And our silver screen affair, it weighs less to me than air

McCabe and Mrs. Miller (Robert Altman, 1971). There are many who consider this film to be the quintessential Altman effort, and it’s not hard to see why. The hallmarks of Altman’s legend are all there: the overlapping dialogue, the moral ambivalence, the richly-conceived characters. Most importantly and impressively, the film is a thrilling example of the ways in which Altman pulls all these elements of his craft together to give the sense of a fully developed culture and society. The film is focused on the main characters, but the entire frame ripples with life. You feel as if you know … Continue reading And our silver screen affair, it weighs less to me than air

I got lots of money, I got lots of time, bought myself a penthouse, filled it up with bubbly wine

After a hard day of installing hardwood flooring, there’s only one movie that stands as an adequate reward. Here’s a hint or two: “Where do you dance at, darlin’?” “Um… at the Cheetah.” “I don’t know how good you are, darlin’, and I don’t know what it is you’re good at, but if it’s at the Cheetah, it’s not dancing, I know that much.” “You don’t know shit!” “She’s no butterfly. Tony, she’s all pelvic thrust. I mean, she prowls. She’s got it!” “I’ve had dog food.” “You have?” “Mmm-hmmm. Long time ago. Doggy Chow. I used to love Doggy … Continue reading I got lots of money, I got lots of time, bought myself a penthouse, filled it up with bubbly wine

One for Friday: The Frogs, “Whether U Like It Or Not I Love U”

Once I found my way to the student-run radio station in college, I’d found my home. This was true to such a degree that I was quick to chose spending time there over my actual home some hundred miles away. During the winter break of my freshman year, I made the obligatory trip home from Christmas, but begged off on staying much longer, noting the extraordinary need at the station for extra hands. This was true. 90FM was, with great pride, a station that didn’t operate under the philosophy that a break from school was a break from broadcasting. What’s … Continue reading One for Friday: The Frogs, “Whether U Like It Or Not I Love U”

And you were the one that understood the tennis ball

My best intentions to complete a post with an assemblage of word were thwarted because I wound up engrossed in watching a tennis match. A tennis match I’ve already watched once today. It was much better played than this match: Although, I could watch that match twice in one day, too. (Posted simultaneously to “Jelly-Town!”) Continue reading And you were the one that understood the tennis ball