Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Waiting to see ... Little Ashes


"Little Ashes (2009) is a British drama film, set against the backdrop of Franquist Spain as three of the era's most creative young talents meet at university and set off on a course to change their world. Luis Buñuel watches helplessly as the friendship between Salvador Dalí and the poet Federico García Lorca develops into an unusual love affair." [en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Little_Ashes]


Dali, Lorca's love-crush, is played by Robert Pattinson (Twilight). Javier Beltran, playing Lorca, is a new name to me, but that just reminds me that I need to catch up on my pop culture.

The main thing for me, though: According to the official site's schedule, it's supposed to be in my area next month.


a fan's blog: littleashesmovie.blogspot.com


Tuesday, May 5, 2009

pants/shorts


On those border days — not too hot,
not too cold &mdash it's Shorts or pants?
that precedes my going-out. But pants
boost (boosts?) my IQ by ten points
at least, I know.
                         And so I ponder: Why
is a pair of pants also called a pant?
And shouldn't it be a pair of pant legs
anyway? But it wouldn't be an identical
pair, right? No, that would look silly.

That's what I get for wearing pants.
Next time, I'll wear shorts, so I don't

                                   have to think.



posted to Read Write Poem #73: revision


Monday, May 4, 2009

The Breakfast Channel


Good American Morning, John Roberts and Kiran,
            with your news-room wizarding giant iPhone-touchscreen,
            tables and graphs power-pointing presentation.
It's too early for lectures,
            but Sanjay is so cute
            with his stethoscope.

There's Steve and Gretchen, and that brown-haired guy,
            with their dumb-blond point-of-view
            after all those CNN charts.
The FOX & Fiends menu:
            Scrambled brains for breakfast.
            Up channel!

Morning, Joe and Mica ... and Willie too,
            you set just the right balance between dumb and smart;
            just the right table, Joe-bozo and Mommy.
I'll sit down to have breakfast with you:
            Poached eggs? Thanks, Mica.
            Pass the grits, Joe Scarborough!



[ amfix.blogs.cnn.com ]
[ foxnews.com/foxfriends ]
[ msnbc.msn.com/id/3036789 ]



Sunday, May 3, 2009

How do I compare to a summer's day?


An invention that could change the internet for ever
Sunday, 3 May 2009

The real innovation, however, is in its ability to work things out "on the fly", according to its British inventor, Dr Stephen Wolfram. If you ask it to compare the height of Mount Everest to the length of the Golden Gate Bridge, it will tell you.

independent.co.uk


> How do I compare to a summer's day?

[Wolfram|Alpha]:


Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date.
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimmed;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature's changing course, untrimmed;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st,
Nor shall death brag thou wand'rest in his shade,
When in eternal lines to Time thou grow'st.
    So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,
    So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.




Saturday, May 2, 2009

Watchmen Rewound


I watched Zack Snyder's Watchmen[1] in a theater, alone, on the third weekend of its release along with a single stranger sitting rows and seats away. Given the box-office fallout[2] after the second weekend, it was appropriate that the venue was a five-screen "arts"[3] instead of a fifteen-screen "plex" theater.

What I knew going in about the movie was that it took place in a parallel-1980s world where: the US won the Vietnam war; Watergate didn't happen; the Twenty-Second Amendment had been repealed (allowing Richard Nixon a third and fourth terms); and there was some sort of big blue muscle-bound superhero saving America by speaking softly and swinging a big stick.

I had glanced through the "graphic novel" based on the quarter-century old comic strips of the same name in a bookstore before seeing the movie, but had no real interest in reading it. Turns out, there was no point in doing so. The movie stands perfectly on its own, and its adherence to or deviance from the book is irrelevant in judging the merits of the film.

The first realization is that it isn't a superhero-genre movie — like Spider-Man, Batman, or even X-Men — at all. It's a deft deconstruction of the entire genre of Superheroism (i.e., proxy Gods) and its entanglement with American-wayism. (What else do you make of the soft spoken Dr. Manhattan — the aforementioned muscle-bound blue man — winning the hearts of the American people by blowing up as many Vietnamese as he can?) It makes all of those other movies look ridiculous now. Not like a comedy spoof, as I suppose Superhero Movie[4] was supposed to be (though Watchmen is severely, darkly comedic), but as a philosophical bulldozer razing American-hero iconography and morality. And, as pure cinematic art, it triumphs. "It is the superhero movies to end all superhero movies" is perhaps a good way to put it.

Perhaps that's why its could-be audiences have fled in droves — away from this movie. It's not just the "moral dilemma" posed by the killing a "few" tens of millions to save hundreds of millions - the movie uses that "ridiculous" plot diversion merely to reinforce its "superhero" and "making war is peace" deconstruction. The American audience wants its superhero the American-way, and when this myth is undermined — there were really no superheroes in the first place, and there never will be in the future — they are baffled and confused. (And it's perhaps, being a "student" of Derrida[5] and Rorty[6], why I look forward to watching Watchmen again. And, given the box-office numbers, it should soon be out on DVD.)

Nietzsche's "Madman" said "God is dead. And we have killed him." Snyder's "Dr. Manhattan" says "Superheroes are dead. And we have killed them."

Like Rorschach's constantly morphing inkblot mask, Watchmen invites multiple "readings."

1. imdb.com/title/tt0409459/
2. boxofficemojo.com/movies/?page=weekend&id=watchmen.htm
3. landmarktheatres.com/market/Dallas/TheMagnolia.htm
4. imdb.com/title/tt0426592/
5. en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jacques_Derrida
6. en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Richard_Rorty