Hey Ain’t From Another Planet, He’s My Brother

neighborhood tic tac toeJohn Sayles is a script doctor. So is Carrie Fisher. I’m guessing they bring her in to work on snappy dialog and clear characterization, while he’s more for plot and motivation. But I don’t really know.

When he’s not working on other folks’ movies, John Sayles makes his own. They tend to be interesting.  There’s several that I really like.

He has a strange rhythm sometimes. It seems like there’s too much slowness or shots last too long. But there’s always something going on that calls for it. Usually somebody is saying something that you really need to know. So you just have to have some patience.

If you’ve never seen a John Sayles movie, track down Lone Star. It’s just pretty darned good. You’ll thank me for that recommendation. You’re welcome. But it’s so good, there’s nothing to say about it. Just go in cold, sit back, let it sink in. Absorb it all. It’s awesome.

Something that I can talk about a little longer is The Brother From Another Planet. I saw this in a theater when it first came out. For a movie by a white guy that’s talking about black people, I don’t think that it’s too embarrassing.

Sayles’ trademark movie style is to research a place, then film a story there that is steeped in that place. The movie is really about the place, but he brings characters to life that really live there. They really inhabit the movie. It’s a cool formula that really doesn’t make for formulaic movies.

In this case, the place is Harlem. This mute black guy with funny toes washes up on Ellis Island, and ends up exploring a Harlem neighborhood. Everything is a surprise to him.

And also to us. Sometimes sound effects are made up of music. Sometimes music is made up of found sounds. The camera sometimes seems to linger a long time so we can see everything we need to see, or hear all we need to hear.

There’s a bunch of different characters, and you get to know them all intimately. Maybe Carrie Fisher helped with the script!

And every time you start to think it’s getting preachy, something different happens and surprises you.

There’s even this magic trick where this white guy makes all the white folks disappear.

 

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Anita and Me and Her

filling up the train carsUsually I don’t think of English movies as being “foreign films”. I’m familiar with their language and culture and history, to a point. I listen to their music. Not so keen on their food. Enjoy that King Arthur stuff, Sherlock Holmes, Dr Who, Wallace and Gromit, and all those great British filmmakers like Alfred Hitchcock, Stanley Kubrick, and that Terry Gilliam chap from Monty Python.

So I’m watching this coming of age movie that takes place in England in 1972. (Anita & Me) The girl’s parents and all their friends are from India. And that’s not what makes it a foreign film.

The English accents are so thick that I could only understand about 1/3 of their sentences.

I understood the Beatles just fine. Trainspotting was not an issue for me. Other folks come through loud and clear, but the girl and all the Anglos from Anita & Me turn my ears into potatoes. The folks from India I understand just fine.

So that’s what I like about foreign films. I don’t know what’s going on. So I guess that trying to figure out what’s going on, and imagining what all it might be, is what makes foreign movies fun for me.

It is a nice movie, too. It comes from the novel Anita and ME by Meera Syal. She also wrote the screenplay. She also plays the mom’s loudmouth friend in the movie, which she also produced. I think it’s autobiographical, but don’t hold me to that.

It would’ve helped if I could have understood the main character more. Because I did understand her parents and their friends, I was perhaps too sympathetic to their points of view. The English characters all came off a little like wacky caricatures, but I bet that’s really just how a bunch of ’em are.

There’s no nudity, but a few occurrences of implied onscreen sex, if you know what I mean. I love the grandmother! I wish I understood her!!!

You just have to see this. It’s funny. It’s heartwarming. It’s sad. There’s murder.

It’s the same sky there as here, isn’t it?

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Give Blood

Live Free or DieI’m only a little bit ashamed to say that yesterday I gave blood for the first time ever. Originally I was misinformed about whether I’d be allowed to give. Then I deluded myself for a while. Finally uncertainty and fear stopped me from trying.

Then my wife said we were going to give blood on Thursday. There was nothing stopping me.

They ask you a bunch of questions. Then you sign something. Then they take a drop of blood from you fingertip to see if you’ve got enough iron to safely give blood.

Since they wait this late before trying to disqualify people, I really think that they’re trying to collect as much information on possible donors as well. So they can forecast trends, and better identify premium subjects.

The finger prick is no big deal. I didn’t actually feel mine.

Then they have you lie down and put your feet up. You give them your arm. They’re about to put the needle in… Don’t LOOK, you FOOL!!! And it feels like a pinch.

You squeeze a little stress-ball every so often to keep the flow going, and just ignore whatever is going on. I was making jokes with the guy across from me. And then it was over.

They offered juice and peanut butter crackers. Gave me a list of do-s and don’t-s that I’m supposed to keep with me for two days. I was concerned I might get dizzy or woozy, but it didn’t happen. I didn’t give it much opportunity to happen though. Just took it easy for a couple of hours.

Next morning, there wasn’t even a bruise.

I heard that one of other first-timers squirted blood all over her shirt. But she didn’t freak out, and it didn’t stain the shirt, so no harm done.

In the mail I’m going to receive a letter with my blood type. And they’ll mention my cholesterol score and if they found me carrying any bad diseases.

I’m told that some blood types aren’t needed so much, so they just squeeze out the plasma. They still want you to give that blood though, to keep you in practice, because some day they might need every drop they can get.

Next time the bloodmobile comes ’round, I’ll probably donate again.  Right now though my main job is to encourage everyone else to give some blood. If just 1% more folks donated, there wouldn’t be any shortages in this country. That’s what I heard anyway.

It’s not scary or even uncomfortable. Go for it! You know you want to.

 

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Glass Box People II: Ghost in the T-Shirt

Glass Box People T-ShirtYou’ve read the story, now wear the t-shirt!

And I don’t even feel bad about ripping off XKCD because his stick people don’t have hands or feet. And they also tend to have posture issues.

And this guy in the picture, haven’t I seen him on TV before? Isn’t he some kind of famous character actor? What’s his name any way?

You want to give these t-shirts to all the friends and family and other loved-ones that you called up after reading the story! Trust me, you really do want to do this!!! Get them multiple colors of each one. You’ll feel so much better afterwards. Fulfilled. Happy. Worthy. Just don’t open the box or you’ll learn something about yourself that you don’t really want to know.

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Story of the Glass Box People

Box People

Once there was this world, where everyone lived in a glass box. Each box was just a little bigger than each person.

When two people would meet, they could see each other. But they couldn’t touch. They couldn’t even hear what the other was saying. The boxes blocked all this.

But people could place their hands flat against the glass and pretend to hold hands. They would put their lips on the glass across from someone else putting their lips upon their glass, and they would pretend to kiss.

They would talk to someone in anther box, and that person would nod their head, like they were agreeing. Then they’d take their turn talking.

Some people would yell at other people, and the other people would yell back. But none of them ever really knew what the other person was really saying. Over time, they forgot that they didn’t know. They thought that they really did know what the other people were saying.

One day, there was this boy and this girl. They each thought that they were in love with the other, and that the other also loved them. But the boy realized that there were glass boxes inbetween them.

He took it upon himself to learn how to open the box. And one day, he did. So he went to the girl, and he opened her glass box. And when he looked inside, there was nobody there. Alarmed and confused, he went around to several other people and opened their glass boxes, and always there was no one there.

Finally he decided to open his own box. Just as the door started to open the boy realized, “There’s nobody in my glass box either, and there never was.”

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Oh Say Shall We Dance?

2 little purple flowersSo I finally got around to watching the original Japanese version of Shall We Dance?. The US remake with Richard Gere and Jennifer Lopez is remarkably similar. Even for a remake. Of course, it’s more Hollywood. That is, everything is bigger and better. Somehow even the dance photography (which is just fine in the original) is even better in the US version, even when it almost exactly copies the shot.

But the original Japanese version has more heart. For one thing, it explains where the title comes from. It’s a quote from one of the character’s favorite movies: The King and I, with Yul Brynner. That’s a telling trait.

In the Japanese version our hero is a hard-working corporate accountant who has bought an American dream style house for his family. In the US version he’s a lawyer.

The guy who originated the Stanley Tucci role is awesome! I always wondered why Stanley had such a grimace on his face. This guy knows how to wear it naturally!

According to Wikipedia, some 26 scenes were edited out of the US/European version of the film. It came to 17 minutes. I don’t see where. I wonder what we’re missing. Can anybody out there compare the 2 versions for me? That is, the 2 Japanese versions: one for domestic consumption, the other for international distribution.

So whether or not you’ve seen the US version, you need to see the original. Then, a few months later, while it’s still in your mind but it’s not too fresh, watch the other version so you can compare the two.

I like them both.

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She’s New in Town

snowy bricksZellweger is such a great name!

In New In Town she plays a Floridian corporate exec who’s transferred to frozen Minnesota. Hmmm. Doesn’t sound so good, does it? But think of it as Gung Ho meets A Prairie Home Companion‘s News from Lake Webegon. That’s a good thing!

I liked how the hicks aren’t stupid. So I guess there’s a little Doc Hollywood in there too.

There are some oddities. You get no hint that Zellweger’s character was the offspring of a factory worker until she drops it as a bomb. But they do end up explaining how Harry Connick Jr. got to Minnesota.

Siobhan Fallon is always great. There is a depth to her character. It could have been just a caricature, but she puts a whole person there.  And J.K. Simmons, who was awesome as the CIA chief in Burn After Reading, gained 40 pounds and grew a huge beard so he could truly live his part. His beard should have been listed separately in the credits.  It was so much better than Harry Connick’s.

It was filmed in Canada during really cold weather, and it shows. People’s breath steams nicely.

Best of all, there’s plenty of Mrs. Gunderson’s tapioca pudding for everyone!

Now, this movie is not going to change your life. But it’s a fair diversion for a summer’s night.

Don’t watch it in Winter or you might get too cold.

 

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Burn Simple Blood After Reading

what in red blazesSo I saw the broadcast TV version of Burn After Reading.

(The first Coen brothers film I ever saw was Blood Simple. IMDB says it came out in ’84, but it seems to me I saw it earlier than that. I thought it was great. The fullest movie ever! It was so ‘way beyond noir! And there was so much wretching.)

For TV, they re-dubbed over most of the bleeping expletives. (Uh, we’re back to Burn After Reading now.) It was hilarious. The first dub doesn’t match up at all with what John Malkovich is saying. I think they did that on purpose. After that the loops are much smoother. And sometimes very creative. I recall one point where the descriptive cuss word is replaced by a descriptive non-cuss word that is a reference to a previously mentioned character trait. And then there are points where Brad Pitt is repeating “secret stuff” over and over, and it’s funnier than what the original words were, but it’s funnier because they did replace them. If they’d originally actually used “secret stuff” it wouldn’t have been very funny. As it is it’s meta-funny. Ouch, I just broke my brain.

I’m hoping the actors had a lot of fun making this movie, because I had so much fun watching them. Frances McDormand can do anything! And George Clooney plays a good twitchy person. And all the spooks are so perfect! And Richard Jenkins is just heartwrenching. It’s got to be one of the best casts ever!

There’s misunderstandings and people doing wrong things. There are no good role models here. The same snippets of dialogue keep coming ’round again. It’s very Coen-esque. And as usual, I love everything but the last 2 minutes. But even the last 2 minutes are still good. I just never like them.

So this is another chance to have a double-feature with The President’s Analyst. They’re both comedies about spies and paranoia. Burn After Reading is less broadly farcical, The President’s Analyst less personally so. Watch The President’s Analyst last, so you end on a happy note.

Who do you work for?!

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Sometimes I’m Unintentionally Rational.

Sometimes I'm Unintentionally Rational.But not if I can help it.

Do you ever have this problem?

If so, tell everyone by wearing the t-shirt.

And thanks again for your support!

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Flashlight Fascination

electric torchesI remember once when I was a kid and my parents threw some kind of party. I wasn’t invited. I was supposed to go to sleep early that night and remain in my bedroom all snug in my bed.

After sneaking down the hallway, I perfectly timed my dive into a huge steamer trunk. Nobody saw me. By opening the trunk just a crack, I could spy on everyone. But on the other hand, by opening the trunk, someone might see me! So I kept it closed.

But it was dark in there! So I lit matches every few seconds to keep the monsters away. Eventually I ran out of matches. Before the monsters got too close, I crawled out and off to sleep in my bed. And my social life has been somnolent ever since.

Months later my mom discovered the burned-out matches in the bottom of the trunk. Boy did I get into trouble.

If only I’d used a flashlight!

In my vehicles I like carrying the big ol’ 4 D-cell flashlights from Mag-Lite. They’re big and bright and last a long time. D-cell batteries put up with hot and cold weather better than smaller ones. Some people feel more secure because you can bludgeon attackers with it. I’ve never yet been attacked, and without practice I’m not sure that I’d even remember to search for it. Besides, I’m more comfortable using shotguns on pesky zombies.

My Mag-Lites all use regular flashlight lightbulbs. I’ve heard tell of LEDs for Mag-Lites, but haven’t actually seen any. Oh sure, I bought a no-name aftermarket LED adapter. But the light that came out of it was all bluish and unholy. So I prefer the yellower bulbs. But someday I hope to see a white Mag-Lite LED. That would just rock.

So let me go on my rant against blue headlights while I’m here. If you have those obnoxious blue headlights you are not only stupid but also anti-social and a threat to humanity in numerous ways. Sure, they look brighter. But that’s just because your eye cannot get much definition from blue light, so your brain just kind of smears it all around in your perceptions and hopes that you don’t notice. And it’s doing the same thing to the people that you’re approaching, smearing light all around their perceptions so they can’t see where they’re driving. If you’re going to get colored headlights, go for green. The majority of the color receptors in your eyes are green. Or choose red, which has the 2nd largest number of receptors, at barely less than half. But stay away from blue. You only have 10 to 20 blue receptors in each eye. They get overwhelmed pretty easily. At night have you ever read a sign with blue letters on a dark background? No, you haven’t. Blue letters are unreadable without some other color or white to contrast against. Whoever wanted a sign with blue letters was just ignorant. Whoever made the sign with blue letters was criminally unprofessional and sycophantically money-grubbing. Just stay away from all of them! And use nice old-fashioned yellowish headlights, PLEASE. Thanks. Sorry for the rant. I’m done now. Here, let me dry off some of the saliva that I rabidly spewed onto you. Sorry about that…. We now return to our regularly scheduled blogpost currently in-progress.

At work I carry a Streamlight MicroStream. It’s 3-1/2 inches long and fits in my vest pocket. There’s a little rubber pushbutton on the end that turns it on. It runs on 1 AAA battery, which I’ve never had to change out. It’s an LED, with a nice whitish light that’s plenty bright enough to fend off my creeping presbyopia. I can read the small print just fine when this thing is turned on and aimed at it.

I tried carrying the Streamlight Stylus Pro at work, but it was too tall to fit into my vest pocket snugly. It uses 2 AAA batteries. And is great in all other regards, much like the Microstream. It fits in pants pockets just fine. It’s about 5-1/2 inches. I use it around the house as need be. And it’s my personal flashlight of choice when I go camping.

But when I go camping I also bring along a Bayco Night Stick Slim-Line 37-LED Flashlight/floodlight. You can get a slightly cheaper version at the WalMarts. There’s a lot to like. It’s not round but sorta oval, so it won’t roll away. It’s bright yellow or orange, so you can find it in the snow. There’s a magnet in there somewhere, so you can stick it onto all sorts of handy places. It uses 4 AAA batteries, and seems to run forever. There’s a single LED at one end that works like a normal flashlight. Press the button again, and that LED turns off but the other 36 clumped together on the side light up. It’s not what I would normally call a floodlight, but it is pretty even and without any bothersome hotspots.

Tell me about your bright ideas.

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