Sunday, July 5, 2009

What? What did you say? Oh, that is exciting!!

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!

^That was a scream of excitement coming from me. I just read an exciting announcement from the Jim Henson Company and A&E. The two plan to rerelease the hit (and cancelled too soon) sci-fi show FARSCAPE on DVD in November, in correlation with the shows 10th anniversary. Personally, it makes me feel kind of old to think of Farscape as being 10 years old already, but that fact pales in comparison to the fact that I will finally be able to own one of my favorite shows on DVD!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Friday, July 3, 2009

"These are a few of my favorite things"

Here is one of my favorite things:
When you have something you care about very much and thoroughly enjoy and other people mock you for this passion, even though they have never seen the object of your passion. Then when they finally see it, they understand it and have to "eat their hat" so to speak.

This happened to me this holiday weekend when my supervisor finally saw the film Twilight. I am quite passionate about Twilight, not for it's superior film adaptation (taste the sarcasm in that statement) or Stephenie Meyer's literary prowess (that has a hint of sarcasm in it too...I am using it in all my recipes today). I love it because it was given to me by someone who was very important in my life at another time in my life during one of the hardest things that ever happened to me. It's story made me feel better, whether it was because I believed in love again or because I didn't have to think to hard to follow it the world may never know-but nevertheless, it has become part of who I am and I care about it very much.

This supervisor mocked me mercilessly for the craze I had in November with the release of the movie, and looking back on it, some of it was over the top, but my supervisor did all of this without having read the book or seeing the film.

But now that my supervisor has seen it, my supervisor loves it. And I am laughing my head off at one of my favorite things.

NOTE: This note was written while listening to Judy Garland serenade me from iTunes. That post is coming. First I have to finish all the movies I rented!

They Don't Make 'Em Like That Anymore

Nothing blew up. No one toted around guns (well, except the cowboys). There were no car chases or hot, steamy sex scenes.

The movies of Judy Garland are classics of cinema by a great actress who, like so many others in Hollywood, left us all too soon. A troubled soul, she is the light of beauty and happiness on screen with one of the most beautiful voices to ever grace the screen. Many times this weekend as I screened such MGM musicals as The Harvey Girls, Meet Me in St. Louis, Easter Parade, For Me and My Gal, Ziegfeld Girl and the drama Judgement at Nuremburg, I said to myself on several occasions:

"Oh Ms. Garland-you had one heck of a voice...it's a shame your life wasn't as nice as one of your movies."

I couldn't pick a favorite from the ones I screened if I wanted to. They were all so wonderful because you didn't have to do much during them but sit back and enjoy the songs and dances. I loved watching Judy dance with Gene Kelly and Fred Astaire and loved listening to her voice as she crooned various numbers. It may be cliche, but I think one of my favorite numbers was "Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas" in Meet Me in St. Louis.

Something I have yet to experience is the joy of seeing Mickey Rooney and Judy Garland perforing together, but this is going to be quickly rectified as TCM is showing Judy movies all day on Wednesday, the 8th of July.

The saddest part of this weekend was watching her sing and dance and seeing her so full of life and spirit, but knowing that isn't how her life really was. She was a marvelous actress who led two lives...and eventually it got to her, which is a shame. It's also a shame no one could help her help herself before it was too late. But at least she left us an impressive filmography to remember her by.

And now, after this long weekend of classic MGM musicals, I am watching Scooby-Doo-the live action one with Sarah Michelle Gellar and Freddie Prinze Jr. Talk about extremes!!!

In the Year 2079

Movies from the Golden Age of Hollywood are what the art of making movies are all about. And this year we celebrate the 70th anniversary of the greatest year in movies. Gone with the Wind, The Wizard of Oz, Mr. Smith Goes to Washinton, and so many others.

People still watch these movies like they are brand new, like they have never been seen before, because they are timeless and don't look 70 years old. But it begs a very simple question:

"What will they be watching 70 years from now?"

While I am sure no one in 1939 could concieve that they would still be watching their movies 70 years later (mostly because they hadn't even begun to concieve the VCR and DVD player), it makes me wonder in the year 2079, what movies will people be watching for the first time? What movies that we've made will stand the test of time?

I have no doubt that in 70 years people will still be watching The Lord of the Rings trilogy, which in my opinion is the finest work of cinema this generation. In addition, they will probably still enjoy the original Star Wars trilogy, but Lord-willing, the other will have fallen into oblivion. I also hope that the future generations will enjoy the splendor that is Titanic. They will also still enjoy the majority of Disney Animated movies, but hopefully the dreadful sequels will have fallen into the same oblivion as the new Star Wars trilogy.

That's all I can think of (or hope for) and only time will tell if I am right.

My next post will undoubtedly be about Judy Garland-I am spending my weekend watching Judy Garland movies.

Thursday, July 2, 2009

A Walking Thesaurus

I read a lot. I have been reading since I was a toddler and always had a reading level greater than my peers. I devour books because I get lost in them and don't know what else to do. I consider myself a well read individual. That means I use words in everyday speech (and in my writing) that most normal people don't.

Apparatly my writing looks like a thesaurus exploded. I write like I speak. I hear the words in my head and then I write them down on paper. Believe it or not, the words I use when I write I use in everyday conversation.

So, if you are offended by my large, "thesaurus" words, you're in general offended by me. Thing is, I'm not going anywhere. And neither is the way I speak/write.

***This was not a personal attack against my reviewer. This was blowing off steam at what was said, because we are all entitled to that. I appreciate the criticism and will keep it in my consideration in the future.***

Wednesday, July 1, 2009

A Generation of Chiuauas?

So I was just reading the Social Security Archives of popular baby names because I needed to find a couple popluar names in the 1920s that I could use in "Silent Night". While I did find the names I needed (they will be in the new chapter that will be posted before 5 tonight), I also found something disturbing.

This decade, over 2000 babies have been named "Princess". Which has led me to this question:

Has an entire generation of parents confused their children with chiuauas???

I am sorry if your name is Princess. It's just an uncoventional name. Not that I can say anything. My nme doesn't even make the top 1000 for the decade I was born.

A Review of "Public Enemies"

Public Emenies was not the worst film I have ever seen. But it wasn't the best film I had ever seen either.

Part of the problem came in that it had no identity. It was trying to be too many things at one. It tried to be a gangster movie, it tried to be a crime-drama and it tried to be a romance, without successfully being any of these.

My biggest complaint about the movie, however, comes from my two main men themselves. I love Johnny Depp and Christian Bale and usually cannot stop gushing about the brilliance of their performances. As John Dillinger and Mervin Purvis, however, they both fell flat. Neither of them played their role with any sort of personality, so through the majority of the movie, I felt a little dead on the inside because I didn't know who I should feel sorry for or why.

I also didn't like the artitistic decision of Michael Mann to leave the majority of the film without a score. In a film where your two leads are playing without any discernable emotion, a score is needed to convey the emotion of the story so that the audience feels SOMETHING.

The best performances of the film came from Marion Cotilliard, and the rest of the supporting cast who I believed were their famous bank robbing counterparts and whom I felt something, whether sympathy or loathing depending on the case.

This is another year Johnny Depp will go Oscar-less. And that is your final word on Public Enemies.

NOTE: Entertainment Weekly's Lisa Schawartzbaum and I actually agree about this movie-it's a sign of the apocalypse.