Tuesday, July 22, 2014

Smoke It, Stream It - Particle Fever

I had my doubts before watching this, but this seemingly nerdy documentary about the search for the Higgs boson is compelling, intriguing and moving. When you want to have your little mind blown, put this on! The universe (be it multiverse or supersymmetry) will never seem the same.

Friday, July 18, 2014

Scarlett Johansson's Career - The Perfect (Nerd) Storm

Scarlette Johnansson's movie roots are nerd movies (Ghost World is my exhibit A). She seems to fluctuate between films that give fan boys' boners, waking them from their graphic novel REM sleep, to major motion pictures. These days, these are now one and the same. Thanks Comic-Con.

However, Under the Skin is somewhere in between those two worlds, in a place where literature and ambitious storytelling come together to produce a film whose pretensions you go home with at the end of the night with, knowing that it might be a terrible idea. So why does this make such a stunningly high grade (pun always intended) in regard to MMN dedication to weed addled entertainment? The movie works on multiple levels, easily morphing from science fiction to horror to art cinema to just a weird foreign film with a huge A list actress in it. And all these elements are very well balanced...and if that doesn't do it for you, well, there are some very long nude scenes ScarJo does which leave nothing to the imagination. Mr. Skin just came reading this.

So, I'm going to go out there and say this film has something for everyone...except for the kids. Yeah, not the kids. You are going to have to see this without them around unless you were planning on gifting them a few weeks of nightmares.

Monday, July 14, 2014

Retro Movie Moments - CQ

This is for all the filmmakers out there that make my medicated days & nights a happier place.  Making movies is hard. Smoking weed is not. Thank you for your wonderful & terrible visions and stories come to life. Without you, we might just have to talk to each other, read a book or go out into the world. And then what would our lives be like?

Sunday, July 13, 2014

Reading About...The Disaster Artist

We are more than half way through the summer and the films are an impressively abysmal string of disappointments. For now, I will only go to the movies when it is too fucking hot to do anything else.

However, a cheaper plan B is the beach with a book. The Disaster Artist is the perfect blend of summer reading (it's a quick easy read, but unfortunately currently only in hard cover).
Actor and now co-author Greg Sestero was there on the front lines helping Tommy Wiseau bring his Frankenstein, The Room, to life. If you like whiny C list actors, shit talking, Hollywood name dropping and actor ennui, you will dig this.

High or not high, the book is fun fluff and may tempt you to re-watch The Room. I highly recommend you DO NOT DO THIS. Just go see the new Transformers and that lingering inch will slowly subside until you remember there was something you were going to do, but couldn't recall what it was. Oh, it probably wasn't important anyway.

And if you hate to read, well, just wait a bit, because everyone's favorite Hollywood renaissance man is making this into a film. Mr. Wiseau has the last laugh these days.

Monday, June 30, 2014

The Many Faces of Angel (or Prostitutes Are Superheroes Too)

If there is anything I've learned from comics, it's that you better hide your secret identity better than you hide your porn from your mom (and I'm talking digital & print). This is simply good advice I am spouting here, but your could apply this to any covert life you may lead. Your dual life, a secret existence that is you, but not you, the concept or idea of another you besides you, has facinated me for a long, long time. But unlike now, where that sort of superhero mystique is now fully vested in the culture, I was introduced to it in the early 80s by my friend Angel.

She killed, fucked, made the honor roll, became a successful photographer and was tough as a leather vagina so you'd best to think twice if you hurt her friends on the street or copied off her paper. She would cut you just for starters. Angel was so complex, a new actress had to play her in each of the four films made telling her story. So when it gets late and hazy, and talk turns nerdy as the Keaton/Clooney/Kilmer/Bale debate begins...well, that's my cue to slip away and go watch one of my Angels.