Thursday, December 11, 2003
Since you're on-line anyway...why don't you take a look at some if this press:
Austin American Statesman
Austin Chronicle
Aiding and Abetting
2 locals and 1 zine - we are very appreciative...especially 2 months before the "official national release." There will be a feature article in a music magazine, not in Texas, that corresponds with the release...information coming very soon.
CD release show was a wonderful evening. Lots of people losing their damn minds and buying records. Oh...and staying up until 6 in the morning lighting things on fire at the after-party. Thank you to This Microwave World for opening the show and being friends to the end.
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After waiting 11 months and 8 days...I went to the cinema. I saw something that was released, not too long ago...and my excitement of being in the theater actually skewed my opinion of the film - until this morning. Lost in Translation is very engaging cinematically. The story is well written, until the - and I hate this word, but there is no word to describe it better - denumoant...the turning point. The ending is fantastic; the music is outstanding (except for the use of Peaches - but I understand why she uses it in that place in the film); I can overlook some of the bad dialogue..but come on...
the lounge singer? Singing "midnight at the oasis" the morning after?
I liked the Virgin Suicides...very accomplished first film (as director). This movie was more engaging...better visually...better characters...more meaningful connection. Which makes the shortcoming that much more disheartening. And it may just be American cinema of this genre that's victim to this self-sabotage. Another film I rented and suffered the same was Igby Goes Down. And again...the turn suffers at the act of...
wait...is this...(Girl Igby's in love with, sleeps with his brother - film turns south. The fella Charlotte befriends sleeps with the lounge singer - film turns south.) Maybe I just hate seeing infidelity so much the reaction turns my opinion of the film?
Nah...both those films went to downhill pretty much by themselves - they all need something sour for the "plot change" and sleeping around is as good a sucker-punch as any.
So...i'll do some more introspection...you, read some more press and get excited for snow and Santa. uuooo...and Strongbad. This one's my favorite...
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