Friday, May 29, 2009
Thursday, May 28, 2009
Posted by Lons at 3:44 PM
Hey Ladies! Want to win a conjugal visit with Drew Peterson? Oh, you have no interest in that? Never mind.
Has Drew considered that he may want to come off a bit less diabolically creepy if he ever wants to not live in a cell again? You're awaiting trial for MURDER, dude...MUR-DER. At least OJ waited until he got off on the murder charge before writing a book about how funny it would've been if he were guilty.
Posted by Lons at 11:40 AM
Is this just completely ludicrous, or some kind of mad stroke of genius? I'm not sure. But I will definitely be seeing it ASAP.
Posted by Lons at 11:04 AM
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Monday, May 25, 2009
Was really bummed to hear about the loss of Jay Bennett, formerly of Wilco, this morning. Bennett was with the band during their creative peak, particularly "Summerteeth" and "Yankee Hotel Foxtrot," and I've never really been as into the work since his departure.
This is a clip from the documentary "I Am Trying to Break Your Heart," which unfortunately led Bennett to file a lawsuit against former bandmate Jeff Tweedy earlier this month. It gives a good insight into the band's creative process, as well as showcasing Bennett's intuitive sense for musical production and arrangement. The guy was a big talent.
Posted by Lons at 1:06 PM
Machines have spent 3 films going back in time to kill Connor before he can become a member of the resistance, and now that he is one...he seems to have no real leadership qualities and no idea what's going on. Not sure what they were so afraid of. Connor's team includes his wife, Kate (Bryce Dallas Howard), some guy named Barnes (rapper Common) and a female character played by an actress named Moon Bloodgood, who really doesn't have much screen time to make any kind of impression, and none of them seem to have any kind of genuine ability to FIGHT BACK against a global network of killing machines that can mass produce themselves. Late in the film, the united team of John Connor and Marcus have significant trouble killing a single Terminator. Why would Skynet fear these two? They could just roll over them! We've already seen a TRILOGY of films in which John Connor MUST be saved so he can become the future's greatest badass...Haven't we waited long enough to see him actually take charge and act like one?
This was, of course, the genius of James Cameron's original concept for the film "Terminator."...A film in which a few people fight back against a worldwide army of death-bots would be hard to engineer believably, particularly using the special effects of the mid 1980s...So Cameron set his film IN OUR OWN TIME with the complexities of the future war left to the viewer's own fertile imagination. It works beautifully.
Now that the future war is actually upon us, it's pretty clear no one working on the series has any idea how to conceptualize it and make it feel compelling and visceral. (Also, someone really ought to tell them that you're still fucked if you're standing very close to a nuclear explosion, even if you're not in the actual building where it has happened. John Connor stands less than a mile away from mushroom clouds like 3 times during this film, and Bale barely even registers a reaction...Isn't it at least uncomfortably warm? Couldn't you at least have him hide in a fridge or something?)
Overall, Bale is excruciatingly poor, delivering (mostly just shouting) generic "action movie" dialog in his Batman voice. More than a few line deliveries received big laughs. It feels like he sort of mentally checked out at some point, and just decided to play a vague action movie cliche rather than a character. Worthington, perhaps realizing that he's portraying one of the least likable Hollywood protagonists in recent memory, barely registers at all. It's just as well...What could you possibly do with this part? He's a death row inmate who is executed in 2003 and wakes up in post-apocalyptic Los Angeles with no idea what's going on. He's never even given a scene in which he can act "surprised" at what's happened to him. Anton Yelchin's Reece is probably the highlight, though he's saddled with the bulk of the film's exposition ("Hey, you're in Los Angeles in 2018! There's a war between humans and machines! Look out, it's a [INSERT GENERIC TERMINATOR-SOUNDING ROBOT NAME HERE]!" Plus he's trailed by a plucky mute kid the whole film. (A nod to Cameron's "Aliens"? A lame pointless plot device? Who knows?)
Posted by Lons at 11:31 AM