19 July 2011
Blindness (2008)
26 March 2011
Revolver (2005)
I originally came across this movie, via Netflix, probably around 2007 and I've loved it ever since. I watched it maybe 3 or 4 times. Since discovering it's return to Instant this week I've watched it another 3 times.
As far as Guy Ritchie movies go, this one gets pretty universally panned. On Metacritic it scores only .3 higher than that shitstorm he did with his then-wife, Madonna. I personally think he's one of the best gangster-shoot-em-up directors out there. I loved Snatch and I hold Lock Stock and 2 Smoking Barrels in very high regard. But I don't think either can hold a candle to Revolver. It has everything that makes those movies great: A flawed protagonist, warring factions with varying characters all with their endearing qualities, and almost vaudvillian stumbling blocks placed in each other's way akin to 1963's It's A Mad Mad Mad Mad World; but what makes this film greater, and what unfortunately leads to the distaste left in the mouths of most of it's viewers, is that it's very deep.
And I know Deep is a vacuous word that's lost all meaning but let me differentiate. His movies have always been smart. Very clever. Revolver, however, for the first 70% of the film plays out most superficially. It's not until midway into the 3rd act that you start to realize that something else is at play here. Atop that there are also moments of misdirection. For a while you think he's playing one of the more common plot twists which has become popularized by movies like Fight Club and The Sixth Sense (which he may be...). And even after the movie is finished you're not left with a solid answer wrapped in a bow which we've become accustomed to. Thusly we have our low ratings and bad reviews.
Ray Liotta shines brilliantly in this flick and more than makes up for Andre 3000's less than great, but well within his range, performance. Good thing they never had to face off on screen. I'm not a big Jason Statham fan but he also does a stand up job. You end up loving a number of the dozens of characters that you'll be introduced to through the course of the 2 hours. Even if you just want to skim along the top of this hearty study you'll still get a great deal of enjoyment from this movie.
21 March 2011
Black Orpheus
By 2016 I will be somewhere in Brasil lying about my age.
In preparation for this I've resolved to learn Portuguese. I got the alphabet under my belt tonight so I figured that qualified me to stream a bunch of Brazilian and Portuguese language movies on Netflix which I'll probably be doing for some time to come.
I started with the 2008 documentary 'Only When I Dance'.
It was enjoyable. I'm not too terribly interested in classical and ballet dance and I was a bit mad at myself upon starting it up and finding that it was a documentary (I have a tendency to not read things before I commit to them) when I wasn't really in a documentary mood, but it proved to be relatively painless.
I just wished it had focused less on Irlan who, with his unquestionable talent, is certain to go far and have a happy ending, but instead use the opportunity to shed a bit more light on nearly impossible standards that a dancer has to live up to which, in Isabela's case, proved to be the unraveling of her dream.
I do know, of course, that would have made the film a completely different beast and not as heartwarming. But I felt bad for feeling so heart-warmed by the successes of Irlan when only moments ago I saw Isabela's family devastated, both financially and emotionally. It didn't make it any better when after Google searching to check up on the young protagonists, on all the red carpets at all the events, Irlan was in every photo but poor Isabela was nowhere to be found.
That being a major gripe, like I said, I did enjoy the movie. Really beautiful moments accomponied by a really great soundtrack. Very Brazilian down to it's core. The filmmakers did a very good job of that. It's very visceral and at only about 80 minutes this film is a good one for when you want to be transported elsewhere.
6.5/10
06 March 2011
My turn to talk about The King Of Limbs
18 February 2011
PJ Harvey - 'Let England Shake'
I hear so much Kate Bush in this album. I hear quite a bit of Bowie. Even perhaps a bit of Cyndi Lauper? But the one I was initially searching for, Ms. Polly Jean Harvey, I couldn't find. Not the PJ Harvey that I've grown to know and love. But she's in there. Poured over this record, heart and soul, and saturated down to the marrow.
This is the follow-up to 'Stories From the City, Stories From the Sea' that I've been waiting for. 'Uh Huh Her' didn't really do much for me and 'White Chalk', even less. I was a bit fearful that the avant-garde PJ that I'd loved had moved on to a more safe and sedated place. This album, however, I've not been able to stay away from. I'm very cautious of trying to not burn myself out on music that I enjoy so I'll stop listening to it even when I feel I'm not finished with it, that way letting it be a pleasant surprise when it comes up on my shuffle. Every other day though I find myself queuing up this album in its entirety.
10 February 2011
RPA & The United Nations of Sound
| RPA & The United Nations Of Sound |
The album is shit.
And I don't mean to say that with any malicious intent. I've tried to force Richard Ashcroft's solo work onto everyone I know who's got a heavy head. Most know him as the lead singer of the now thrice disbanded The Verve, but it's songs like 'I Get My Beat' 'XXYY' and 'Science of Silence' that he'd released as a soloist that placed him high among the numbers of my favorite artists.
There is very little of that man found in this latest project. Richard's song writing and backing vocals seem completely phoned in. The lyrics are rehashes of previous songs on prior albums. Songs that were done better the first time. And what the hell is with that awkward falsetto on 'Life Can Be So Beautiful'? Why did no one tell him it was a bad idea? Even still that turns out to be one of the catchier songs. Granting these set backs Richard's voice is just as good as it's always been. I don't fault him entirely for the shortcomings of this outing. Primarily I will blame that on the production done, surprisingly, by Chicago native and notable Hip Hop producer No I.D.. I remember No I.D. from back in the mid nineties when he was working with soon-to-be superstar COMMON and mentoring a young Kanye West. I haven't really followed his career much after that, because I was never really blown away by him but it seems he's kept busy. He's responsible for Jay Z's 'Death Of Auto-Tune'. So when I read that he'd worked on this album fond memories flooded back to mind. Those were soon followed by massive apprehensions about how this collaboration would turn out. All of those fears were confirmed once I got my hands on the album.
Every thing's played in really tight 4/4 arrangements. Metronomic high hats. Smooth ass bass lines. With a couple exceptions, tracks that would seem more fitting for rap verses or spoken word. I personally prefer the twangy slide guitar of his first album 'Alone With Everybody'. I used to say the Brits make Country music far better than us Yanks.
Not to say that this is all bad, but it's a departure and that's fine. My point is that it should be an off-shot side project as opposed to being included in the formal canon of Richard Ashcroft albums. He's made some truly exceptional music and at moments that potential peaks it's head out on The United Nations of Sound but either it's short lived (i.e. the ending of She Brings me the music when the song just starts to be worth the 3 minute investment right before it abruptly ends) or it's stifled by the ill fitting instrumentation.
Standout songs on The United Nations of Sound are:
Good Lovin'
She Brings Me The Music
Glory
Life Can Be So Beautiful
I'll let you look those up on your own time. As for now I'll leave you with a few of the Richard Ashcroft songs that I've loved throughout the past decade.


