February 10th, 2008

fillyjonk

Sunday Doings

I've had a pleasant day today. I'm feeling generally betterTM, beginning to come out of the depression caused by Cholmondeley's death and general ickiness of things lately. Slept through the night for two straight nights, which can only be good.

This morning I woke relatively early but lolled about for awhile, then marked a few blogs. I joined Twitter yesterday, which may be another time sink, or may be something cool; I haven't decided yet. But I think it's quite fun. So I caught up with my Tweets, as well as, of course, reading LJ. After webbing for a while, I made some awesome mushroom soup, and took Robinson for a nice long walk down on the Westsong Way. There, I met and chatted with a pleasant camera geek, which was fun. I came home for lunch - the soup, obviously, and Sasquatch bread from Save-on-foods and cheese. Then it was off to the Cinecenta for "I'm Not There" with lidocafe. This was engrossing and entertaining (will post more later).

Home, and some wine and a pork loin in the oven. Will eat said pork with asparagus and salad. Evening's entertainment will be either a Buffy or Veronica Mars, haven't quite decided yet.
Asta

imdb meme redux

Here are the unguessed movies from the previous meme. I've supplied one more quote from each one:

1. X; All this trouble for a comb?
Y: It's mine. It means a lot to me. A barbarian like you wouldn't understand.
X: I can use it to pick fleas from my horse.
majrgenrl8 Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon.

12. X: You shaved your legs!
Y: You're the biggest blabber mouth.
X: You didn't tell me!
Y: I don't have to tell you everything!
Z: A little louder girls, some people in the balcony can't hear you.

15. X: What day is this?
Y: It's Wednesday... eh, it's Tuesday, I think.
X: Think the tide's with us?
Y: Keep kicking.
X: I used to hate the water...
Y: I can't imagine why.
wendymc Jaws
Asta

I'm Not There

This movie would be a useful exercise in studying Barthes - the death of the author. Because Dylan's "not there," and yet, paradoxically, he is.

What "I'm Not There" represents are the various personae created by Bob Dylan at various stages of his life, and through his music more than through the known facts of his life. So, we see a young black boy who represents Dylan's interest in Depression era folk music, called, not insignificantly, Woody Guthrie. Then there is the earnest young poet, enraptured with Rimbaud. And the movie star, and, memorably, the electric guitar-playing Dylan, portrayed by Cate Blanchett. Richard Gere doesn't have a lot to do beyond look wise and folksy, playing the late era Dylan.

You can't help be reminded of how wonderful the music is.

The movie is a commentary on fame, and identity, and authenticity. It is rich and complicated and a little too long but definitely worth your time.

I found the scenes with Heath Ledger almost unbearably poignant.

Also, although everyone is talking about Cate Blanchett, who has much the showiest role, we should pay attention to Christian Bale, whose portrayal of both the "folky" Dylan and the "Christian convert" Dylan, is quite eerily accurate.