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Tuesday, 22 January 2008

  • For quite a while now I have been planning to run down my top 10 films of the year. It is looking like we, the faculty and staff here at peppermintfatty, will have that done for you sometime in the next week. Until then however, the academy has given us the 2007 Oscar nominations about which to bloviate. I will give you all a quick rundown of the major categories and my immediate thoughts.

    BEST ACTOR -

    • George Clooney - Michael Clayton
    • Daniel Day-Lewis - There Will Be Blood
    • Johnny Depp - Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street
    • Tommy Lee Jones - In The Valley Of Elah
    • Viggo Mortenson - Eastern Promises


    I have to preface my statements by admitting not having seen Eastern Promises. Johnny Depp suffers, in my mind, from turning in such consistently inspired, almost possessed, performances that such amazing work as he turned in on Sweeney Todd tends to be overlooked by many looking for that one standout performance. Tommy Lee Jones had a transcendent year with both Valley Of Elah and No Country For Old Men. George Clooney was solid as usual in what was a great little film that too many people overlooked. I worry that the image of Michael Clayton as yet another bleeding heart lawyer vs. the giant corporate Satan might lessen his chances at an Oscar in much teh same way it hurt the films chances at the box office. All of that being said, this one is academic folks - If I say Daniel Day-Lewis has proven that he is arguably the greatest actor of his generation, I think you'll agree. His turn as silver miner turned oil man Daniel Plainview is beyond compare not just in 2007 but likely for quite a number of years to come. From each step to the inflection and nuance put into every word he says, Day-Lewis is beyond compare. Unlike most years, a win for any other actor would be a travesty.

    Best Supporting Actor

    ·         Casey Affleck - The Assassination of Jesse James By The Coward Robert Ford

    ·         Javier Bardem - No Country For Old Men

    ·         Philip Seymour Hoffman - Charlie Wilson's War

    ·         Hal Holbrook - Into The Wild

    ·         Tom Wilkinson - Michael Clayton

    You want a fight? This one will be a slug fest of epic proportions. When I saw Casey Affleck in Jesse James I was blown away by what I considered a star making performance...and while both Hal Holbrook and Tom Wilkenson did magnificent jobs, they, along with Affleck simply fade into the shadows cast by Javier Bardem and Phillip Seymour Hoffman. Hoffman, much like Tommy Lee Jones is having yet another stand out year with him stealing the show in the slightly overrated Charlie Wilson's War, as well as his magnificent performance alongside Laura Linney in The Savages. Charlie Wilson's War is a solid and enjoyable film that in many years would be a serious contender for quite a number of awards. Unfortunately 2007 was one of the strongest in memory, leaving films like Charlie Wilson as unwitting casualties come Oscar time. The lone exception though was Phillip Seymour Hoffman as a crude, witty, and unexpected CIA intelligence officer. My knee jerk reaction here is that having won best actor last year and due in part to the slightly comedic nature of his role, this might not be Hoffman's year. Instead, my choice for best supporting actor goes to Javier Bardem's chilling portrayal of psychotic hitman-run-amok Anton Chigurh. From the opening minutes of the film when Chigurh "escapes" police custody, Bardem solidifies his place in movie history in one of the most subtlety chilling moments in recent memory- all with nothing more than the look on his face. From that moment on Tommy Lee Jones and Josh Brolin are playing catch up, turning in the performances of their lives, to keep Bardem from completely stealing the show.


    Best Actress

    ·         Cate Blanchett - Elizabeth: The Golden Age

    ·         Julie Christie - Away From Her

    ·         Marion Cotillard - La Vie En Rose

    ·         Laura Linney - The Savages

    ·         Ellen Page - Juno

    As much as I love Laura Linney finally getting some major recognition, her nomination was a bit of a surprise for many and will likely be as much as she will be rewarded with this year. I unfortunately missed La Vie En Rose, but trust the overwhelming chorus of critics and fans alike who rave at Marion Cotillard's "earth shattering" performance. Julie Christy's nomination seems to have been more of a sympathy vote than anything, and Cate Blanchette will unfortunately be dragged down by a movie that was generally panned by critics. This leaves Ellen Page in Juno. Page made her mark on Hollywood this year embodying Juno's title character like no other actress could have. I would love to see her recognized with an Oscar, and think she deserves it, but I also know that the Academy is no fan of comedies, especially those embraced by the general public. My choice would be Ellen Page, but I am thinking the voters choice will be Marion Cotillard.



    Best Supporting Actress

    ·         Cate Blanchett - I'm Not There

    ·         Rudy Dee - American Gangster

    ·         Saoirse Ronan - Atonement

    ·         Amy Ryan - Gone Baby Gone

    ·         Tilda Swinton - Michael Clayton

    It is a bit of a shame that Catherine Keener did not get nominated for Into The Wild, but overall this is a solid group of nominees. Ryan certainly deserved her first nomination, and Tilda Swinton is likely to be a strong candidate for victory based more on her body of work than for her, albeit strong, work in Michael Clayton. Saoirse Ronan beat out Vanessa Redgrave for the nomination from Atonement and fills the young up and comer archetype to a tee, as does Ruby Dee as the wily old veteran. Alas, this is yet another category that will not illicit much discussion. Entertainment critics of all shapes, sizes, and persuasions seem to be in perpetual heat over all things Bob Dylan, with this year being no different, as they have been simply soiling themselves at the opportunity to hand this statue to Cate Blanchett. For some reason the Bob Dylan adoration gets under my skin a bit so I will be hoping for an upset from the young Ronan.



    Best Animated Feature

    ·         Persepolis

    ·         Ratatouille

    ·         Surf's Up

    I would have liked to have seen Paprika nominated here, but alas it is down to these three. I intentionally avoided Surf's Up, leaving Ratatouille and Persepolis. Ratatouille is the obvious viewer choice, and was a strong film overall. I personally thought it was very good, but ultimately forgettable. I think the critics will be itching to against the mainstream and Persepolis just might pull off the upset. I really have no personal favorite here, so I will just root for the underdog in Persepolis.



    Best Director

    ·         Julian Schnabel - The Diving Bell And The Butterfly

    ·         Jason Reitman - Juno

    ·         Tony Gilroy - Michael Clayton

    ·         Joel & Ethan Coen - No Country For Old Men

    ·         Paul Thomas Anderson - There Will Be Blood

    I have, quite unfortunately, missed The Diving Bell and the Butterfly... and while it seems from previews to be a magnificent and beautiful film, Julian Schnabel's nomination this year looks to be an exercise in futility. For years instead of naming favorite movies I have frequently just listed a small group of favorite directors: Quentin Tarantino, the Coen Brothers and Wes Anderson. This year marks the first addition to that list in quite some time - Jason Reitman. Last year's Thank You For Smoking was one of the most welcome cinematic surprises in years, especially for a first time director, no matter his pedigree. For him to follow that up with so heartfelt an effort as Juno has me hooked, plain and simple. As great as Junomay be, and as impressive a director as Jason Reitman is turning out to be, he find himself this year in the ring with heavyweights. The winner this year will deservedly come from either Paul Thomas Anderson for There Will Be Blood, or Joel & Ethan Coen for No Country For Old Men. There has been a war raging within me for days over who deserves this award more, and in the end I have to go with the Coen brothers. There Will Be Blood was an epic masterpiece and Daniel Day-Lewis simply otherworldly, but when all is said and done No Country For Old Men was, for me, a more concise, even work that I will come back to watch time and time again. Either one could win, and I would have no problem with either winning, but after being robbed of recognition for Fargo and O Brother Where Art Thou?, I think it is the Joel and Ethan Coen's time to shine.



    Original Screenplay

    ·         Juno

    ·         Lars and the Real Girl

    ·         Michael Clayton

    ·         Ratatouille

    ·         The Savages

    Lars and the Real Girl bombed with critics and is likely dead on arrival in this category. Ratatouille was solid, yet for me uninspired. Michael Clayton was a solid piece of writing but in no way original or earth shaking. For me this leaves two great films and great scripts in The Savages and Juno. Juno has in general, and scribe Diablo Cody in particular, been media darlings all year. All this adulation is due to pay off in at least one category, and for this type of film that category is usually best original screenplay. My pick for screenplay, for its freshness and originality, as well as my prediction for the actual award are both Juno.




    Adapted Screenplay

    ·         Atonement

    ·         Away From Her

    ·         The Diving Bell And The Butterfly

    ·         No Country For Old Men

    ·         There Will Be Blood

    Yet again, this is a two pony race. No Country For Old Men is my clear favorite not only for best adapted screenplay of 2007 but quite likely the best of all time. The only competition I see is that critics might reward Paul Thomas Anderson for the scope of change made in his adaptation of Upton Sinclair's muckraking classic Oil!. For me, the mark of a great adaptation is taking a writers vision and accurately taking it to the big screen making only those changes absolutely necessary. And while I do not wish to take away from the amazing job Anderson did in taking a novel like Oil! And turning it into a stirring feature film, I feel that what the Coen's did was just a little more exceptional. In the end it comes down to one's view of the process of adapting a film to screen. This is one of the rare times that I fall on the side of convention and the side of No Country For Old Men. I will say though that as of this moment, There Will Be Blood has all the momentum. I think one of these two films will dominate the other come Oscar night and for whichever is on the wrong side of that coin, it will be a true and enduring shame.

    Best Picture

    ·         Atonement

    ·         Juno

    ·         Michael Clayton

    ·         No Country For Old Men

    ·         There Will Be Blood

    You know, at this point I am starting to wonder if No Country For Old Men and There Will Be Blood will eat up all the votes, or will split the same voters leaving an opening for a smaller film like Juno or Atonement to sneak in. If one does I hope it is Juno, but in the end, that would be a crime. No Country and Blood are like Foreman and Ali; Two all time greats who have the unfortunate luck of coming into their primes at the same time. Both deserve the title, but one has to lose. My pick for best picture is No Country For Old Men. My prediction is that the win will go to There Will Be Blood.

     

     

Tuesday, 18 December 2007

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    Happiness
    By The Weepies
    All That I Want
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    Enough is enough!


    For a number of years I, along with a number of my friends, blogged regularly on xanga. In the past year xanga has fallen out of favor with many in the 18-35 age group. Many people quit blogging, more moved to blogger because it looks more professional, or to myspace because it is more popular, and some left for facebook which while a simply amazing place, cannot truly be considered a blog.

    As friends left xanga, so too did much of the joy I received from keeping my blog updated on a regular basis. Soon I moved to blogger, and then to myspace. After all the hemming and hawing, after all the moves and ambulations, the dust has settled and clarity has been visited upon me. What is this great revelation? No matter how passe, no matter how unpopular, I miss xanga and readership or not, I am coming home.

    Starting this new years or sooner I will be making a full time return to xanga, and everyone of you is invited.

     

Wednesday, 22 August 2007

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    The Adventures of Ghosthorse and Stillborn
    By CocoRosie
    Japan
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    Tonight someone asked me for a spider story. Unfortunately I am quite lazy and decided to just go back to my old xanga and pull out this poorly written classic! Enjoy!


    McDaniel Classics:
    I



    THE HORROR IN THE HALLWAY: Volume I, the Showdown

    So about two years ago I was in the hall leading to my bedroom. I think it was during Christmas break. At the hall entrance I find a brown spider crawling near the top. Now this is no ordinary spider mind you. No, this spider is roughly the size of a Suzuki Sidekick. I stopped for a second to gauge what my response to this beast should be. As I waited below he slowly inched his way out of a crack in what could only have been an attempt to stare me down. We stood that way, frozen in place, for what seemed like days. My concentration was broken by a light coming in the window. Though it was no more than a passing car, it revealed to me so much more. At that moment I swear I saw a gleam coming from the dark creatures FANGS! I knew then what I had to do. I whipped off what I believe at the time was a size 12 Doc. Martin oxford and, propelling myself upward, felled the beast in one swift stroke. As I backed away, assessing the damage and viewing his now lifeless body, I saw something that haunts me to this day. Warily creeping along the endge of the crevase from which the beast had just come was his mate. As I recall, her eyes never left me while I stood in the hall that fateful night. 

    THE HORROR IN THE HALLWAY: Volume II, Revenge

    You see, an hour later I had managed to suppress most of the gory details and put the event out of my mind. That, as it happens, was to be my second mistake. Around 10 that evening I made my way through the living room to make sure that the dogs on the back porch were tucked in for a cold winter's night. as I  re-entered the house I saw her. Halfway between the entrance to the hall and my side of the living room was the mate. The moment I entered the room she froze, afraid that her devious plan had been exposed. It may have been the cold night air, it may have been the encroaching weariness of bedtime, but for some reason I did not catch on to the danger that lurked just above me...you see, I acted as if I had seen nothing. I let her go. Years have now passed, and the memory grows foggy with age. For some reason I cannot now explain,  I felt the need to return to the living room even later that night in an attempt to fight insomnia. I settled onto the couch with what must have been a very compelling novel. The chill of winter lay at the foot of the door mere feet away, while I enjoyed the last dying embers of a rare Louisiana winter's fire. It was then that I realized that something wasnt right. Be it Intuition, a premonition, my own form of spider sense, call it what you will, I realized something was amiss. I jerked my head skyward to find that the spider was no longer on the ceiling. I peered over towards her crevace only to find no sign of her. At this point I assumed I was still jumpy from the events of earlier in the night and she must just be tucked away for the night in her hole. Little did I realize then that, for a spider, nighttime is the time to hunt. The minutes ticked by and turned into hours, the pages flew past me at dizzying speed as my mind did all it could to avoid the sleep I so desperately needed. What happened that night, lying there prone on that chocolate brown couch, tells me that the lord looks over me every day and that his plans are perfect. You see, at the time I cursed my inability to fall asleep, but it just may have been that  insomia was all that saved me from an unspeakable horror. It all happened in an instant. I caught movement from the corner of my right eye. My head swivelled to find nothing more than the brown of the couch. Then movement came again! It waited for its opportunity and struck. The mate, being the same color as the couch, had stalked me for hours and waited camoflaged just inches from my face to make her move. She scurried at me with lightening speed. If I didnt employ all of my skills,  I knew that I would soon be a goner. As the mate lunged, I rolled off the couch with the reflexes of a puma. Though hitting my head on the coffee table on the way down, it was quite graceful. Not unlike a jungle cat. I cannot be sure, due to its otherworldly speed, but at this point I believe the beast lifted its front few legs in victory believeing I was dead. I gathered my will and struggled to my feet. She knew I had survived the first attack, so she now flew to the floor and broke for my feet. Now barefoot I employed my sweet d-kwon dance grooves to jive my way around her every attack. Though fluid and faun like in my motions I had forgotten my enormous width and, ramming into the coffee table, knocked my bottle of the water to the floor. As the water cascaded around me I found that I had no choice but to stay on the move for the beast's onslaught was relentless. The situation was on the verge of spiraling completely out of control. "If i make my move, it will have to be now" I thought. Seemingly precient in her knowledge, the best leapt at me in anticipation. In a flash she was upon me! In what can only be a testament to lifetime muscle memory, my body instinctively amped it up a notch as I emplyed my oldest and most skilled move. Thats right, as danger stared me in the face I attempted "THE SHAKE AND BAKE" . The shake went off without a hitch as I shimmied just out of the spiders grasp. The bake would have been flawless as well had it not been for the small ocean of water in which my feet were now awash. My feet betrayed me and I went down hard. I knew then...the jig was up. The mate started edging ever closer to me. She was savoring her conquest...has she indeed been the super villain I can only believe she aspired to be she would have been delivering a triumphant monologue about how resistance was futile. It was then that I heard a scratch at the door. Sometime during our epic struggle, my dilemma was discovered by the ever vigilant ELIZA THE-BIG-PUP.  As I turned my head back towards her I noticed that her eyes were not on me, but on the coffee table at whos base I was now lying prone. THE BOOK! Her eyes were focused on the book! I managed with my last bit of energy to grasp the epic tome and bring it down, without so much as a glance, directly on to the beast just as she was prepared to grasp me with her gleaming fangs! Though my mind is clouded with time, I want to believe that at the end I saw recognition grow in her eyes as a single drop of venom fell from her fang. She knew the game was lost. The story had ended. Or so I thought

    THE HORROR IN THE HALL: Volume III, The Next Generation

    Last night as I returned from putting the dogs to bed, on the wall just past where the events of 2003 occured, I saw it standing there...watching me. It was brown and it was big. Not quite as big as the spiders I so valiantly vanquished those long years ago, but at least the size of a ford focus.I knew then that it could only be the beasts progeny. Remembering my mistakes of before, I grabbed the first blunt object my grasp would afford me. I swung and struck! Like Bilbo Baggins with his sword "sting", I struck the creature down with the Seinfeld seasons 1-3 boxed set. I thought that my quick thinking and judicious actions brought an end to this chapter of our saga before it ever began. I finished my nights work, went to bed, and slept soundly. When I woke up this morning I was asked if I had killed a spider in the hall the night before and I replied that I had, and that its body had fallen directly in front of the bathroom door. The questioner quickly gained a puzzled look..."are you sure it was by the bathrrom door" they asked. I replied that it was and inquired as to why they asked. As it turns out, when they awoke this morning they found the broken body of my fallen opponant laid out in front of the door to my room a full 15 feet from where it had fallen dead. Did it crawl after me with its last dying breath? Was its body placed there by someone or someTHING else as a reminder to me? Was it a warning? Those are questions which remain for another day. and I fear the answers are not ones that I wish to know. So the end of this story is no end at all, instead is to be continued...

    Though time passes and memory fades, the parts of this story which happened in the past are as close as I can come to the actual play by play. I hope that you will all remember me in your prayers as I lay my head on the pillow tonight not knowing what horrors may lurk just inches away in the darkness.



Friday, 22 June 2007

  • Currently Listening
    The Fragile Army
    By The Polyphonic Spree
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    Let me preface this post by saying that I have been planning on coming back with a grand extravagant picture/story post, but this is not it. In fact I would be surprised if even one person reading this will care a bit about this story, but I am too excited to sleep and had to tell someone...which is no easy task at 4am.

    I have been beside myself with excitement all day over the Polyphonic Spree CD release show I am going to this Saturday in Dallas. So about 5 minutes ago I decided to check and see when the doors open (because until 5 minutes ago I mistakenly believed the show to be tomorrow) at the Granada Theater. Show at 7:30, doors at 7, yadda yadda yadda....w/opener JESCA HOOP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



    JESCA FREAKIN HOOP!!!!

    Two summers ago I was at my folks house grilling in the back yard, and getting terrible reception on my portable XM radio when I caught about 10 seconds each of two different songs by artists I had never heard before...The songs were 'The Book of Right-on' by Joanna Newsom and 'Silver-Screen' by Jesca Hoop.  My life was changed forever. You all know that I have a simply unhealthy Joanna Newsom obsession, but my love for Jesca Hoop falls not far behind, and has likely been impeded only by the fact that she never plays east of California and has only 5 songs legally available to the public of which I currently have 6.

    In any case, she is the most completely random opener I could possibly think of (well...you know, outside of Toby Keith and the like) and now I am beside myself with joy that I will be seeing not one, but two of my favorite artists come Saturday!

    I encourage you all to go to the front page of my MySpace and check out the first two songs. The first is the new Polyphonic Spree single "Running Away" and the second is the as yet unreleased Jesca Hoop song "Enemy."

    If any of you like them and are in the Dallas area, I have an extra ticket to give away, so let me know if you are interested...though I warn you, if you want to come with me, I will  be acting a fool.  You can't go to a Polyphonic Spree show without drinking the Kool-Aid.

    Following are some random Spree and Hoop videos.

    Well, actually this is Jesca's only video...


    The Spree's new video for "Running Away" which should be right up the alley of some of you photographers out there.



    Here you see the Spree covering the Beatles classic "Sgt peppers lonely hearts club band."  Having seen this I was appalled by the American idol "tribute" to this song on their season finale.



    Here they are actually performing Light & Day on Scrubs...until 2 seconds ago I had no idea this existed...



    and finally the great Light & Day music video:









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