I miss my vintage movie poster collection like a limb - especially after seeing Bonnie and Clyde and Dog Day Afternoon in a Bank Robber Double Feature the other day. Moving overseas is all exciting but is it sad that I miss my "stuff"? Living out of a suitcase not as cute as it sounds. Though Northern Hemisphere I'm coming 'atcha.
Also posting here will be thoroughly interrupted till I get settled too - due to no internetz.
PS So here's the video everyone will be style biting on for the next few years. Its all I'm pumping ATM. Swag.
Joan Jett is about to programming R A G E in the next 90 minutes I don't know about you but I'll be watching (it looks like a music video mixtape fo realz) thanks to Catcall for the tip off
Newhall, California sits about thirty miles north of Los Angeles, not quite the middle of nowhere, but not exactly a real city either. It's somewhere in between. A place where the youth work at Video Depot, go to community college, struggle with jocks and townies, and all do their best to understand politics, their careers, their love life and self-image. It's here that Jordan, Molly, Tammy, and Lloyd are about to understand that in life you don't always get what you want. Sometimes you're stuck never leaving home, never fitting in, or never really knowing who your friends are. This is their transition toward growing up and realizing that real life doesn't always end up like a movie. Written by Mike Ott
So here's something old that I can't even find online. It reminds me of Myth of the American Sleepover - almost likely a mumbly teen film that was slightly too soon for its time - or everyone was too busy thinking Puffy Chair was a one off. I would like to see this very much.
On a tangential note the Entertainment Industry's attitude to Chris Brown and Roman Polanski is totally terrifying - WTF Whoopi! - and makes me wonder what would have happened if antisemitism and racism had entered into it more a la Mel Gibson who y'know really really crossed the line.
For further tips on knowing you were really really raped or just rapeshied please see here. (via FYI or Die )
I went to see Dhobi Ghat the other night - I haven't seen a lot of Indian cinema because as most of you know I'm a American x French Cinema gal through and through - BUT I do try when I can to check out what the rest of the world's been up to and up to at the moment.
Let me just say if Dhobi Ghat is what Indian cinema is up to at the moment it is leaps and bounds ahead of so many countries as far as my vibe in cinema goes.
Not only does it paint a tantalizing (if sterilized) portrait of Mumbai (want to go to there) it has a lovely mix of that 90s (and now 00s) cinema theme of seemingly separate lives overlapping (or as Louis CK says God is running out of extra's to the story of your life). It also had some of my favourite cinematic elements like found footage, unrequited love in all its forms and Agnes Varda appropriation everywhere I looked!
OK James L Brooks didn't put in the exclamation mark but I take poetic license. I heard a lot of bad things about How Do You Know Brook's latest and to be truthful the combination of super affable Paul Rudd, Owen Wilson, Reese Witherspoon (who is like a 90s era Meg Ryan on sugary-steroids) and aging-saving-for-retirement Jack Nicholson made me a little cray-cray from the very outset.
The look of this film - ie actor's, sets, costumes - is also very outdoorsy-tanned-with-rosy-glow Barbie and Ken BBQ collection which didn't help either.
Also Reese Witherspoon and Paul Rudd? Zero chemistry.
ALSO DID I MENTION THIS IS THE MAN WHO MADE BROADCAST NEWS?! Why the Hell is he making phone home rom coms with the Reese Witherspoon?
BUT - after thinking it over for a while I've come around on this film a bit. Though I still found the ending too pat and still wish it had been cast and coloured differently. There were a lot of great moments and lines that Brooks managed to sneak in there. Brooks is still a bit of a genius when it comes to characters that you love and loathe in equal measure, whose motives you don't always quite get and who can be kind of irritating while you try and look over their faults.
Then again I'd rather rewatch Broadcast News 100 times. Seriously this scene - it kills me.
Jenny and Johnny is a pretty cute name for a band, Big Wave is an awesome song and Johnathan Rice is pretty cute so I can forgive Jenny Lewis for ditching on her solo shiz and Rilo Kiley for a little bit. I've been a secret super fan of hers since about 2002 - when I was a latent angsty teen her emotive but never too emo singing style was perfect mix of sadness and anger that I felt was missing from a lot of female singers that are either just sad or just angry. There's something about her thats a complete joy even when she misses the mark. See below if you care to trawl a little through her past hits and a couple of seminal 90s films that she featured in that I totally love as well - even when they miss the mark at least it feels like they were shooting in the right direction.
Portions for Foxes - Still one of my all time anthemic type songs from the mid-2000's
The Frug - CONFESSION - I cannot do The Frug or The Smurf
Don's Plum (2001) - Young Tobey Maguire and Leo DiCaprio - just a simple 90s talkie.
Foxfire - 1996 girl gang film totally rad plus early Angelina Jolie!
