondering why the stark difference. Do I not recognize crap when i see it? Or am I seeing something real that everybody else missed and if so what makes me special?

I considered turning away from my intent to post a review but found myself so worked up about it my head was spinning with all I wanted to say and that eventually overrode the reticence and motivated me to keep working on my review.

I still feel incompetant to say much more than 'I liked/disliked, it worked/didn't work for me about the aspects of a film related to it's making (screenplay, cinematography, acting, directing, editing, soundtrack, casting) but I know story so I will keep my comments to that level for now.

The story is about four (actually I see six) individuals in severe life crisis whose paths intersect over the four days before Christmas Eve in the seedy and seamy sections of LA. 'Dream Town America' for these four is a nightmare of lonliness, desperation, grief and despair.

Jack Doheny played by Ray Liotta is fresh out of prison after serving a 25 year sentence and has just learned that the love of his life has recently died and that he has gastric cancer and only weeks or less to live. In an attempt to make some ammends for the mess he'd created of his life and the harm that had done to the lives that touched his, he went looking for the daughter he'd left behind as a toddler and who believed he'd died before she was born.

His daughter, Rose John aka Johnny aka Scarlet, played by Jessica Biel, is an exotic dancer at a sleazy strip club to support her son who lies comatose in a hospital. Her boss, Velvet Larry played by Patrick Swayze is dispicable and depraved, a user of people, a taker who won't give and a scrooge who insists this mother of a dying child must work on Christmas eve.

Forest Whitaker plays Charlie grieving over the loss of his wife in a car acident (on their wedding day?) for whom he'd thrown over his vocation as a priest and thus now was unable to find solice in the faith he once depended on and blaming himself (he was driviing) believed himself unworthy of happiness or love. He spent the bulk of the movie attempting to give his life savings ($50,000) in exchange for the trigger finger that would put a bullet through his heart as he was unable to overcome his Catholic compunctions to do it himself.

One of those he propositioned for this was a young mortician, Qwerty Doolittle played by Eddie Redmayne who was so painfully shy he was more comfortable with corpses than living, breathing people. He's awkward and clumsy in social situations and when they involved women they would often trigger his asthma. But he had a good heart, spending much of his free time in charitable activities and often not demanding payment for his services from those truely unable to pay. Which last had helped to bring him to the brink of bankruptsy and the certain foreclosure on the business which had been his late father's by the end of the month.

Qwerty and Rose John crossed paths after Qwerty had hit her runaway dog with his hearse and taken him home to nurse back to health and upon seeing the Lost Dog/Reward posters then contacted Johnny to reunite them and found himself smitten by her.

Those are the four whose stories are recognized as the primary ones while other characters are considered supporting. But I would add Sally the waitress played by Lisa Kudrow who was in the midst of a divorce and Lexus played by Alejandro Romero, a transvestite pining for love and obsessed with having the sex change surgery which he imagines would make him loveable. Both of these characters intersected with Charlie. Lexus was the first one Charlie offered the money to and Sally was the waitress in the dinner he hung out in who was profoundly affected by his obvious sadness and lonely herself, reached out to him only to be repeatedly rebuffed.

These stories played out on the screen very fast paced, surrealistic, and dark in mood and palette. Some scenes seemed to flicker in the way of a dream. There were touches of what might be magic realisim but one of those might be more real than magical:

The powder blue snowfall on Christmas eve representing the miracle of hope returning to their hearts and the love blooming there opening it up to the possibilities of life. Some considered this silly and unbelievable. Snow in LA? And what's with the blue? Who's ever seen blue snow? But I wonder how far fetched it really is in a place known for its heavily chemical laden smog and the dumping of the toilets by landing jets that creates blue ice chunks that have done damage to people and property on the ground. I was made aware of this recently by a Six Feet Under episode in which the opening sceen death was caused by such a blue ice chunk. So blue snow does not seem that far fetched to me.

Powder Blue has been compared to Crash and The Air I Breathe for this interwoven stories form but mostly found unsatisfactorly executed, confusing, trite, contrived, gimmicky and just a wannabe in a genre already so last year.

Maybe I don't know enough yet about the making of a movie to be able to contradict them but I can say that it all worked for me. I did not get confused nor find myself feeling manipulated. Nor did I find it melodramatic. The suggestion that these stories featuring the intersecting lives of strangers who impact each other's future in ways unimaginable to either beforehand are passe because they'd already been done and done better dismays me for I discovered this story form in novels and short story collections over 25 years ago and have sought them out ever since whether film or novel and in fact knowing this about a story will convince me to try it even if nothing else I'm told about it had appealed to me.

I believe that far from being overdone or having had its day, this form is still in its infancy and still struggling to find its foothold in the culture as the novel and film forms had themselves to do in their beginnigs.

I see this story form as literary as opposed to mainstream or genre pop culture forms and believe it is reflecting our society's slow awaking to the fact of our inter-relatedness and utter dependence on each other; and the realization that isolation and lonliness, the bane our bootstrap philosophy has inflicted, are a cancer of the soul and that only in relationship do we feel whole; and the dawning understanding that our every action has an infinite ripple effect across our world spreading faster than a plague and piling up faster than snow in a blizzard.

The hero/quest, and the single protagonis/point of view stories have dominated our culture for over a century and many believe they are the only legitimate fiction format now and therefore are disturbed by the still developing forms like this.

I would like to go point by point to contend all of the negative criticisms I found to be more indicative of the critics own lack of insight than of any faults in Powder Blue (not that I'm claiming it has no faults) but time constraints and difficulty in making my case without giving spoilers prohibits it.




Some of what I looked at while preparing this:

Blog Critics This was the only review that came close to seeing much of what I saw and not only approved but predicts that someday it will be recognized the the work of art it is.

IMDb

Rotten Tomatoes

Wikkipedia

Huffington Post

Meta Critic

Film Critic

Variety

Movie Review Intelligence

Fandango

Big Hollywood

DVD Talk

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Wednesday, July 06, 2011

Library Loot: July 6 – 12

Library Loot is a weekly event co-hosted by Claire from The Captive Reader and Marg from The Adventures of an Intrepid Reader that encourages bloggers to share the books they’ve checked out from the library. If you’d like to participate, just write up your post-feel free to steal the button-and link it using the Mr. Linky any time during the week. And of course check out what other participants are getting from their libraries!

Marg has Mr Linky this week





Most of these are from this past week but a few are from the week before. They barely scratch the surface on what I have checked out (40) and what I have arriving (at least 15) in the next week on mine and my husband's cards. Everything has to go back at the end of next week even if there are still renewals allowed as I'm leaving for my Mom's in Longview WA on the 17th not to return until August 7th. I could hang onto the books with two renewals left and unlikely to be requested but I probably won't. I would have to remember to renew while up there with everything going on. And if something didn't renew I'd have to call Ed and have him hunt for it and return it. Besides I'd just as soon have a fresh start with an empty card.

I do hope to watch all the DVD before I leave though (I've listed less than half of what I have at home and more are on the way) but I've probably overestimated the available time what with everything I have to get done in the next 10 days. Especially if I continue spending 4+ hours on my posts each day!

I've been checking out a lot of books in the last month with full awareness of this. Many of them are intended for reading at this time. From a few I need some info. For a few I hope to finally write the book review I never finished at the time I read the book. For many though I just had to send for them and browse the pages after reading something about them online.

The first two take center stage in my heart this week:


If You Want to Write by Brenda Ueland.
Graywolf pbk. ed.
Pub/Date St. Paul Graywolf Press, c1987.
xii, 179 p. 21 cm.

I use to own a copy and read some of the passages so many times I had nearly memorized them. When this popped up in catalog search for something else I decided it was time to reread it. It has been at least 11 years.

Summary: In her 93 remarkable years, veteran freelance writer, memoirist, and writing teacher Brenda Ueland published some six million words. She once said there were two simple rules that she followed absolutely: to tell the truth, and not do anything she didn't want to do. Such integrity both distinguishes and defines If You Want to Write, her bestselling classic that first appeared in the late 1930s and has inspired thousands to find their own creative center. As Carl Sandburg once remarked, Ueland's primer is "the best book ever written on how to write."



The Weird Sisters by Eleanor Brown.
Large print ed.
Publisher/Date: Waterville, Me. Thorndike/Windsor/Paragon, 2011.
Description: 527 p. 22 cm.
Summary: Unwillingly brought together to care for their ailing mother, three sisters who were named after famous Shakespearean characters discover that everything they have been avoiding may prove more worthwhile than expected.
I learned of this in a copy of Book Note I picked up in the library a few weeks ago and immediately got in queue and I mean before I left the library. The regular print copy already had over fifty in queue but the large print only 2.

What the summary I copy/pasted from the catalog doesn't say is that this family is a bookish family. The father is a prof of literature and of Shakespeare in particular and does most of his communicating in Shakespeare quotes and occasionally the ladies of the family do as well.

I hope I get to this before I leave town. I may even put the reading of the sequel to Chocolat on hold until I get back. I'm currently reading Chocolate and had hoped to be finished in time to read both its sequel, The Girl With No Shadow and The Weird Sisters before leaving.

The Gormenghast Novels by Mervyn Laurence Peake 1911-1968
introductory essays by Anthony Burgess and Quentin Crisp
Woodstock, N.Y. Overlook Press, c1995.:
1172 p. -- illustrated -- 21 cm.

There have been two attempts to translate this series to the screen. One in the 70s did a series of 8 episodes that included all three novels. One in the late 90s for PBS was a 4 hour miniseries that did not include the third. That is the one I have high on my Netflix cue. It mystifies me why the library does not have it. For a long time they were sans one of the novels entirely--either the first or the last--as well.

The recent acquisition of this book is a good sign that they are going to give this series the respect it has earned.

I first read the trilogy in the early 80s when I was in my early 20s and remember loving it. But I've gone through such significant changes since then that a new reading would likely garner me many new insights.

I discovered this in the catalog while it was still in technical services and got in queue so I'm the first or second to have a crack at it. I sent for it primarily for the essays by Burgess and Crisp and the Critical notes in the last section as the print is so small I think I'd rather have it read to me and am in luck that our system has all three audio books.



Titus Groan by Mervyn Peake.
Pub/Date: Ashland, OR Blackstone Audiobooks, p2000.
15 compact discs
Read by Robert Whitfield.
Unabridged.

The covers on these CD audios are the same as the covers on the paperback editions I read over 30 years ago.

Note the publisher Blackstone of Ashland OR. That's just ten minutes drive south of where I sit.

I've got the first at home now and the other two have been shipped. I doubt I'll get to all of them before I leave.. If not I may actually risk taking one or both of the two on their way with me on the trip hoping that no holds get put on so that they will renew for me three weeks from the day I check them out.


The Triplets of Belleville DVD

An animated for adults tho rated PG13 and would likely be enjoyed by children much younger even if more than half of it goes over their heads.

I'll just add this: It has the ambiance of a Dickens novel. If you want more you can read the review I posted last night after watching it yesterday.

It was my first ever movie review so I would appreciate some feedback. If you have never seen it, would you be more or less likely to watch it after reading it? If you have seen it, did I do it justice? Did I cover enough bases, give enough info or too few, too little?




Aquamarine DVD
Publisher/Date Beverly Hills, CA 20th Century Fox Home Entertainment, c2006.
1 videodisc 103 min.
Based on the novel by Alice Hoffman.
Summary: Two twelve year old girls are in love with a dilapidated beach club near their home. After a huge storm they check to see how the club held up and discover Aquamarine, a mermaid, in the pool of the club. Aquamarine falls in love with the cute, young boy who runs the food bar and begs the girls to help her set up a date with him. Aquamarine offers to grant them a wish in exchange for help in finding the man of her dreams.



I discovered that while searching for Hoffman's novel Here on Earth to read before I watch the DVD which I have high in my Netflix queue. I'm assuming the movie was based on this book anyway. I'd hoped to get to both before I left but it is looking unlikely. I had thought the novel was a reread but everything but the cover seems quite unfamiliar. I think I had it checked out when it was newly published while I was still living in Longview in the late 90s. I've also had it checked out from this system but never got around to reading it. I have it at home again. So reloot.




The Woman Who Lives in the Earth : a novel / Swain Wolfe.
Pub/Date New York HarperCollins, 1996.
170 p. 20 cm.


This is a reloot also. I sent for it to have as reference as I prepare the review I started at that time. It is an enchanting fable I think intended for adults though young adults would get much out of it as well.

From Jesus to Christianity: How Four Generations of Visionaries & Storytellers Created the New Testament and Christian Faith by L. Michael White

I have sent for this book again but it hasn't arrived yet. I'm substituting this image for one of the DVD as I'm too lazy to go after it. :) The book will be a reloot once it arrives. The DVD is currently at home.

The DVD is of the Frontline documentary based on White's book. It originally aired as a mini-series and is 4 hours long


More reloots:

Teaching Yourself Visually Crocheting

I've had this at home so much in the last four months it is starting to feel at home here. I sent for it for some quick referencing before my trip.

Odd gods : new religions & the cult controversy edited by James R. Lewis






The family : the secret fundamentalism at the heart of American power / Jeff Sharlet.

Still havn't finished this after having checked out a number of times from both this library system and from the Longview library during both my last two visits there. Had passed the halfway point the last time I had it out. The print is small so my eyes refuse to read for long sessions.









Anatomy of the spirit: the seven stages of power and healing by Caroline Myss.
1st pbk ed.
Publisher/Date: New York Three Rivers Press, 1996.
xiv, 302 p.

Summary: Anatomy of the Spiritis the boldest presentation to date of energy medicine by one of its premier practitioners, internationally acclaimed medical intuitive Caroline Myss, one of the "hottest new voices in the alternative health/spirituality scene" (Publishers Weekly). Based on fifteen years of research into energy medicine, Dr. Myss's work shows how every illness corresponds to a pattern of emotional and psychological stresses, beliefs, and attitudes that have influenced corresponding areas of the human body. Anatomy of the Spiritalso presents Dr. Myss's breakthrough model of the body's seven centers of spiritual and physical power, in which she synthesizes the ancient wisdom of three spiritual traditions-the Hindu chakras, the Christian sacraments, and the Kabbalah's Tree of Life-to demonstrate the seven stages through which everyone must pass in the search for higher consciousness and spiritual maturity. With this model, Dr. Myss shows how you can develop your own latent powers of intuition as you simultaneously cultivate your personal power and spiritual growth. By teaching you to see your body and spirit in a new way,Anatomy of the Spiritprovides you with the tools for spiritual maturity and physical wholeness that will change your life.





Have had these two our more than once this year and not gotten to them. Maybe this time.



Yet more DVD:



Goya's Ghosts

Summary: Told through the eyes of celebrated Spanish painter Francisco Goya. Set against political turmoil at the end of the Spanish Inquisition and start of the invasion of Spain by Napoleon's army. Captures the essence and beauty of Goya's work which is best known for both the colorful depictions of the royal court and its people, and his grim depictions of the brutality of war and life in 18th century Spain. When Goya's beautiful muse is accused of being a heretic, the renowned painter must convince his old friend Lorenzo, a power-hungry monk and leader of the Spanish Inquisition, to spare her life.




Boston Legal season 3 all 7 discs!

I can't get enough of this show. I only watched parts of seasons 1 and 2 at the time the aired and was loving it but then I missed a few and what with also having missed so many of the two seasons I decided to wait for the DVD or the availability of streaming online. I had them in my Netflix queue but then our library acquired them. So I started from the beginning a couple months ago. I'll probably have to wait until I get back in August to send for the rest of the series.

I've been a fan of William Shatner since I was 11 when I discovered classic Star Trek. Throughout my early teens I had a massive crush on Captain James T. Kirk. :)

Boston Legal introduced me to James Spader and I've begun to send for the movies he's been in. Because of that I finally watched Pretty in Pink recently. I currently have The Pentagon Papers in my Netflix queue but probably won't send for it before my trip north.


Kate & Leopold

I've been on a Meg Ryan binge this spring and winter.
Summary: Kate and her actor brother live in 21st century New York. Her ex-boyfriend, Stuart, has found a spot near the Brooklyn Bridge where there is a gap in time-- one can return to the 19th century. Stuart goes back to the 1870s and takes pictures, then is followed back to New York by Leopold. Leopold gets help with fitting into the 21st century from Kate's brother Charlie, and meets Kate herself. Kate is climbing the corporate ladder in advertising, but her growing feelings for Leopold cause her to reevaluate her priorities in life.

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Tuesday, July 05, 2011

The Triplets of Belleville


And don't miss this music video inspired by the theme song Rendezvous

This is my first attempt at a review of a film so bear with me.

In this mostly traditional animation (light on computer generated graphics) by Sylvain Chomeet not only the music is jazzy but the visual and emotional aspects as well. The dialog is sparse with the story being carried by the music and images and action sometimes verging on mime. So this Sony Classics French film can be completely comprehended without subtitles for those of us who are not French endowed.

It is an hallucination with the ambiance of a Dickens novel featuring grotesquely elongated or bulbous figures fumbling and bumbling their way a la Keystone Cops in a sepia and grey watercolor setting. It is humorous and horrifying by turns. The humor often dark and dismaying even as it solicits giggles, grins and guffaws.

Belleville is a jazzy and surrealistic collage of post WWII Paris, Montreal and New York. The Triplets are somewhat addled elderly 1930s era cabaret singers who now perform musical improve with found instruments such as a newspaper, a fridge, and a canister vacuum cleaner. Their diet consists of frogs harvested from a swamp with dynamite. But these quirky sisters are just supporting cast who collude with the grandmother of a Tour de France cyclist who was kidnapped by mobsters during the race.

It took me quite some time to realize that it was stumpy little club-footed, spectacled, granny who was the protagonist and not Champion, the grandson whom she took in when he was orphaned as a small tot. He was persistently morose and she indefatigable in her attempts to lure him back to a joie de vive. The gift of a puppy brought her momentary satisfaction when it garnered a brief smile that reached his eyes but it wasn't long before he returned to his brooding though now with his furry companion and co-brooder, Bruno, at his side. In fact, even Bruno has more depth and personality than the grandson which is endearingly displayed as he plays sidekick to Grandma on the search for Champion.

What finally reached Champion was cycling. She discovered his interest after finding a scrapbook full of clippings of bicycles and cyclists and races under his mattress. So she got him a tricycle and once he graduated to a bicycle she became his coach, relentless in her efforts to prepare him for professional racing.

After discovering his abandoned bike on the Tour's roadside she solicited the help of Bruno who tracked him to the dock from which a huge steamer was pulling away. Grandma and Bruno follow in a pedal boat all the way to the fantastical city of Belleville somewhere in North America. It was about the time she arrived in Belleville that I finally realized that she was the protagonists in this story.

As she settles in with Bruno by her campfire that first night ashore she begins tapping out a tune on the spokes of a bicycle wheel and this lures the triplets to her side. After a song and dance routine the three weird sisters take in the stodgy grandma.

And that's as far as I can go in relating the plot without giving unforgivable spoilers for anyone who's not seen this phantasmagorical cartoon for grown-ups. That was probably less than the first third of the 80 some minutes of this eye-popping carnival ride of a film. The rest is all about the developing relationship between grandma and the triplets and the search for Champion.

There is a lot of silly slapstick stuff going on at the margins of the scenes or off stage as far as Grandma's story is concerned. Visual puns abound as does social commentary--most prominently the gluttonous consumerism of the North Americans. There is so much visual information in every scene that it was impossible to take it all in with a single viewing so I'm hoping to have a chance to watch it again before I send it back to the library. (Though the fact that I have several movies and documentaries and a full season of Boston Legal out of the library make that a challenge.)

The rich and the powerful and the stylish are always portrayed as having rusty consciences and thus undeserving of respect though they obviously believe that respect is one of their inalienable rights. In contrast the rustic, the dorky, the eccentric, the downtrodden have the moral integrity, the gumption, the perseverance, the wit and wisdom. And with any concern about respect completely off their radar, replaced by compassion they have nurtured within themselves a sense of connection with others and life itself that is the source of the content.

Let me close by saying that I did not even consider picking up my crochet while watching this as it was impossible to tear my eyes from the screen even for the split seconds I need to position the hook for the next stitch.


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Monday, June 20, 2011

Sleepless in Song's Thrall


A piece of this aria from Puccini's Turandot popped up on an episode of Six Feet Under I watched on DVD today. I'd heard it before in whole or in part in many TV and film scenes and have always been moved by it. Usually to tears or nearly so.

It was hours ago today that I encountered it and even after watching several more episodes plus two movies I couldn't keep it from invading my mind as unfinished tunes often will. So I headed over to YouTube to look for an uninterrupted version. And then ended up listening to several and this one several times.

I don't remember ever consciously knowing which composer or opera it was from before today. I've never watched or listened to an opera all the way through before and I'm feeling culturally stunted by that fact. I've been thinking so off and on for several years and I think it is time I did something about it. So I checked Netflix and found several different performances available on DVD. I'm still dithering over which one to send for. It is disheartening to see that the average member ratings never rise above three stars though. Is that a reflection on Puccini's art, the performances, or the culturally challenged state of Netflix members?

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Wednesday, June 08, 2011

Pan's Labyrinth



I watched Pan't Labyrinth this evening and am still reeling. The soundtrack is haunting as is the story. I love the lullaby:



Make no mistake, though a child is the protagonist this is not a children's movie. It is rated R for a reason.

The theme is dark but in the end not rooted in despair but quite its opposite. I can't say much more without giving mega spoilers.

I may have to watch it again before I send it back to Netflix. It's spoken language is Spanish and I had to keep my eye on the English subtitles and quite frequently pause in order to finish reading or backtrack to see something in the scene I missed.

I wish my two years of high school Spanish had weathered better so I could enjoy this story as it's creator intended.

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Tuesday, May 31, 2011

I Think It's a Triple Feature

Cyoot Kitteh of teh Day: Kan We Start teh Moovie Nao?

I have several have over five hours of DVD going overdue at the library as of midnight, three DVD from Netflix that have been at home for over a week and three movies in my Netflix instant watch queue that are due to stop streaming by midnight tomorrow. One of those stops at midnight tonight which for me is two and a half hours.

The last two weeks have been much like this with library DVD or Netflix streaming deadlines to chase around and around the clock. But that will ease up after Thursday as I've eased up on what I've been ordering from the library and this latest slew of deadlined streamers on Netflix is atypical. Usually there are three to five every couple of weeks but there have been at least twenty on my queue that showed up with the warning in the last two weeks. I had to get picky as there was no way I could get them all in with the limited streaming time I have plus all the TV series seasons I had out of the library at the same time. I had to let many slide.

If that sounds like I've spent most of the last two weeks zoned in front of a screen well don't forget that for over half the time I'm watching something I'm also crocheting. So soon I'll have a lot to show for all those hours. As soon as I get some pictures taken I'll post them.

The three I hope to stream tonight are: August, Autumn in New York, and The Butterfly Tattoo.

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Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Movie Night

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I decided to cut myself a little slack after all the work I did cleaning and organizing since Saturday. So I designated tonight as Movie Night. Most of the day too. I'm counting as movies the several TV series seasons I had out of the library this week. House MD 6. Six Feet Under 2. Boston Legal 2. And Lovejoy 2. I finished Lovejoy on Saturday actually. And just finished House and have now started on Six Feet Under. Lovejoy had been due last Thursday and the other three were due this past Tuesday. I lucked out when Boston Legal renewed. But the other two must now be in the drop box before the library opens tomorrow at eleven to avoid a fine.

I'm adjusting to the idea that I'm not going to make it with Six Feet Under. Only if I put the disks in my netbook and used the video ap that allows me to speed up videos by percents would I have any hope of watching twelve more hours in the next 12 and 1/2 hours. Even then I'd have to speed it up until they all sound like Daffy Duck and the chipmunks. Not a very appealing concept. So I guess I'll be hanging on to it over the weekend and eating the fine.

Meanwhile I've also watched several excellent movies this week and some a bit less than excellent but still worthy: Yentil, Sleepless in Seatle, La Strada (now I must explore more Fellini), Cowboy Up, $9.99 (yes, a film title--a stop action animation for adults).

Boy when I see it all listed like that....

And that's not all of it. I streamed some TV episodes online. So many and of such variety I can't list them all. The one that stands out is the final two epiosdes of Ugly Betty which I'd been depriving myself of for two months because I was sad to be finished with the story and a bit afraid they were going to botch up the story with a shoddy ending. I should have know better and trusted the writers who hadn't let me down yet.

Here's where I would usually lessen the shock of the amount of time I spent watching the screen by saying I was plying the crochet hook or the needle the whole time. But I can't say that this time because I've done very little crochet or needlework since last Friday because of the time, effort, and energy I put into the room clean and the related disarray of my craft materials and work space. Mostly it was the exhaustion after hours of lifting and sorting and rearranging etc. I was too tired to care and just want to sit and stare at the screen.

If it hadn't been for the flood of DVDs off my request queue that came in over the last two weeks, I might have chose different ways to relax. I keep getting surprised by these floods and I keep saying how I won't let that happen again and then I do. I try to manage my library request queue so that only one and no more than two TV series season boxes come home in a single week. At least not the same day. But last week Ed misheard me when I told him what all was waiting and listed what I wanted that day, Tuesday, and which could wait. He heard the first list but not the second and he grabbed everything on the hold shelf with my name slip in it. Three TV seasons and an audio book among them.

As of last Thursday there were two more waiting and I'm afraid to check now to see if any more came in since then. But I need to go check on my items out list to verify my memory of what items were due this week and have to go back in the morning as I have to prepare them now before Ed is ready to sleep. Which could be any minute so I guess I better get on with it.

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Tuesday, May 17, 2011

Mama Mia!



I have spent several hours with the Mama Mia! DVD in the last 24 hours. I watched it through twice and then in the bonus features I watched (and sang along with) the songs. Some of the several times.

No, I do not have a singing voice I would wish to share with anyone but my cat.

But I was totally caught up in this movie and its music. Two big draws for me were Meryl Streep (I would watch her in ANYTHING!) and the ABBA music around which this musical (a play then a movie) was centered.

The fact that I took time out to watch it twice and hang out with the music for hours is a significant tribute to this movie considering how I currently have over 60 hours of DVD at home between the library and NetFlix. 4 full TV series seasons account for 50 some hours. Then there are two movies that are over two hours, a short animated film and a documentary. Also an audio book. Stuff I was in queue for at the library for weeks and weeks just flooded in this week and last.

Still I'm tempted to hit play on Mama Mia! again.



The basic plot of the story is that a young bride to be finds her mother's diary from the year she was born and discovers three possibilities for the identity of her father. She sends invites to the wedding in her mother's name to all three. The wedding is to be held on an isolated island off the coast of Greece where Sophie has been raised by single mother Donna (Meryl Streep) who runs an inn there. There where she had been romanced by three men one summer 21 years ago.



So 70s!.

The 1970s was the decade I was in highschool (76 grad) engaged (77) and married (78).

ABBA was ubiquitous on the radio at the time. I never bought an album but I always turned up the stereo when the DJ put one on.

And here is ABBA themselves performing what became the title song of the play/movie:




Oh yeah. That was the 70s

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Saturday, May 14, 2011

Shine





I watched the movie Shine this evening and was enthralled. I wish I had time to watch it again and again before sending it back to the library. But I have too many DVD that have to go back in the next two days and more waiting for my on the hold shelf. I got in queue for a bunch of movies and TV series during April when I encountered mention of them in my reading on script writing during ScriptFrenzy. Many have come and gone since then but many have flooded in in the last two weeks.

Below is the scene from the movie of the teenaged Helfgott performing Rachmaninoff Piano Concerto #3.






In the soundtrack of the movie all of the character David's piano playing is played by Helfgott himself so I've included a vid of him playing.







I wasn't even aware until the end credits that this was based on a true story of a child prodigy piano player whose rise to stardom was interrupted by mental illness.

One thing that gave me shivers was when the adult David spoke of how his doctor had forbid him to play the piano, calling it too dangerous for him. The thought of having story forbidden to me--the reading, watching, writing or telling--gives my goosebumps goosebumps.

It seems to me there is something wrong with the idea of a mental health professional blaming the creative expression of a patient for the illness and cutting them off from the very thing that gives meaning and passion to their life.

What? Do they want a robot? A Zombie? Grey blobs in uniforms? Is that elusive thing they call 'normal' so important to them they have to eliminate everything that doesn't fit their concept of 'normal'. Why couldn't the doctor have had the imagination to see the music as a source of healing and encourage David to explore healthy ways to channel his creative instincts.

To my mind it wasn't the music itself but the pathological need to 'win' to be 'perfect' both probably manifestations of his illness. If David could have learned to decouple music from those obsessions, he might not have had to fear the music itself for nearly twenty years and it might have serves as his salvation instead of standing as his demon.

But what do I know?

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Sunday, April 24, 2011

Sunday Serenity #226


I spent the afternoon watching season one of Mad Men the Emmy award winning drama (soap?) on AMC. This was my first exposure to it. It came up in my 'you might like' lists on Netflix but I found it at the library.

After the first couple episodes I was unsure as to whether I'd would ever send for season 2. It seemed little more than a night time soap set in the sixties pre-political correctness and thus giving a pretext for a lot of offensive behavior and views. I thought to myself, this is just Desperate Housewives for chauvinist men or shall I say, Desperate Execs.

Something about it reminded me of the Sopranos too. The viciousness, the power gluttony, the deals behind closed doors, the deceit and the greed, the cynicism, the sadness masked by a manic grasping after irrelevancies. Only difference being the use of words rather than guns and fists as the weapon of choice. And I took to the Sopranos after I got past an initial revulsion and grasped the writer's intent.

So when, while researching for this post, I discovered The Mad Men was created by the creators of The Sopranos, I can't say I was surprised. It felt more like learning something I already knew but didn't know I knew.

But by the end of episode six I was beginning to get it. I'm becoming more convinced that it is more than a soap and more than pretext for crudity. There is an important message in it which is ironic since it features the message makers aka the Madison Avenue Ad Men aka the Mad Men.

I believe now that this is an attempt to put a mirror before us as a society. Just as The Sopranos was.



Before I became convinced the story was worth my time and attention, I was already attached to the music and hankering after the soundtrack. It features a lot of original Jazz pieces along side Jazz and pop music from the 1940s.

Another aspect drawing me in was its look. It reminds me of noir. Of, say an old Humphrey Bogart.


I can't get enough of the music. Especially David Carbonara's original pieces.




I adore Carbonara's version of Babylon. I've heard a lot of them over the years. Sung one a number of times at church youth events. But this is my all time favorite version. I've played about fifteen times while preparing this post.

I went looking for it on YouTube specifically as I had just finished watching episode six of season one in which this was featured in the last two minutes in a stage performance that Carbonara himself participated in. The versions on YouTube in which those final scenes--like a music video--featured were all embed disabled. I had almost given up looking when I found this one which is music only with no images.



And last, a recap of the first two seasons. Since I just reached season 1 episode 6 I saw some spoilers in this. But they serve to reinforce my growing inclination to stick with the story.


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Saturday, April 23, 2011

Angels in America


I watched the entire six hours of the HBO mini series of Angels in America adapted from his original stage play by Tony Kushner.

I am in awe. Of the acting, the directing, the cinematography, the music, but most especially of the writing. I want to see it again. And again. I may have to own it one day. I also want to read it--read it? no, I'd like to memorize whole pages of it--the play and the screenplay. and I just discovered our library system has it. Over 300 pages? Of course it is the stage play which I learned was 7 hours long and not the screenplay which I also want to read.

Well I just had to massively edit that last paragraph after my words got hopelessly tangled, my syntax switched tenses three times inside of twenty words and punctuation went AWOL. I think I waited too long to get something to eat.


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Thursday, April 21, 2011

Soliciting Sour Dreams


I devoted many hours today to watching The Mist and all of the special features on both discs. Except for rewatching the movie with the commentary from writer/director Frank Darabont. I was very tempted to do even that but if I wanted another Netflix DVD before Monday I had to get it to the post office before 5.

I also watched a DVD of Dreams on Spec, a documentary with a mix of observations from known screenwriters and the following and interviewing of several new hopefuls.

All in all today was an intense education on scriptwriting and film making.

But it also filled my mind with some horrific images and disturbing behaviors of humans to extreme stress. I was thinking most of the afternoon that I would post something like a review of the movie and the extras on the discs but I waited too late. I'm going to be asleep soon and I made a point of watching a much less intense story earlier this evening--an Inspector Lewis episode--in hopes of banishing the worst of the images and events of The Mist before sleeping.

Even though I made a point of not watching that trailer before posting it, I may have already undid the benefits of watching Inspector Lewis just by taking my mind back to the story of The Mist to talk about here however obliquely.

It was a very scary movie. And it wasn't the monsters that scared me the worst. It was Mrs Carmody. I would rather have the toothy spiders and stinging scorpions in my dreams than Mrs. Carmody.


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Wednesday, April 20, 2011

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I'm on a bit of a horror movie binge this week. On Netflix DVD I watched the remake of John Carpenter's The Fog. I've never seen the original so I don't know how to compare. The FX are more extreme of course with over 20 years between them. In the extra features they showed clips from the original and compared them side by side with the remake. I'd like to see the original though. Special effects are not enough to salvage a bad script or mediocre acting. I don't know who starred in the original but the stars in this one did not impress me all that much. But I'm not really sure how to tell whether it is the actor's, director's or writer's fault when I'm finding myself noticing the acting, FX, or plot hiccups instead of remaining caught up by the story. Something was just a bit off though.

It probably stood little chance of wowing me so soon after watching The Orphanage though. That one, which I streamed off netflix, I even had to read captions as it was Spanish and I still wasn't shook loose from my engagement with the story. I would like to see more of Juan Antonio Bayona's directorial efforts. The actress Belen Rueda also. But I believe the script itself must have been excellent to begin with. The story worked as well as Turn of the Screw. Same flavor too.

I'm about to watch The Mist based on the Stephen King story. And waiting at the library for me is a movie called The Gift.

Recently I had the Netflix DVD of Stephen King's Misery starring Kathy Bates and The Others starring Nicole Kidman. Those were both very well made stories. The Others especially, was on a par with The Turning of the Screw as well.

In the last month I streamed Dragonfly, Lake Mungo and The Haunting in Connecticut. Of the three, Dragonfly was the best--well made, well acted, well written.

I like a well told ghost story. I prefer the subtle to the overt, the spooky to the horrific. I don't care for the stories that depend on a lot of in your face stuff to scare you. In fact, though I may be startled by certain sudden motion or sound I am seldom truly frightened by it. And once I notice those manipulations I fail to be manipulated and am no longer in the story but outside it as an observer/critic and am no longer captured by it.

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