Decided on a movie, Shinboru or Symbol, rather than attending the Yells at Eels/Tidbits show at the Kesseler.
I don't even know where to start in describing or explaining this movie, I'm still trying to wrap my brain around this movie myself. Director Hitoshi Matsumoto has created a funny, thought provoking little gem with Symbol. How can you not like a film that combines odd scenes, fart jokes, luchadores, and religion with a quirky soundtrack. It has two stories intertwined with one another, seemingly having nothing to do with one another, but eventually working their way into each other. You start off by learning a little bit about the luchadore Escargot Man on a day where he is to have a big match with some younger fighters. The transition from this story to the story of a man trapped in a white room was seamless as a chicken feather from Mexico lands on the dirty soil then floats down to the floor of the white room where we meet our other subject. He eventually wakes up to survey his room only to find no way out and a rather phalic protrusion from the smooth white walls. I feel it necessary to mention at this point that when we learn what the small sculpture on the wall is two older moviegoers decided to get up and leave saying as they passed by, "If this is what the whole movie is going to be about then I don't want to waste my time.". What follows are odd and mostly futile attempts by this Japanese prisoner to get out of his situation, with every push on the small protrusions is followed by a seemingly useless item, like sushi without soy sauce.
I probably should've prepared myself for this by watching Hitoshi Matsumoto's first full length, "Big Man Japan", which received a lot of praise but as with a lot of movies it got lost in the vast expanse of my Netflix queue, but I will watch it today. I laughed so hard at "Symbol" I came home with a headache. I couldn't find a decent trailer for "Sumbol" but here is a trailer I found for "Big Man Japan":
Sunday, July 25, 2010
Saturday, July 24, 2010
Friday, July 23, 2010
Sunday, July 18, 2010
this weekend
07.17.2010:
Yells at Eels rocked.
Cool Kids put a perfect ending to a great night.
07.18.2010:
Ate brunch at Bread Winners. San Antonio Tacos = Soft taco filled with eggs, sour cream, cheese, and black beans. Place was packed.
Went to see "The Kids Are All Right Now" at the Magnolia Theatre. Pretty funny movie. Was great in portraying tension. Julianne Moore needs to keep her clothes on.
Then came home to watch "Greenberg" with Ben Stiller. Ben Stiller goes through life pissed off and wanting to do nothing, a wonderful utopia in most peoples minds but what a let down. Good movie all the way through till the very ending to which we still don't understand what the hell just happened.
Yells at Eels rocked.
Cool Kids put a perfect ending to a great night.
07.18.2010:
Ate brunch at Bread Winners. San Antonio Tacos = Soft taco filled with eggs, sour cream, cheese, and black beans. Place was packed.
Went to see "The Kids Are All Right Now" at the Magnolia Theatre. Pretty funny movie. Was great in portraying tension. Julianne Moore needs to keep her clothes on.
Then came home to watch "Greenberg" with Ben Stiller. Ben Stiller goes through life pissed off and wanting to do nothing, a wonderful utopia in most peoples minds but what a let down. Good movie all the way through till the very ending to which we still don't understand what the hell just happened.
Saturday, July 17, 2010
Misrepresented Peers
Nothing good happens
As power is lost in the bar
Actually in the part that I occupy
As a rain delay occurs
In the game I watch
People stand around me
Flirting with people
As they did many years prior
Uninvited guests arrive
But are welcomed with open arms
As drinks flow
Noise rises
My sanctuary is dismissed
people crowd my chair
The bar hands do their best
To keep the hordes satisfied
I imagine lizards occupying a buffet line
As people march in
corralled by some overweight
Housewife checking names off
Bob smith arrives at the bar
Naming off the microbrewed beers he searched
All this to impress the masses he didn't like in the past
What one does to impress
To look good in the eyes of misrepresented peers
As power is lost in the bar
Actually in the part that I occupy
As a rain delay occurs
In the game I watch
People stand around me
Flirting with people
As they did many years prior
Uninvited guests arrive
But are welcomed with open arms
As drinks flow
Noise rises
My sanctuary is dismissed
people crowd my chair
The bar hands do their best
To keep the hordes satisfied
I imagine lizards occupying a buffet line
As people march in
corralled by some overweight
Housewife checking names off
Bob smith arrives at the bar
Naming off the microbrewed beers he searched
All this to impress the masses he didn't like in the past
What one does to impress
To look good in the eyes of misrepresented peers
Friday, July 16, 2010
07.16.2010
1) Finally get to sign my paperwork for my new teaching position. Was getting a little worried about it since I haven't filled out paperwork but turns out the teacher whose spot I am taking decided not to officially resign till she found another position.
2) Einstein is losing hair like an old man so I've got to take him to the vet to see what we can do. If it isn't one thing it's another.
3) Thanks to my friend, Bonnie the science teacher, HIO has "TD the HIO gorilla" going places other gorillas will never.
"TD making a phone call; 07.16.2010"
4) Creating some new music entitled, "The Ghost Orchid".
5) Going back to the photographing toys. What I enjoyed doing in the past.
2) Einstein is losing hair like an old man so I've got to take him to the vet to see what we can do. If it isn't one thing it's another.
3) Thanks to my friend, Bonnie the science teacher, HIO has "TD the HIO gorilla" going places other gorillas will never.
"TD making a phone call; 07.16.2010"
4) Creating some new music entitled, "The Ghost Orchid".
5) Going back to the photographing toys. What I enjoyed doing in the past.
Sunday, July 11, 2010
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
old "haikus" about Smokey
We lost our little girl, Smokey, whom we've had for 14 or 15 years now. She was the cat that kept all the other animals in check. I found these couple "haikus" in a sketchbook:
her grey black frame silent
as she stalks across the carpet
trees rustle in night breeze
I stumble out of bed
into the darkness of the hall
her claw reaches out
her grey black frame silent
as she stalks across the carpet
trees rustle in night breeze
I stumble out of bed
into the darkness of the hall
her claw reaches out
Thursday, July 1, 2010
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