Saturday, March 5, 2011

Spring Break: Meal One

Tonight's meal was beef stew.  Tender beef chunks supported by carrots, sweet potatos, potatos, and noodles.  Just a little salty, and enough gravy to soak up with bread.



Ate while watching The Wolfman. Did not realize this movie was so violent.  Still ate everything in my bowl.

Friday, March 4, 2011

Spring Break Plans


Woooo it's finally spring break!

While many of you are going off in search of sun and adventure, I am doing the exact opposite.  I plan on reclaiming my butt-print at Ben's house, moving only to relieve myself as a result of the days feasting. 

Expect such fun as live tweets about how itchy my foot gets and every time I shift to avoid bed sores.  How exciting!

I will also be analyzing each delectable delight, from the turkey dinner to the single oreo I munched on in boredom while we searched for a new channel.

With pictures! 

Location : 4501 Dexter St NW, Washington D.C., DC 20007,

Friday, December 17, 2010

And we're back!

...for probably just the duration of this month.  I know, it's killing you three readers that I haven't posted in so long.


The self-deprecation, the hipsterism, the sex!  I'm so proud

Oops, forgot the sex.  Here you go- it's slimy and erotic.

Quick update: What's better live today?
-In short, very little.  It's atrociously cold.  Stay inside and warm your toes.
-Play Cityville.  Yes, i'm being serious.  It's all the rage, and within 10 seconds, Zynga will have already ensured your addiction with bright colors, snappy sounds, and the devilishly ingenious scoring system popularized by Farmville.*  
-The Quakertown Senior High School Winter Choral Concert is tonight.  
-I forgot how to use the credit card machine at work today.  I thought there was a special trick, and then I turned the card around.  It's been a while...


To do list
-See Tron
-See Blackswan
-See True Grit
-See The King's Speech
-Find something other than movies to occupy time.
-Oh, torrent the new Nic Cage movie.  I'm sure it'll be full to bursting with screaming, and more screaming.



* I am not paid to advertise Cityville.  I just need neighbors to expand my Jitter Bug coffee house franchise into.  I admit, I have problems.

Thursday, September 2, 2010

Stanley Kubrick Marathon

After the David Lynch marathon, I had to follow up with an equally prolific director.  Stanley Kubrick is one of my favorites and made perfect sense as a sequel.  We watched, in this order:


The Killing (1956)
Dr. Strangelove and How I Learned To Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb (1964)
Eyes Wide Shut (1999)
2001: A Space Odyssey (1968)
Total run-time: 8.9 hours

I specifically chose these movies to span Kubrick’s career and showcase his style.  I also tried to avoid redundant themes and genres.  Let’s see how I did.



The Killing
B/W 1956 Starring: Sterling Hayden

The Killing is hailed as a masterpiece heist movie.  Much like his later movies, Kubrick defined a genre with his take.  Movie critics often reference The Killing as Tarantino’s influence for Reservoir Dogs and Pulp Fiction.  An auspicious beginning to his career and our marathon.

The Killing is divided into two acts: the heist set-up, and the execution, centered on Johnny Clay.

In the first act, he brings together normal men with talents or positions vital for pulling off a $2 million robbery of a racetrack.  Heavy dialogue carries the plot and the characters reveal themselves and their flaws- a jealous husband, a meticulous planner, a gold-digging wench, and so on.  Johnny personifies Kubrick for his mechanical attention to detail and intensity.  Little wonder he was drawn to the project.

The narrator carries the second act.  In a deadpan voice, he announces the time and location for each player in the heist.  Even as the characters meet tragedy, the narrator plows on.  The juxtaposition of structured story telling over the derailment of the plotted plan is excellent.

Seeing as film noir was going out of fashion, Kubrick took a small chance with the The Killing.  Nevertheless, the film performed well, kicking his career off to a good start.  Most importantly for the marathon, many of his signatures are present:

            -Dialogue driven plot
            -Narrator
            -Two acts
            -Using “The End” before the credits roll



Dr. Strangelove or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb (-omb)
B/W 1964  Starring: Peter Sellers, Sterling Hayden

I chose this film because it’s one of my favorites and shows off Kubrick’s sense of humor.  He employs Peter Seller’s acting talents to play three wildly different characters, much like he did in Lolita


Tyler Perry, eat your heart out

For those who don’t know storyline behind Dr. Strangelove, it explores the possibility of nuclear war.  Sterling Hayden (from The Killing) orders an attack on the Russians.  The situation is ludicrous- the attack can't be called off because of the bureaucracy set in place, but if the planes drop their payload the Doomsday machine will be triggered and destroy most of human life.  The president of the U.S.A. and prime minister of Russia discuss the issue and agree to shoot down the planes.  Of course, one plane gets through and the desperately manages to reach the target.  The finale is a series of nuclear explosions set to “We’ll Meet Again”.  Brilliant.  Kubrick certainly had some balls to make this movie.  He satirizes commie paranoia and makes war into a sad joke, during the time of LBJ and Vietnam propaganda.



Eyes Wide Shut
1999 Starring: Tom Cruise, Nicole Kidman

This is actually the last movie Stanley Kubrick did before he died.  It’s also one of the sexiest movies he ever worked on and there’s a reason the movie was placed in this rotation- we had to wait for a certain younger sibling to leave the house.

Eyes Wide Shut is a “psycho-sexual” adventure.  Tom goes on a dark seedy adventure after his wife, Nicole, confesses her lecherous feelings for another man.  Each encounter is a contained exploration of the sexual mind, and in the end, we are forced to consider what really gets us hot and bothered.  Does gender matter?  Is sex something to be open about, or a dark mysterious subject?  How much does context play a role?  And of course, the topic of fidelity in marriage plays a major role.  Eyes Wide Shut is long, methodical and makes you think and even after six viewings it still feels fresh.

Plus, I had a surprise for my guests- the unedited international version, released stateside in 2007.  When it was first released in 1999, much of the cultish orgy mansion was obscured by digital silouhettes.  The orgy scene is interesting.  It’s pornographic, no doubt, but choreographed Kubrick style.  It’s classy and seems planned.  The actors are clearly not improvising, but following their scheduled humping (humphink?) with a mechanical rhythm.  I wonder if Kubrick intended the viewer to make this observation.  In other scenes the sex is passionate and organic, but in the mansion it is distant.  The exhibitionists also wear masks, hiding both their identities and their organic (orgasmic?) reactions, making the whole act even more removed from humanity.

Without dragging this into an essay on sexuality.  Eyes Wide Shut takes you on an anxious thrilling ride.  See it.  Especially if you like Nicole Kidman.




2001: A Space Odyssey
1968


I'll start with the spoilers and work backwards for this one.  Here's what happened at the end:

Okay, so that big black monolith in the beginning?  Yeah, that was created by aliens some millions and billions of years ago and it influenced the monkeys to start evolving into modern man.  In the end, when the astronaut sees all the crazy colors, the monolith is present again.  The colors represent the astronaut's transformation into an alien being.  The crazy shit is all the brilliance of the universe.
When he comes to in a weird bedroom, that's the visualization of his transformation and aging.  The fetus at the end is his rebirth as an alien, or a higher being.

Got it?  Good.  'Cause I don't have much else to write about this movie.  It's the quintessential sci-fi movie by one of the best directors/visionaries/awesome guys of all time.

Stanley Kubrick is a pretty cool guy who doesn't afraid of anything.  Open the pod bay doors, HAL.


Friday, August 20, 2010

Mercer Museum

Construction is well under way!  Foundation is laid and walls are being put up.  Some other little effects are being added as well, such a large LED lights that will light up the back wall and have the capacity to change color.  Nice.

Most of the visitors are interested in the expansion with a mix of excitement.  Others, however, decide to spout off their corporate paranoia at ME, as if I signed off on the multi-million dollar project.  After filling out a survey, one guy demanded a spiel about the expansion.  I explained that it’s replacing the old vistor’s center and will have room for blah blah blah.

            “I am fearful of this expansion!  New parking lot, right?  All that grass torn up, of course.  Sheesh.”  And off he went.  I looked at his survey.  He didn’t just write his complaints, he carved his comlplaints.

I am fearful that this new expansion will ruin the integrity of the original building.  Corporations just adding on all the time, no thought to the precious arifacts.  What’s next, a STARBUCKS???

The word “Starbucks” was enormous and double-underlined.  And precious artifacts?  Okay, Gollum.

I guess this guy doesn’t realize that the Mercer Museum is a business, driven by revenue from visitors, events, and renters and that the expansion will keep his treasures safe.

The best part was how annoyed he was.  I tried to explain a few of these things but he just burned my toast and walked out.  The last thing I noticed, he had the “ohm” symbol tattooed on his earlobe.  Nice.  I guess a clear mind really means an unused mind.

Anyway, the visitor’s center opens Spring 2011!  See you then.

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Malware Malfunction

I work at the front desk of the Mercer Museum.  I take people's money and answer the phone.  Generally, it's an easy job- it's leisurely and I get to read.  Except today, I was thrown a curveball in the form of a vicious Trojan virus.

It was hungry.

My reception computer was a juicy steak.

Isn't "extended pleasure" dependent on the wearer?

Before the museum opened its doors for visitors, I was lightly surfing the internet (as in, only two tabs open, no downloading, no power reloading) and ended up reading the instructions for installing Rosetta Stone on a Mac.  Keep in mind, no downloading.

I exited Internet Explorer and it suddenly became Internet Exploder.


"Need a light?"





Pop-up after pop-up ingloriously intruded on my "Vista Gateway" (not Windows Vista).  It got even more hilarious when Viagra ads made their debut in harmonious synchronization with the arrival of a group of retired Floridians.  I threw down my book and pounced on the computer mouse with the dexterity and grace of a retarded pelican and calmly welcomed them to the wonderful Mercer Museum.

And I thought my job was easy.  Phew.

Never fear, the tech guy managed to clear it up (reboot in safe mode, launch a couple sweep cleaners, one more reboot) and my job was saved.  By the way, I'm really not supposed to surf the internet using my work computer.  I now understand why.

p.s. I Google image searched "Trojan Condom" and was fearful of the results.  My eyes were spared.  Thank you, SafeSearch.

p.p.s. The infinite scroll on image searching... about damn time.  That's tight.


Sunday, August 8, 2010

Just to Share

I found some videos from the Black Keys concert on July 30th.

The first is Kurt Vile.



For reference, at the very beginning you can see a guy in a striped fedora.  I was sitting about eight feet to his right.  Also, fedora guy kept yelling out "Play Stairway to Freebird!"  Classic.

But this... this is music.  This is a performance.