Last of the fast, first of the others:
I just saw "The Don and Bill Show" at the Enzian tonight on a whim. I was going to go home and do Russian homework, but I decided an hour of twisted animation would suffice instead. I didn't like Bill Plympton's stuff that much - I've seen it before anyways. But
Don Hertzfeldt's stuff blew me away. Great, great moments with such "simplistic" animation (he usually uses stick figures or simple, non-shaded figures). It's hard to pick a favorite from his work, but I think "Rejected" had the most laughs. If you've ever heard the line "My spoon is too big!", it's from that short film. "Billy's Balloon", where a balloon beats the shit out of a kid, is also quite dark and good. Damn, I'm going to have to buy some expensive indie-DVDs to ever see those films again...either that or tape the next year's worth of "Adult Swim" on Cartoon Network on the off chance they show it. I'm tempted to rush to the Enzian tomorrow night after class to see it again.
In other news:
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Elliott Smith - beatle-esque or high-pitched whiner? Either way, his depressing songs always cheer me up...for real! =) I do find it sad, however, that one of his posters made it into the decor for "The Princess Diaries".
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Sam Phillips - she still lights my (musical) fire. Hot damn. "Fan Dance" is amazing; hey, it inspired my short story about a guy stalking, well, a Sam Phillips-like rock gal. Also, "Martinis and Bikinis" wins the "Best First Song to Define the Rest of Album" prize in my book - like a hymn, except Providence provides free booze and skimpy clothing too all your closest friends. And if you think you've never heard her sing before, who do you think does the "Ba ba ba ba"s during scene changes in "Gilmore Girls"? And all this from a Christian music survivor (a very un-Amy Grant indeed). Double Hot Damn.
Heartwarming personal feature:
I'm at Borders, doing Russian homework after church, and I decide to leave. I walk by the magazine aisle and who do you think is crouched up against the Women's fashion magazines reading "Time"? Yes, my long lost friend Paul - last seen wandering the streets of NYC, protesting capitalistic evil. After not hearing from him for about a month, with unanswered emails stacking up, I've been tempted to call the activistism hotline set up by
Indymedia to see if your friends were arrested during the World Economic Forum, but I think that might have been a little over the top on my part. It turns out he almost got arrested, but not quite. We caught up - I found out all the protesting he's done, he was riveted by all the schoolwork I've done, I'm sure.
As a side note, I've got to work on not hugging people when I see them after a long time. I caught myself and offered a handshake. Good save - gotta do the right thing in public, you know, so no one who's eaves-watching doesn't misread the situation that they're not in. I still remember my dad getting uncomfortable (and then both of us breaking up into fits of laughter) when we apologized to each other after a fight in a resteraunt and I put my hand over his to let him know I was sorry...it was like some sentimental gay hallmark card...
I can't end this post with that...hmmm...
My spoon is too big!!!