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May 31, 2005
"We Have the Same Taste in Movies"
There's an episode of Seinfeld where Elaine falls for a video store clerk because of his movie recommendations, developing a crush on him, despite never seeing him in the store. Of course, it turns out the clerk is a shy high school student, leaving Elaine to explain herself to the boy's mother, but the episode is a fairly amusing take on the role of shared cinematic tastes in producing real-life chemistry. Now it's possible to meet someone online using shared taste in movies.
Via Cinematical by way of Cynthia, I learned about MatchFlick, an online dating service that allows you to meet people based on shared movie tastes (sort of a Netflix meets Match.com).
Cynthia notes that at least one commenter would prefer not to date someone with similar taste in movies, but given my investment in film (and the sheer number of movies I watch), I'd probably consider joining if I weren't too lazy to create a profile. I know, for example, that when I meet a fellow cinephile, especially outside the context of an academic conference, I really enjoy that initial sense of shared excitement about a director's films. That being said, a shared taste in movies might be a pretty weak basis for developing chemistry with someone.
Dave Winer's suggestion of pairing Match.com with your Netflix cue seems like a bad idea to me. I'd suddenly feel self-conscious about renting a really bad movie out of fear that someone might just think I have bad taste or something. And we wouldn't want that, would we?
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May 30, 2005
Going Postal on the Spy Who Loved Me
I almost forgot to mention that I had a little time to do some sightseeing while on my visit to DC. In particular, I spent time at two museums that were new to me (and, I think, are realtively new to DC). The first, the National Postal Museum, is a part of the Smithsonian and a fairly standard historical account of the men and women who brave sleet, snow, and such to deliver catalogs and bills directly to your doorstep. The second, The International Spy Museum, offers a high-gloss history of spying, particulalry within the US (other than the fact taht we spy on other countries, the "International" part is a bit overstated). By days end, between the two museums, I began to feel a bit like a lost character from a Thomas Pynchon novel, and while I enjoyed both museums to some extent, the latter museum irritated me, I think, because it seemed a bit shallow and muddled, romanticizing spying at a time when "intelligence failures" are a major topic just a few blocks down the road.
I probably would have skipped the Postal Museum, but because my grandmother worked in a post office, my mom was curious to see it. The museum features several "interactive" features, including an opportunity to "profile" yourself to show how direct mail "services" know what advertisements to send you (mine didn't really work, but that may have been my fault). In general, I enjoyed some of the museum's attempts to relate the history of the postal service, including the role of the post in allowing the colonies to disseminate information quickly during the Revolutionary War. But looking back on the experience, I'm intrigued by the musealization of the postal service, with the exhibit implying that the post office is something that needs to be "remembered," especially in the age of email and other forms of digital communication.
Like the Postal Museum, The International Spy Museum, severely overpriced at $14 a person, also emphasized interactivity, almost to an excessive degree, turning the museum into something closer to an amusement park, with little reflection on the logic of spying (though the museum is clearly aware of the "allure" of spying). The museum opens by asking you to choose a "secret" identity from a list of about twelve possibilities (I chose "Colin," an 18-yr old art student from Great Britain--very believable). Later, you're given a chance to test your memory to see how well you remembered your secret identity. Other sections illustrated the tools of the trade, the history of spying (profiling famous spies such as the Rosenbergs), and the glamorization of spying in Hollywood films. I think the museum might have been more interesting if there had been a clearer narrative about the role of espionage in national conflict or if it had been more willing to be critical of some of the CIA practices during the Cold War (it's very clear from the museum that any criticism of our intelligence efforts in Iraq would have been far too much to ask).
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Making Up for Lost Blog Time
As I've already mentioned, I spent the last week in DC looking for an apartment. During my apartment hunt, I stayed with my parents in their RV while they re-explored the city where they lived for about fifteen years in the 1960s and 70s. It was interesting to see them reunite with the couple that introduced them and even more interesting to drive past my father's tiny apartment on Maryland Avenue, just a few blocks from the Capitol building, and to hear him describe watching the riots that took place immediately after Martin Luther King, Jr's assassination. I want to write more about those experiences at some point, though likely in another context.
But one of the things I found most frustrating about staying in the RV was the lack of access to Blogworld and to the Internet in general. So I've been spending the morning and afternoon skimming blogs and articles, trying to catch up on a week that now seems somewhat lost (I haven't even been to the movie theater in something like two weeks). So that's a really long way of saying this is a catch-all entry for a laundry list of film and media articles and blog entries that have no apparent connection other than the fact that I found them interesting (many links thanks to Green Cine Daily).
In no particular order: Today's soon-to-be expensive New York Times has an article on Luis Mandoki's documentary (currently filming) about Mexico City mayor Andrés Manuel López Obrador's presidential campaign. The comparisons to Haskell Wexler's blend of fiction and documentary, Medium Cool, make this film sound like a project worth watching.
Nick at Digital Poetics reflects on one of Errol Morris' fascinating unfinished projects, The True Strangeness of the Universe. Nick comments, "I wonder if our fascination with the real in digital media--even as we experience that real through more complex interfaces--is in some ways an acknowledgement that we still yearn to be surpised. We yearn for the anarchy of Pure Reality, even if it means rendering that reality through evermore complex codes." This is a tantalizing question, one that motivates my interest in digital media and the renewed popularity of documentary. It's also not unlike Benjamin's celebratory comments (echoing Kracauer) of the ability of the motion picture camera to produce an "unconscious optics" that would allow us to see the world anew.
There's a Chronicle of Higher Education article on W. Nicholas G. Hitchon, an electrical engineering professor at the University of Wisconsin, and one of the subjects of Mciahel Apted's "Up" series of documentaries.
Also check out Rob Nelson's profile of Barbara Kopple, whose latest documentary, Bearing Witness, profiles five female war correspondents. The cinetrix has already spoken very highly (review) of Kopple's film, which apparently played on A&E while I was in DC last week (anyone know when it will show up on TV again?).
Green Cine also mentions Naomi Klein and Avi Lewis's documentary, The Take. And while I'm thinking about it, I received a lovely emil about a blog promoting the Asian American International Film Festival, but didn't met a chance to mention it until now.
In The New Republic (free registration required) Elbert Ventura stodgily dismisses the "confessional" documentary genre, commenting that autobiographical docs such as Mark Wexler's Tell Them Who You Are, Jonathan Caouette's Tarnation, and Nathaniel Kahn's My Architect, are nothing more than self-healing exercises:
What these works have in common is their makers' desire to put themselves and their personal traumas front and center. Implicit in each is the notion that the act of filming is integral to personal growth--a prerequisite for the "healing" to begin.Maybe I'll return to Ventura's comments later, but I think it's fairly obvious that I disagree. Sure, some of the documentaries may have "contrived" moments, but all three films also avoid the easy answers that Ventura claims to find in them.If that sounds not a little facile, that's because it is.
Finally, a Guardian profile of Frank Miller, whose graphic novels provided the basis for Sin City.
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May 29, 2005
What I Did on Summer Vacation
I've just returned from my DC adventure, and I'm exhausted from hours on the road (plus some serious allergy problems that kicked in this morning) but I'm now more excited than before about the move. I found a cool and comparatively cheap apartment in West Hyattsville within walking distance of a Metro stop. I also had the opportunity to get together with several of the Wordherders and friends while in DC (here's the evidence). I'll have more to say about the trip a little later, but I think it's going to take a day or so to recover from travelling, especially since I was with my parents. More later.
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May 20, 2005
Music Meme
Alex tagged me with the music meme that has been floating around for a while. I'd planned to participate several weeks/days ago (blogtime runs too fast, so I can't remember when I first saw this meme), but got distracted, as often happens.
Once again, answers below the fold.
Total volume of music files on my computer:
Maybe 1-2 songs at most. I have a dial-up modem.
The last CD I bought was:
Cat Power, You are Free, at GZomie's suggestion.
Song playing right now:
Oddly enough, Star Wars music. Album 88, Georgia State's radio station has a soundtrack show on Fridays called "Nitrate 88." Really good show, even though the Star Wars music is getting old.
Five songs I listen to a lot, or that mean a lot to me:
Like Alex, I think that’s too difficult. Randomly from my relatively limited CD collection:
Johnny Cash, "Man in Black."
Leonard Cohen, "Everybody Knows."
Louis Armstrong, "What a Wonderful World."
Tom Waits, "Alice."
Wilco, "I am Trying to Break Your Heart."
Five people to whom I’m passing the baton:
Any five people who want to play. I'll tag Filmmaker-Guy back, since he tapped me for the "threes meme," but this one has been around for a while. I can't remember who has played already.
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Everything in Threes
Just noticed that Terminal MFA tagged me with the "3s Meme." As Filmmaker-Guy notes, I usually dodge most memes, mostly because I don't want to obligate others to participate, but at his request, I'll play along. Answers below the fold.
3 names you go by:
- Chuck, but you've probably noticed that.
- Dr. T, a name that some of my students chose for me one semester.
- My full name, on business cards, in journal articles, and other official places.
3 screennames you've had (besides blog psuedonym):
- sanssoleil, after one of my favorite movies, but I stopped using it because it sounded like I was depressed.
- all others, including chutry, are variations off the letters in my name.
3 physical things you like about yourself:
- my eyes are probably my best feature
- my legs, when I've been jogging
- my hair
3 physical things you dislike about yourself:
- my arms
- I'm a little overweight, but hoping that jogging will cure that
- I can't think of anything else. My nose, maybe?
3 parts of your heritage:
- Dutch
- German
- probably British, my family tree gets a little unclear about four generations back because my great-grandfather was an orphan
3 things you are wearing right now:
- white Pilsner Urquell t-shirt I got at a bar when I bought a pint of their beer
- blue plaid boxer shorts
- a pair of white socks
3 favorite bands / musical artists:
- Tom Waits
- Bonnie 'Prince' Billy, aka Will Oldham
- Johnny Cash
3 things you want in a relationship:
- similar interests, including politics
- independence
- I'm usually single, so this is a difficult question
3 physical things about the preferred sex that appeals to you:
- full lips and/or overbite
- nice eyes
- dark hair
3 of your favorite hobbies:
- listening to music (live or on disc/radio)
- jogging
- reading (I'd name movie-watching, but isn't that part of my job description at this point?)
3 things you want to do really badly right now:
- travel abroad, haven't been outside North America since 1991.
- figure out where I'll be living in July
- have the extra cash to buy an iPod mini
3 things that scare you:
- death by water
- Atlanta drivers
- U.S. foreign policy
3 of your everyday essentials:
- coffee, lots of coffee.
- internet
- good conversation.
3 careers you have considered or are considering:
- writing fiction/novels
- I considered the Peace Corps when I finst graduated college.
- I once started a major in business to appease my dad, but never took that very seriously (I guess I would have gone into advertising).
3 places you want to go on vacation:
- Pretty much all of Western Europe, especially London and Paris.
- Tokyo
- Prague. Jeez, I could name about twenty places I'd like to go.
3 kids' names you like:
- I like all of the names my friends have given their children (there are at least three of them).
3 things you want to do before you die:
- make a documentary film
- travel to at least some of the many places I listed a few minutes ago
- write at least one book unrelated to my professional career
3 ways you are stereotypically a boy:
- I can be very competitive when it comes to board games and such. I actually don't like playing those games for this reason.
- I write about "boy" stuff (science fiction and time travel)
- Huge sports fan: Like Filmmaker-Guy, I follow my favorite sports teams and obsess over stats, records, articles.
3 ways you are stereotypically a chick:
- I am not at all interested in how powerful your car's engine is.
- I actually like shopping for new clothes (at least, when I can afford them)
- To be honest, I'm not sure I know all the stereotypes anymore (I haven't watched Everybody Loves Raymond or Home Improvement in a while).
3 celeb crushes:
- Catherine Keener
- Jennifer Connelly
- Maggie Gyllenhaal
3 people I would like to see take this quiz now:
- Any three people who wish to take it. If you're one of my celeb crushes, all the better.
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On the Road
I'll be leaving for Washington, D.C., early Sunday, which means little or no internet access for the next week or so (starting Saturday evening). I've been skimming online apartment guides all morning to get a sense of price and location, and that's making the move a little more tangible--and exciting. If you're in DC and want to meet up (I've already talked to some of you) or have a great deal on an apartment, let me know (chutry[at]msn[dot]com).
I imagine the trip to DC will be something of an adventure in that I'll be riding up there with my parents in their RV. They've had the RV for several years now and seem to enjoy it, but to be honest, the idea of spending the night in one makes me feel like a deleted character in that Jack Nicholson film. The whole idea makes me feel like I'll be completely disconnected from the rest of the world. But the cool part is that my parents, who both have fond memories of living in Washington, are excited about the move even though I'm leaving the Atlanta area (which is why they'll be traveling with me).
I know I have two meme requests pending, so I'll work on those this evening.
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May 19, 2005
American Sucker
Via the IFC Blog: Armond White slams David Denby for his glowing review of Paul Haggis' LA race fable, Crash. I know I've disagreed with White in the past, but I'm glad he's calling Denby out on this one. White's take on the film:
These guardians of the status quo—Haggis among them—avoid admitting, confessing, realizing the real ways that social authority (whether legally held by the rich or criminally asserted by the poor) is used to the advantage of some people and against others.I'm beginning to think that my original review was far too generous.
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Baadasssss Cinema
Last night I watched Isaac Julien's Baadasssss Cinema, a 2002 IFC doc about 1970s blaxploitation films. Julien, best known for the amazing experimental documentary Looking for Langston, used talking heads interviews and footage from several blaxploitation films to convey what I read as an ambivalent nostalgia for this cycle of 1970s films. While several interviewees, including actress Gloria Hendry, emphasize the creative control and opportunity to work given to African Americans, others, including Fred "The Hammer" Williamson, observe that the highly profitable films helped support a struggling Hollywood studio system with little money actually reaching the creative people who worked on the films.
It's clear that Julien appreciates the music (Isaac Hayes' Shaft theme; Curtis Mayfield's Superfly) and recognizes the cultural shift represented in the early films (including Melvin van Peebles' independently-produced Sweet Sweetback's Baad Asssss Song.
Fascinating tidbits: cultural theorist bell hooks singing the praises of Quentin Tarantino's Jackie Brown and archival footage of Jesse Jackson criticizing blaxploitation films. Pam Grier's clear-eyed commentary on the political legacy of blaxploitation is also worth watching.
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May 18, 2005
Rods from God
Today's New York Times has an article (better read it quick before you have to pay) about some of the Air Force's new proposed space weapons programs. Putting aside the incredible costs, with some cost estimates reaching $1 trillion, and serious questions about the accuracy of these weapons, should we really be calling a space weapons program "Rods from God?" Or is such an absurd name simply a pre-emptive strike against future attempts to parody such a dangerous idea?
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May 17, 2005
Tarnation
Jonathan Caouette's Tarnation (IMDB) challenges expectations and confounds genre expectations in a fascinating mix of documentary, autobiography, and art film. Made for $218 and edited on Apple's iMovie, Tarnation tells the story of Caoette's emotionally turbulent Texas childhood using Super-8 and video clips taken by Caouette starting when he was a small child. But beyond the home movie clips, Tarnation is a story of someone putting together the fragments of personal experience, mixing not only home movie clips but also the movies, music, and TV shows that consistently shape how we view the world.
We learn, for example, that his mother, Renee, was subjected to twice-weekly shock treatments for over two years when her parents believed that she was faking paralysis after falling off the roof of their house. The shock treatments naturally changed Renee's personality considerably, and Renee spent much of Jonathan's childhood living in institutions while her son lived in various foster homes, where he was often abused, before moving in with his maternal grandparents.
But what fascinated me about the film was the degree to which Jonathan, even as a teenager, began mediating his experiences, in part by using the camera as a way to provide himself with some perspective. But it's also visible in the ways in which Caouette, as an eleven-year old, performs roles for the camera. In one amazing scene, he plays an abused wife testifying on the witness stand about why she had to kill her husband. Jonathan plays the role perfectly, nervously twirling his bleach-damaged hair while explaining how "dope" made her husband crazy. In teh audio commentary, we learn that the perormance is a mix of Jonathan's own experience and an episode of Bionic Woman he'd liked. Later, he and his first boyfriend directed a play for their high school, a msucial version of David Lynch's Blue Velvet featuring songs by Marianne Faithful. Later, Tarnation emphasizes Jonathan's cinematic education, his introduction to the films of Paul Morrissey, Andy Warhol, John Waters, as well as low-budget horror by friends he met as club kid at a gay bar in Houston.
The film is careful to avoid easy answers about how Jonathan's family fell apart. The shock treatments are clearly a major factor, but Caouette resists blaming Renee's parents completely for what happened. Caouette also avoids a position of complete mastery over his experiences, skipping voice-over for titles that often convey uncertainty about what has happened. The use of iMovie not only creates a DIY aesthetic but also suggests the sense of fragmentation, of someone sorting through the fragments to put together a complete narrative. Ebert's discussion of the editing in Tarnation pretty much gets it right: Caouette uses the clunky iMovie technology not simply as a cheap way to get his film made but as an integral part of the story itself.
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Paying for Pundits
I've just learned that The New York Times is planning a subscription system for some of their newspaper content starting in September.
The bad news first: readers won't be able to get their David Brooks or Paul Krugman fix without paying a subscription fee of $49.95 a year. Like Farhad Manjoo of Salon, I'd imagine this subscription may undercut the influence of the Times' columnists, especially within the blogosphere (Kos has already promised not to link to Times writers after September).
But the good news is that the subscription will allow readers access to TimesPast, the newspaper's extensive archives. I realize that most of this material is already available at many university libraries in one form or another and that the New York Times Link Generator already offers permanent links to many recent articles, but access to the archives should prove valuable for research purposes.
Like Frank Rich (quoted in the Salon article), I recognize that running a newspaper is an expensive business (somebody's gotta pay for that hard-hitting war journalism), but I also know that on my budget, I'm not likely going to be able to afford to pay $50 just to read the columnists. Of course, if they start hiding the movie reviews, that's a whole different story. Then I might be completely lost.
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May 10, 2005
DVD Killed the Movie Star
The New York Times' Sharon Waxman reports eleven consecutive weeks of declining movie attendance and revenue compared with last year, specifically noting that Ridley Scott's crusader epic, Kingdon of Heaven, performed well below expectations. While I'm not particulalry worried about the profits of major Hollywood studios (after all, it's a pretty safe bet that most movie executives will earn more money than I do this year), it's interesting to speculate why this is happening--or more precisely to watch these executives speculate about why it's happening.
President of Exhibitor Relations, Paul Dergarabedian, attributes the decline in box office to DVDs and home theater systems that make going to the movies less exciting, but given that DVDs have been out for some time, I don't think that can be considered a major factor, and in fact, his comments seem to perpetuate the Hollywood practice that dates back at least to the advent of television of blaming new technologies for declining attendance. Nothing new there.
I'd imagine the biggest factor is simply the astounding (and somewhat unexpected) success of last year's The Passion of the Christ, which brought out a large number of people who don't habitually go to movies and probably artifically inflated last year's box office in April and May. Ridley Scott's Crusader epic, although it might portray historical events related to the church, is no Passion. Even my parents, who attend movies maybe once a year, were planning to see Mel Gibson's film and knew enough about the controversial aspects of it (the violence, the possible anti-Semitism) to discuss it with me. This shouldn't imply that the movies that have been released recently were mediocre movies (although Kingdom did get mostly negative reviews) but that The Passion mattered to many of the people who went out of their way to see it in theaters, and in many cases saw the film several times.
Again, I'm sure Hollywood's gonna be alright. They've got Star Wars money coming in soon.
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May 8, 2005
Reel Time/Real Time
I'm really glad I stumbled across Nick's blog because he's been posting right and left about the temporality of cinema and new media, questions that I'm planning to address in my book on time-travel film and media.
In particular, his discussion of VCRs and time-shifting seems interesting. He cites a September 3, 1967, New York Times article, "Soon You'll Collect TV Reels, Like LP's," which predicts that TV viewers will soon be able to rent or purchase any sort of visual material, ranging from films to concerts (note to self: he also includes an image of a 1976 VCR advertisement, also from the New York Times).
Not sure I have much to add right now, but the emphasis on collecting seems important in my reading. As Nick points out, the article emphasizes that a film afficionado could "have on their bookcase shelves the best of the works of W.C. Fields or Charlie Chaplin." I can't read the article clearly on my browser (I'll try again later), but the ability to collect these films, and potentially gain cultural capital in their public display in a film library, seems crucial here.
More later, but I've got a long day of grading for hire tomorrow.
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May 7, 2005
Crash (2005)
In his review of Paul Haggis's directorial debut, Crash (IMDB), A.O. Scott compares the film to other films where "Americans from radically different backgrounds are brought together by a grim serendipity that forces them, or at least the audience, to acknowledge their essential connectedness," mentioning examples such as 21 Grams and Monster's Ball. I saw the film as another in a series of Los Angeles films, such as Short Cuts and Magnolia, but Scott's point is essentially right. And while Crash has been touted by many critics as a sharp commentary on race relations, I'd have to agree with Scott that Crash is often overwrought, and because it proceeds through character types (the racist LAPD officer, the isolated suburban housewife, among others), the film only reinforces what it is trying to challenge.
As if the title weren't clear enough, the opening scene features a minor fender bender next to a crime scene. As they prepare to deal with the investigation, Graham (Don Cheadle), a detective, comments to his partner and lover, Ria (Jennifer Esposito), that he thinks people in LA crash into each other because they are so isolated, "It’s the sense of touch. I think we miss that touch so much that we crash into each other just so we can feel something." Ria dismisses Graham's comments--accidents happen--but Graham's remarks serve as a metaphor that's supposed to guide our experience of the rest of the film. Characters from different race and class backgrounds keep crashing into each other (get it?) and are forced to confront (or not) the humanity of the people they encounter.
I think that what I found most frustrating about this film was the "shallowness" of its characters. By that, I mean that virtually every character seems to have two sides, one side heroic and tolerant and the other side fearful and, quite often, racist. Matt Dillon's LAPD officer pulls over a wealthy, educated black couple for "driving while black," sexually assaulting the wife (Thandie Newton) in a mock search for weapons. Later, he heroically rescues the same woman from a car accident. The wife of a white district attorney (Sandra Bullock) goes from liberal-minded to racist the minute her SUV is carjacked by a couple of black teenagers. She later proclaims that a Latino locksmith is going to pass along the new locks to their house to his gangbanger friends well within earshot of the locksmith who quietly goes about his job. By the end of the film she takes another chracater turn that felt equally implausible. Characters would leap from cardboard villains spouting racist epithets (or worse) to gentle souls at a single cut, something that seemed even more explicit with the female characters played by Bullock, Newton, and Jennifer Esposito. I don't want to make any larger claims about the screenplay, but I did find the female characters far less developed than their male counterparts.
The film also used an endangered child subplot in a manipulative, transparent way. In one early scene, the locksmith finds his daughter hiding under her bed, deeply afraid that she'll get hit by a stray bullet. Her father offers her an "invisible cloak" that will protect her from any violence. It's not hard to guess that the scene serves as foreshadowing for a potentially violent scene later in the film. At any rate, throughout the film, I found myself frustrated by the magnitude of the interactions. There were no "everyday" scenes, and all interactions seemed far too charged for the film to seem completely plausible. For this reason, P.T. Anderson's self-awareness in Magnolia, his acknowledgement of the implausibility of certain interactions, seemed far more convincing to me.
I don't want to seem entirely dismissive of the film. The performances were generally quite solid (especially Don Cheadle, Chris "Ludacris" Bridges, and Matt Dillon), and I liked the gritty cinematography (taken from the Michael Mann school of filming L.A.). And critics I like, such as the New Yorker's David Denby really admired the film. In fact, Denby comments that "it’s easily the strongest American film since Clint Eastwood’s Mystic River." On a formal level, Denby may be right. Haggis's film is "intricately worked," with plot elements and characters tightly woven, often to productive effect. As Denby notes, in Haggis's Los Angeles, "no one is entirely innocent or entirely guilty." That's probably fair to say, but I don't think this observation is quite enough to sustain such an ambitious film.
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May 6, 2005
Code 46
I finally had the chance to see Michael Winterbottom's Code 46 (IMDB) last night, and while I don't have time for a full review, I'll quickly note that I found the film's subtle meditations on genetics to be rather rewarding. Unlike Gattaca, in which bad genes become just another means for replaying the "triumph over great odds" narrative, Code 46 doesn't reduce genetic engineering to two classes of "valids" and "invalids," instead focusing on narrower restrictions. A genetic predisposition to certain diseases prevents you from traveling to certain countries, for example. And, as the opening credits explain, you are prevented from having procreative sex with someone who has a too similar genetic makeup, a "Code 46" violation.
The film's plot centers around Tim Robbins' William and Samantha Morton's Maria, two people who meet for the first time in Shanghai, while William is investigating a passport forgery crime, and ultimately the two have a passionate affair, not realizing that they are genetically too similar (their mothers are genetic clones). Visually and aurally, the film is pretty cool, too. The dystopian future is clearly made to resemble our own world--the clothes are similar, and the visuals emphasize futuristic structures, but without the visual effects that might make the space seem too detatched from the contemporary.
In his review of the film, Steven Shaviro notes that "What distinguishes Code 46 from these other films is that it shows how the 'society of control' is inextricably interwoven with the sense of possibility that comes from decentered flows," and I think that the issues of "control," as they have been articualted by Gilles Deleuze, are central to this film, specifically in terms of "access." In fact, if I had seen this film earlier, I almost certainly would have taught it alongside Deleuze's essay in my freshman composition class this past semester.
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May 5, 2005
Things I'm Reading Instead of My Students' Film Final Exams
It's the exam week of my last semester at Georgia Tech, and I'll confess to having more than a mild case of senioritis. That includes rewatching Dazed and Confused the other night and hearing echoes of Alice Cooper's "School's Out Forever." But in my tireless search for distractions, I came across a few new (or new to me) film and media blogs/articles I wanted to mention.
First, Amy Taubin's "Primer: The New Whiz Kid on the Block," part of her Art & Industry series, in which Taubin discusses the film's time-travel plot. Money quote: "Since the device is a crude form of a time machine, and since film itself is a kind of time machine, one can read Primer as a film that mirrors its own DIY production." I'm looking for a good excuse to write a conference paper on Primer, and it will definitely find its way into my book. In her interview with director Shane Carruth, he cites Neil Labute's In the Company of Men as a significant influence (a comparison that makes a lot of sense to me).
Via Green Cine Daily, an interview with some guy named George Lucas who discusses Michael Moore's Fahrenheit 9/11 and a certain blockbuster film due to come out in a few weeks. To be honest, I'm not a big fan of the Star Wars films, in part because my parents prevented me from seeing the originals in the theater and I've never become emotionally invested in them, but Lucas's desire to make "historical" films sounds really interesting to me.
Also via Green Cine, I see that Nick Rombes, editor of New Punk Cinema, now has a blog, Digital Poetics. In one entry, Rombes tackles the notion of Interface as Narrative, in which he discusses the role of the interface in our engagement with a film on video or DVD, specifically noting Memento's playful interface, which "performs the content of the film in sometimes startling ways." Off-hand, I'd also nopte that the menu on the DVD of The Ring has a similar effect, in which the remote control is disabled when the viewer plays the hidden "Easter Egg" of Samara's video.
In other news, I also found Synoptic Cinema, a blog hosted by the film jouranl Synoptique, and the IFC Blog, which will quickly become daily or semi-daily reads, I'd imagine. And, in some desperate attempt to prove that I have a life away from the computer, I'll mention that my team of local bloggers won at bar trivia last night at the Mellow Mushroom on Peachtree.
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May 4, 2005
Moving Home, Leaving Home
Profgrrrl's recent entry about defining home has me thinking about my upcoming move to Washington, D.C. Moving to Washington, or more likely a Maryland suburb, is a kind of homecoming for me. Even though I moved to Atlanta when I was about eight years old, I was born in Washington, D.C., and spent significant chunks of time every summer visiting the nation's capital because of my dad's job with the Department of Commerce and my mom's desire to return to a city she really likes. And while I'm not feeling conflicted at all about moving (in fact, I'm looking forward to it), I'll be curious over the next few weeks to reflect on how this experience will allow me to think about "home" in new ways.
There's no question that Atlanta is "home" in some very specific ways; after all, I've spent a larger chunk of my adult life in Atlanta than any other place and my family still lives here. I generally root for Atlanta's sports teams (with varying degress of enthusiasm). But I still experience myself first and foremost as an itinerant academic, moving from place to place until I get a tenure-track position. Since graduating from high school, I haven't lived in the same residence for more than three years. I still don't put posters up when I move into a new apartment (something that honestly won't change when I move to DC; I've come to accept this fact about myself).
In addition, like GZombie, I have a conflicted relationship with Georgia, with the conservative politics of many of the state's residents, with the suburban sprawl that engulfs the once-quiet bedroom community where my parents live. I'm also conflicted about the city's habit of erasing its own past, but that's probably happeneing in most major cities, not just Atlanta. There are many things I really like about Atlanta, though, and I'm planning in the next few days to blog about those (as you can probably imagine, a few of them have to do with movies).
Given the number of times I've moved in the last ten years or so, I'm not even sure that it makes sense to call any specific place home. Instead, I am very much looking forward to spending some time in Washington, less to revisit my past than to see what new connections I can forge, what new directions I can take.
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May 3, 2005
Capital Times
I think it's safe to let everyone know that my job search has reached a happy conclusion. I've just accepted an offer for a visiting assistant professor position in media studies at Catholic University of America in Washington, D.C. I'll have a lot more to say about this news in the next few days, but it looks like a great opportunity, both in terms of teaching and research, not to mention the opportunity to live in yet another cool city.
I'm still sorting out some of the details, but it looks like I'll be heading up to Washington in a few weeks to start looking for an apartment, probably in Hyattsville or Silver Spring (as long as I'm on Metro, I'm cool). If anyone has any suggestions about where to look for affordable housing in D.C., I'd love to hear them.
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Let's Do the Time Warp Again
Two time-travel related stories have been making the rounds in the blogosphere this week. First, as Diana mentioned in a comment to a previous entry, Amal Dorai, an MIT graduate student in electrical engineering is planning a Time Travel Convention for May 7 at 8 PM. Following the logic of the Cat and Girl comic, Dorai reasons that you would really only need one time-travel convention because time travelers could theoretically return to their home times and invite all of their friends, though Destination Day may give the MIT time-travel convention some competition (also check out the NPR interview with Dorai and his short bibliography on time travel).
Meanwhile, RedNova reports on a Black Box that has had some success in anticipating catastrophic events. According to scientists, including Princeton University emeritus researcher Dr. Roger Nelson, this black box anticipated the September 11 attacks by several hours and later repeated this uncanny sensitivity by anticipating the tsunami in December of last year. These researchers, who are part of the Global Consciousness Project, claim that the black box consistently experiences abnormal activity (I'm not going to try to re-explain the details) immediately before major global events. They theorize that if time flows backwards and forwards, "it might just be possible to foretell major world events. We would, in effect, be 'remembering' things that had taken place in our future." The scientists clearly don't anticipate that they'll be able to produce a machine that can predict the future with any degree of certainty, though some hope that such a machine might allow people to tap into their psychic abilities.
Because I'm writing on time-travel film, I always find these stories fascinating even if I'm not sure (yet) how they'll fit into the work that I'm doing (if they fit at all). I think that what I find so interesting about Durai's Time-Travel Convention is his awareness that the Web may not exist in its current form in the distant future when time travel is invented (assuming that it ever is), hence his attempts to have the event mentioned in print media with notices in major newspapers and tucked into "obscure" books (does my dissertation count?).
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May 1, 2005
"Perception was Reality"
Scott Macauley's Filmmaker Magazine interview with director Alex Gibney and journalist Bethany McLean underlines much of what I found so effective about Enron: The Smartest Guys in the Room, specifically the difficulty of explaining what Enron actually did before it collapsed into bankruptcy. In the interview McLean comments, "You can make an interesting analogy between Enron and the 1990s stock market, because in a lot of ways perception was reality. If you created a buzz and a feeling that the stock would go up, that became its only form of reality, its own form of validation."
As I left the theater, one impression that I had was that Enron seemed to be one of the first great "historical" films about the 1990s, that it captured that Alan Greenspan New Economy vibe better than anything I could remember seeing (side note: at one point in the film, Greenspan is in fact shown receiving an award from Enron for his public service). This sense of smoke and mirrors is also something that Gibney and director of photography Maryse Alberti, with Gibney noting that Enron was very much "like a movie studio, like a propaganda machine." This notion of a "movie studio" is made explicit in one scene that was trimmed from the final film, in which Enron created a "fake" trading room floor, with secretaries masqeurading as traders to fool analysts into believing the trading floor was already running.
Macauley also reads the film as timely in the current political moment, with deregulation and Social Security privatization (still) on the table. The interview is also interesting to get a sense of how Gibney departed from the material in the book and in terms of the sountrack choices (thanks to Green Cine for the link).
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