So here’s the one shabby stream of the Rhythm Nation 1814 short film I was able to quickly find. If you’ve got a half hour, it’s a half hour well spent.
Kate Beaton did a Janet Jackson comic at some point, and i just saw it, and it’s terrific. The drawings of Janet dancing are worth the price of admission all by themselves.
the ol’ 2013 Real Shit playlist is kind of getting some jams on it if you are in the mood for some 2013 jams.
soft-scrambled eggs recipe from 221 Troutman Country Brunch number 1
Put on the last Pistol Annies album; melt some butter over low heat in a non-stick skillet; break a bunch of eggs into a bowl and beat ‘em; throw in a good amount of dill and a pinch of salt and pepper; pour into skillet; stir constantly and take off heat for a sec if any large curds start to form; they should be done round about when the album finishes and you can put on the Band Perry album and eat.
Best thing you’ll hear today 99.9%.
Pistol Annies, “Blues, You’re a Buzzkill” (2013)
Yeah, this is a jam for sure.
I had a delicious dinner of braised lamb neck and dumplings at Dear Bushwick last night, and while I was deciding whether or not to order a second cocktail or not, I noticed a bottle of white rum that said “New York City” on it. Of course I ordered a daiquiri made with it, and it was delicious.
It turns out there’s rum being distilled a few blocks from my house! The distillery is called The Noble Experiment, the rum is called Owney’s, and we should really get over there for a tasting and tour soon, yeah?
TOVE LO MANIA
Miami Sound Machine, “I Need a Man” (1984)
There’s a specific kind of chugging mid-80s pop song, with rock antecedents but synthpop embellishments, and very often an alto sax getting sweaty, that aims at a kind of hyperreal romanticism. The kind of thing the Drive soundtrack aimed to emulate but was too twenty-first-century cool to allow the sweat to form.
Anyway, I wasn’t exactly surprised to hear Gloria Estefan making it on her first crossover English-language album — there’s a lot of stuff being thrown at a lot of different walls here — but I did like hearing something from her that bears a relation to Pat Benatar, Quarterflash, and latter-day Blondie.
Movie Log 2013
28. Spring Breakers (dir. Harmony Korine, 2013) (Regal City North 14, Chicago)
- I dunno how much of Spring Breakers works on a “real” emotional level other than giddy, but Faith’s pre-exit call to grandma genuinely works for me on some on a trip with your friends feeling like things are really different out here bliss shit.
- obviously, the “Everytime” scene, fucking obviously. Christ I was so happy I almost fell out of my seat.
- Harmony’s up to a little something about suburban appropriation of inner-city African American culture resulting in fear (Faith) or total destruction (Brit and Candy). Maybe.
- I loved it. Is that clear? I loved it.
29. The Lady Eve (dir. Preston Sturgess, 1941) (Netflix Instant)
Will I one day find out that “they don’t make romantic comedies like they used to” is a boring, lazy opinion like every other “they don’t make _____ like they used to” opinion and a lot of current rom coms are really awesome and I should be watching them more? Barbara Stanwyck is virtuosic, and Fonda is somehow a hilarious straight man, but Sturgess and his editor Stuart Gilmore are perfect, too. There’s a cut to Charles Coburn that almost made me do a spit take and I wasn’t even drinking anything.
Movie Log 2013
27. L’amore (dir. Roberto Rossellini, 1948) (DVR’d from TCM)
Friday night TCM aired 4 Rossellini movies, 3 of which aren’t available on Region 1 DVD as far as I can tell, so I taped them before leaving the house. L’amore is actually two short films: “Una voce umana”, based on a play by Jean Cocteau and “Il miracolo”, written by Fellini. Importantly, both of these shorts star Anna Magnani and Anna Magnani is a fantastically good actress. “Una voce umana” is half an hour of Magnani as a woman being broken up with by a man who is getting married, alternately talking on the phone and waiting for the phone to ring.
Magnani’s character deals with a kind of desperation that stems from having to decide what emotions to present to someone whose reaction to your emotions you really give a shit about, and I think she does an awesome job of splitting hysteria with a sense of purpose, even if she doesn’t always have a firm grasp on what that purpose is going to be from moment to moment.
“Il miracolo” is about Nanni, a woman (I think Mankiewicz said “mentally-disabled” in his TCM intro, though I’m not sure how Fellini and Rossellini would categorize that exactly) who sees a gentleman roaming the countryside and assumes he’s St. Joseph. St. Joseph then gets her drunk and she passes out and then she’s pregnant with what she thinks is a miracle baby. This isn’t a movie about religion to me, though, but rather about how we treat people at the margins of society (Nanni spends a lot of time just outside of town).
More Rossellini to come; that dude’s the best. If you haven’t seen his war trilogy, you should see his war trilogy.