100

Well, the big day has finally come. It’s a big day for Chicago: I’ve finally written one hundred posts here for the Glass City. Long-time followers might remember back to the days I used to do this sort of thing on Blogger, and before that I believe it was MySpace or some such social networking service. I don’t remember, but it doesn’t matter because it wasn’t called The Glass City and that makes all the difference. It’s a big day for Chicago.

Like when this happened.

I decided to celebrate things proper by doing an honest film review, which has been described as too long, which has left some with a distinct anger, and therefore it is something they unfortunately didn’t read. That’s fine by me, friend, it’s a tricky game. I didn’t want to pick something too obscure or unrelatable, but at the same time I didn’t want to pick something that sucked. I also didn’t want to further alienate my readers by watching something like Labyrinth and giving it a negative review, just to have you never return because you can’t let go of your childhood. So I picked Kagemusha, and it’s the closest to a happy medium you’ll get.

I know it’s been a bit of a roller coaster here, which saw the blog starting out with a normal Monday-Wednesday-Friday schedule. That lasted from May ’09 til August of that year, at which point it fell into a monthly endeavor. For the past two months though I’ve gotten back into the very strict M-W-F scheme and it’s been a lot of fun for me, and according to my stats it has been for you too.

Anyway I just wanted to THANK YOU all for your continued interest in the blog, and will share with you not one, but TWO pictures of Juliet to show my gratitude.

Actually, she hates headbands.

 

Sometimes she's just fussy and there's not a whole lot we can do.

Also, the song of the day is an old standby. Enjoy Ryan Adams? Me too, even though he may be clinically impossible to deal with in real life. This one is off his most recent (last year) album III/IV, which is actually a pretty good double-disc album, if not a little poppy. It’s a hell of a lot more listenable than his heavy metal solo work on Orion, and it has me looking forward to his upcoming release, Ashes and Fire. It’s titled Lovely and Blue.

Film Review: Kagemusha (Kurosawa – 1980)

[SPECIAL NOTE! This is my 100th Blog Post! I thought it only fitting that I would do a proper film review with it. I’ll have more to post later in the day, but for now, enjoy.]

In case you forgot, almost all Kurosawa films are Criterion now.

Somewhere between Yojimbo and Ran is Kurosawa’s 1980 epic Kagemusha. The film depicts the true story of a 16th century feudal lord’s death and three-year forced impersonation by a convincing double.

The story has all the makings of a Connecticut Yankee In King Arthur’s Court type farce that while making keen political statements doesn’t take itself too seriously.

Kagemusha not only falls between lighter films like Sanjuro or Red Beard and the heavier films like Ran and Dreams chronologically, it rests between them in a great many ways. Within the first act you can pick up on all of the classic Kurosawa subtleties in directing that we’ve come to love, as well as begin to see where he will draw inspiration for the next decade of his film career.

That is to say, the directing is as fantastic as ever. There are some bold choices made right off the bat, as the opening scene is a single shot with three characters in frame that stays near motionless for six whole minutes before cutting to the title. Also worth noting is Kurosawa’s choice to identify major historical characters with text on screen upon their introductions, which is nothing new to late 90’s independent films, but characteristically fresh in 1980s Japanese period pieces.

When I say it’s a period piece, it definitely is, and that shouldn’t surprise you knowing that this is Kurosawa. The mastery in attention to detail is still astounding, and the effort Kurosawa goes through to convince you that you’ve been dropped in the middle of 1500s Japan is nothing short of extraordinary.

Let me elaborate. The first half of the film plays out like this: we are suddenly in the middle of three warring clans, two of which are trying to dethrone the more dominant Takeda Clan (which happens to be the clan focused on for the film). The Takeda Clan is ancient and has never been properly defeated in battle as they use a time-tested tradition of being steadfast and smart in knowing how to identify risk. The story officially starts as the leader of the Takeda Clan decides that if he dies he wants a thief who he saved from execution to take his place as his double for the three years following his death. Naturally this sets up a rather whimsical world of possibilities for the thief and it seems like a comfortable little story that Kurosawa is delicately setting up.

He pays such deliberate attention to the pacing of this story that it’s easy to get lost in the world that he’s created. There’s an extended Noh performance, endless palace tradition, and general feudal society; all of which we’re treated to in healthy amounts to lull us into the unfolding story.

Much like in Ran, the real beauty in filming comes from the gorgeous cinematography in the scenic locations. Kurosawa has such a brilliant way with set filming that some scenes are practically hypnotic in their use of saturated colors and natural (or some cases unnatural) lighting. There is one scene in particular—a vivid dream sequence—that is literally jaw-dropping in terms of concept. There’s obviously a lot I can be giving away, but naturally I won’t. I will say that much like he does in his earlier work (Rashomon, Seven Samurai, etc.) he plays with thematic imagery, and we’re treated to gorgeous shots of sunsets, shadows and the like at all the appropriate times.

You see this particular shot a lot when image searching the film. There is no mystery as to why.

The soundtrack is minimal and unobtrusive, which is really helpful because the actors’ performances on display here are really something to behold. While beautiful framing and pacing will make up half of what draws us into every scene, the actors passion makes up the other half. The atmosphere with this combination is so rich that it’s palpable and engrossing.

This is all well and good until the final act, when we realize exactly what all this is leading up to. Be forewarned, here: there might be some major spoilers in my analysis. If you want to see the film fresh for the first time then I suggest you don’t read my deconstruction of the final act. I will keep it strictly to this paragraph, so if you want you can just skip over it entirely and come back to it at a later date. Sound good? Okay. As I was saying, the first half does a brilliant job of luring you into this charming little old-world Japan. Even as westerners, we come to love all the little quirks and traditions being presented. The thief is our protagonist after all, and we want him to succeed in his role of king-for-a-day even if he doesn’t really deserve it. And the best part is that he does a good job. It isn’t until he’s faced with the true horror of war that something begins to change within him. He is no longer acting a part; he has transformed into the kind of person that can run a kingdom. The implications here are fun to play with, but it’s not especially necessary because what ends up happening is a bit more important. You see, the thief is eventually discovered and has to return to his life of poverty. The kingdom is now vulnerable as a short-tempered young man who is next in line for the throne decides he is going to go against centuries of tradition and invade the neighboring clan. I should mention at this point, that the two neighboring clans are pretty distinct. They are both run by relatively young men, one of whom has a love for all things western. It’s his assassin that kills the former clan leader in the first place (with a European gun). At one point he offers another rival clan leader a peace offering of European wine, and makes a point to befriend the local Catholic missionaries. While the other clan leader is wary of this and finds the wine bitter, he accepts it and they join forces against the Takeda Clan. When the new boy in charge of the Takeda Clan ignores a symbolic warning of a rainbow boundary meant to keep him from expanding his kingdom against the elder’s wishes, all hell breaks loose. The rival clans use their guns to mow down the remnants of the ancient clan and the thief is the only one left to watch. We witness a bloody battlefield of old men lying dead in the face of a new era. I won’t ruin the last five minutes because they’re some of the best minutes of film I’ve ever watched, but I will conclude my analysis. What the movie becomes is a stark lesson on change. Not that change is bad necessarily, but that it’s eventually going to happen. The story of Kagemusha is a microcosm for a thousand years of Japanese history, told in a way that breaks our heart even if we’re not Japanese. Kurosawa cleverly spends two hours entrenching us in rich historic atmosphere until we’re bursting at the seams with love for it, then he reminds us that we can’t have that in the most brutal way possible. It’s crushing and every bit as powerful as anything he’s ever done.

My only complaint with the film is that the pacing in the second act is a little too stretched out. I know I just made the case for Kurosawa’s deliberate pacing, and for 95% of the film it works to a wonderful extent. However, the start of the second act felt just a little slow even by my standards, which truthfully may be a fault only of my own and not Kurosawa’s. That’s really it, though. Kurosawa crafted a wonderful world here (one we see often in Kurosawa’s work), and the lesson ultimately conveyed is powerful and stays with you long after the film has ended. It’s not surprising that Japanese television dramas have been so successful in garnering popularity through emulating the type of storytelling present in Kagemusha, it’s just a shame that they’re nowhere near as profound (or good). It’s like when you realize that Quantum Leap and Sliders got their inspiration from old Sci-Fi classics like the Twilight Zone. At least their source material is great. If you enjoy Kurosawa films at all and you haven’t seen this one, make sure you do. If you’ve never seen a Kurosawa film before, I’d still probably recommend seeing Seven Samurai, Rashomon, or Ran first, but this one is definitely not worth passing up.

Final grade: A

Let’s All Move Somewhere Else

As the summer winds down we’re set to enjoy one of the only nice weeks we’ll have left, and I’ll be making every effort to wander out into the daylight and declare my independence from the shelter of Netflix. ONE DAY I’ll be able to lament missing the nice weather from behind an office desk somewhere, but that day is not today. The only other option is that I open up an outdoor restaurant and cook on a patio come rain or shine. That is the only other option. Of course, this vacation won’t last long, as my next post will be my long-awaited 100th Post Spectacular, in which I will review a film and maybe do a little autograph session. How much will I charge for autographs? Who knows, there’s a lot of logistics that still need to be nailed down.

Yeah, I'm Angel. $40.

Box Office Results:

  1. The Help
  2. Our Idiot Brother // Columbiana
  3. Don’t Be Afraid Of The Dark // Planet of the Apes
  4. Planet of Apes: How to Bury A Statue // Don’t Be Afraid
  5. Spy Kids 4D // Our Idiot Brother

Looks like I was just as confused this past week as movie-going audiences were. The Help came in first and only brought in $14m, and nothing else even broke $10.5m. For some reason people were okay with seeing Columbiana, and for the first time in a long time nobody wanted to bring their kids to the show. That is, unless they were all taking their kids to see Columbiana. That wouldn’t surprise me, as I’m often the first to suggest dragging out 3-week old to R-rated movies. Hey, it’s cheaper than buying plane tickets for extended international flights and forcing her to stay awake and cry the whole flight.

If we just invested in an airplane for kids and run by kids, then we'd all be saved a lot of headaches.

Today’s song of the day is Masters of War by the freewheelin’ Bob Dylan. I could argue that subconsciously there’s a lot about Libya in the news and stuff, but really I’m picking it because I was just talking about it with one of my friends, and how that even though it’s one of the less subtle early Dylan tunes, it’s greatness comes from the unmitigated passion on display.

Things, Now More Than Ever

Obligatory picture of little Juliet. Collect 'em all!

This weekend is trying its damnedest to keep me from doing anything remotely enjoyable, and it’s not even really my daughter’s fault. With perfect weather comes the knowledge that there’s not a whole lot to do outdoors in Schaumburg. It’s more of a mall & fine dining (and sometimes movies) sort of burb. So, with no discernible way of enjoying this fine weather we’re having, I’m stuck finding ways to entertain myself indoors. Not that I’d have time to go to the theater anyway, but with absolutely nothing being released this week it’s hard to find even the slightest enjoyment in predicting what will place and what won’t. *SIGH*. Fine, on with it then:

  1. The Help
  2. Our Idiot Brother
  3. Don’t Be Afraid Of The Dark
  4. Planet of Apes: How to Bury A Statue
  5. Spy Kids 4D

I know Our Idiot Brother is getting a bunch of publicity but it looks awful and needless, and I think audiences in general just don’t give a damn. It’s always sad when Paul Rudd gets involved with a worthless film, but according to IMDb he’s made at least 22 of them (including Year One, The Ex, and Night at the Museum), so this is hardly new territory for him. Don’t Be Afraid Of The Dark is produced by Guillermo del Toro in the same way that The Orphanage was, and Orphanage ended up being pretty decent. Afraid is getting average reviews, and if I had to peg it at a letter grade I’d probably say C+* is pretty fair (the asterisk denotes that it is a horror movie, and grades are flexible within that genre). I dunno, it’s just that whenever a movie comes out that’s cowritten or produced by del Toro instead of directed by del Toro, it reminds me that he’s needs to hurry up and release the movies he’s been actually directing already.

A modern day monster movie that will be released months after the world ends. Thanks, del Toro.

In other odd movie news, the guy that made the recent OSS 117 comedies has decided that he’s going to make a run for best picture this year debuting a silent film about 1920s Hollywood done in the style of a 1920s Hollywood film. For those unfamiliar, the OSS movies are throwback spoofs of 1970s Bond films done in the style of 1970s bond films, so this actually isn’t too far out there. There’s a lot of talk that it’s just one huge substance-less gimmick, and without seeing the film I’d say that’s a fair assumption. HOWEVER, I’m much more willing, it seems, to watch something that may be an original take on a period piece than some fluff Oscar-bait that’s churned out by Ron Howard or James Cameron. After watching the trailer, I have a very strange anticipation about it which I think comes from the recognition that I’ve seen a ton of movies from the 20s and 30s, and this film may hit the nail on the head. Is that a good thing, or is it just manipulative? Singin’ In The Rain is a perfect example of this sort of thing done right, but Singin’ In The Rain this won’t be. Only time will tell, but you can watch the trailer and get a sense for yourself. Oh yeah, and it’s called The Artist.

In the olden days, this is where the post would end, but not since I reformatted! Now you get a song of the day, which comes courtesy Andrew Bird. I’ve only recently looked into his stuff, and my overall opinion is that he’s pretty neat. His stuff breaks down into two different categories: 90s stuff and post-90s solo work. His 90s stuff is violin-centric and often of the swing category. His post-90s is much more indie and only uses the violin to accent songs instead of carry them. I’m sure most of it will take me more than one listen to really get into, but on any given album there’s at least 5 or 6 tracks that I enjoy from the get-go. Including this one, off of his 2007 album Armchair Apocrypha. Enjoy.

Two-Weeks Notice

As of this evening, my daughter is officially two weeks old.

Coincidentally, my cat Tayla hasn't slept a wink in exactly two weeks.

Many of the parenting books I read (or know about third hand) proclaim that the first two weeks are the absolute worst weeks a parent will go through, and once you’ve gotten past them you are more or less in the clear. Ha! Most of my friends who are also fathers, however, spin a different yarn. The common consensus is that the number is more like six weeks. And even then, once you’ve completed those weeks it doesn’t get easier, it just evolves into a different beast entirely. Usually when my friends talk about parenting to me I think about Digimon, which I’m neither proud of nor happy about. We all lose there.

I don't exactly remember what this show is about, but I know things evolve, like, all the time.

These past two weeks have been fun, though, with the majority of my time being taken up by the elaborate construction of a mega-mobile which now proudly hangs over my daughter’s crib. Huzzah! The process was excruciating and multi-stepped (I’m more of a mono-step kind of guy). I first had to acquire the materials. That was hard enough on its own. I then had to cut out 72 separate paper hearts from old piano sheet music books. I then had to turn those 72 hearts into 24 separate 3D heart things attached to a length of colored yarn. After that I had to draw between 72 and 144 (a rough estimate, I know) designs on the sides of the hearts in colored marker. The final step, obviously, was hanging it above the crib, which in itself was harrowing and trying. The entire ordeal reminded me of the cloister of trials from Final Fantasy X, but with more magic and, um, sphere grids. It doesn’t matter if you don’t get the analogy, I’m sure, because even FFX fans will tell you it makes little to no sense.

The full album of pictures relating to this is hosted on imgur and you can click anywhere on these words to check it out. It’s kind of sad, really, seeing this project coming to an end. I’ll have to get back to work on other, more serious projects. These include but are not limited to: watching a movie to review for my upcoming 100th post, working on my Top 20 Bob Dylan tracklist (something I’ve been putting off for a very, very long time), and building a replacement mobile for when this one breaks.

In honor of Juliet’s two week birthday, I’ve chosen Go To Sleep by the Avett Brothers. Nice little tune by a good little band.

Closing In

I should never be allowed to watch media from other countries. Whether it’s de Sica films, or French documentaries (documentaires) or 90s British comedies, I’m always left with an unshakable urge to get up and move to that country. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve been compelled to get Rosetta Stone software and pick up a language after something like an hour and a half of being exposed to a different culture. It permeates my every day life to the point where it’s probably more annoying than endearing, and there’s nothing I can do about it.

Lately it’s been more of a British invasion, as I’ve been watching healthy doses of Mr. Bean and any one of the hundreds of reality cooking programs starring Gordon Ramsay. “Wow, Brighton looks like a luv’ly l’il town!” I’ll say with a mangled British accent. My family will be unamused and I’m left writing a blog about it. Well, there you have it. Now you’re up to speed.

This shouldn't be a real thing.

Box Office Results:

  1. Spy Kids 4 // The Help
  2. Fright Night // Apes
  3. The Help // Spy Kids 4
  4. Conan the Barbarian
  5. Planet of the Apes VII // The Smurfs

Okay, what the hell, everyone? Seriously? I have so many questions about theater goers mentalities this weekend I don’t really know where to begin. Planet of the Apes is still #2? On its 3rd week? Spy Kids 4 only brings in $11m? The freakin’ Smurfs are still in the top 5?? Geez. I don’t know how I pegged Conan so perfectly, but the fact that it only made $10m seems like we all still lose. Obviously not as much as the studio, though.

I’m also surprised that Fright Night, dreadful as it most likely is, only made $7m and didn’t even crack the top 5. Hell it even had commercials! I saw them! On TV! I won’t really complain though. It seems like the only movie that probably deserved to do well (The Help) did, and everything else bombed terribly. Like I’ve been saying for weeks now, it’s a terrible summer for movies, and unless you’re Harry Potter, you might want to wait until next season.

I mean, SOMEONE out there might have thought that this was the new "Twilight" movie.

Today’s song of the day is Calamity Song, by The Decemberists, if for no other reason than it now has on official music video. Unlike the video for Why We Fight, this one is much more in band’s one-act-play sort of style. It’s a recreation of a scene from the novel Infinite Jest, I’m told (by NPR), which is nice because it’s complimented well by the tone of the song.

UNFORTUNATELY, I can’t embed the video proper using WordPress, so you’ll just have to go to THE NPR ARTICLE AND WATCH IT THERE.

What Are Movies, Again?

You ever think, “boy it’s been a long time since I’ve gone to the theater, I wonder what’s playing,” and you check the paper or the internet or you call the theater (some people do that I guess) and within minutes you’re just pissed and your whole weekend is ruined? It’s like that for me every time I do box office predictions. I know last week everything sucked but let’s see what’s coming out this week? It’s always a let-down, and it always ruins my weekend.

Predictions:

  1. Spy Kids 4: Rise of the Planet of the Spy Kids
  2. Fright Night
  3. The Help
  4. Conan the Barbarian
  5. Planet of the Apes VII

You know? It’s like… ugh. I understand Spy Kids. I really do. Rodriguez does these for kids (which is fun for him and presumably his own kids) and then he turns around and takes the crazy profit from them and makes Sin City 2 and such. It’s a good business plan. I honestly forgot that they were remaking Fright Night, and I plan on continuing to forget it. Same with Conan, which I think they only made because the video game they released a couple years ago was mildly popular. Nothing else really major is opening this weekend, but Final Destination V and 30 Minutes Or Less are still wild cards. Anne Hathaway’s new Notebook-esque romance One Day opens as well, but with The Help already being a drama, I don’t think there’s enough room or hype to get it in position.

I hope it's as whimsical as the classic Conan.

In other news, my laptop is officially outdated as HP announced it’s done making computers and stuff. They’re following suit with IBM (partly) in that they’re going to focus on other lines of business. I assume that means printers and other business technologies, and not laptops. They’re still figuring out the best way to jump out of their sinking stealth-liner (it’s like a cruise liner but under cover of night) without getting their expensive shoes too wet, but my hope is that they just spin off their PC business and give the new spin off company a catchy name. Maybe something like A.C.P.C, or Rocktop Computers. I’d invest in that; it can’t be any more risky than investing in Compaq, which I’ve already done once in my life.

Compaq: on the forefront of everything that might implode on itself.

Today’s song of the day comes from old timers Low, from their more recent album C’mon. It’s entitled Especially Me, and is a slower piece with a driving rhythm. Definitely not something to get you going in the morning, but maybe something to keep you going in the middle of the day. Good times.

Home Improvement

After decades of research, I’ve concluded that the only negative side effect for never having gone to summer camp is an acute and definite lack of arts & crafts skills later in life. I’ve been attempting to better our home by constructing an honest baby crib mobile from the ground up utilizing ALL my craft supplies. That’s right, I’m talkin’ glue stick, maybe some colored pencils, like, some sort of scissors. Oh yeah, and a big ‘ol set of scented markers. You don’t have to read those last two sentences in Strong Bad’s voice, but it helps if you do (and explains my comma usage).

HI GUYS! Let's learn about the exciting world of hallucinogens! I mean glue!

It’s nice because it gives me something to do while not at work and the baby is sleeping that seems constructive. I do want to make it clear, however, that while the concept of what I’m making is grand and amazing, I’m doing rather poorly at executing my monumental vision. I can’t cut a straight line, I glue things improperly, and my yarn usage is shoddy at best. Still, I trudge on knowing that someday I’ll get to hang it from the ceiling or whatever and take a picture for the internet before it all comes crashing down (the mobile, that is, not the internet).

These hearts. I have to make 50 of them, armed with nothing but my own sense of industry.

Actually aside from that my schedule has been stilted and strange. I’m still spending an honorable amount of time working on new music (for the STARFISH CONTROVERSY!) in Sony Acid, browsing news sites, and watching Netflix, but not with the same ferocity that I once did. Instead of recording new tracks I’m just editing old ones. Instead of submitting to reddit I’m just browsing stories on NPR and Ars. And instead of watching movies or TV dramas I’m watching half-hour TV bits like Mr. Bean or Kids In The Hall. OBVIOUSLY this is because I can’t get too involved in anything due to the red-alertedness of the baby. It takes some getting used to, but in reality, it’s like taking my work life and turning into my home life. What do I mean? To put it delicately, instead of focusing on one thing that I enjoy and put all my effort into, I split it among a lot of areas that I can’t devote my utmost attention to. The only difference, here, is that at home I get to spend time with someone I actually enjoy being around for an extended period of time. Yay Juliet.

And yay swing contraption.

For those wondering how the cats have taken to the baby, put your minds at ease. Tayla has been on constant guard, ever-watching and protective. Brenna hasn’t noticed that we’ve brought a baby home, yet. Perhaps someday she will, but the point is that the cats are fine and neither have to be relocated and reallocated out to other cat-loving relatives (that don’t also own dogs). This is indeed good news, as our home dynamic is a fragile ecosystem that should never be tampered with.

Today’s song of the day is Holocene by Wisconsin-loving band Bon Iver. I know, I’ve been on a bit of an indie kick here, but this is a really beautiful song and (official) music video. Enjoy!

The Help.

So, you know those things that everybody says about the first bit after you get your newborn home? How it’s so hectic and you’re at your wits end and the dishes pile up?

It’s not entirely true. Or, at least, you don’t admit it’s true until your trying to change a diaper while fending off a cat with an episode of Mr. Bean roaring in the background (yay Netflix).

By and large Juliet has been suspiciously fine. She doesn’t cry too much for unbeknownst reasons and sleeps peacefully most of the time. She’s generally easy to figure out which makes our lives a bit easier. On top of this, my wife’s family has been extremely helpful in these first week here. This is only surprising to me because I keep my contact to my family at a safe minimum, which is best for all of us. My wife’s family on the other hand is much more akin to a television commercial family; the kind with the backyard barbecues and Sunday dinners. Juliet’s upbringing should be a healthy mix between the two extremes whether she likes it or not.

BOX OFFICE RESULTS!

  1. Apes: The Musical: The Movie
  2. The Help
  3. Glee // Final Destination 5
  4. Final Destination 5 // The Smurfs
  5. 30 Minutes Or Less

SO, I was pretty much right except for the glaring error of judgement that Glee would make the top five… or top ten. Apparently it SUCKS SO MUCH that it only grossed $5.9m and came in 11th, right behind The Change-Up (which has only totaled $25m so far). Yikes. I was just about to look up ratings stats for Glee (the TV show) and make an argument that it’s a franchise that’s probably dying off anyway, but I’m not about to Google Glee ratings. Seriously, it’s not that important.

Seriously, I'm not even image searching that show.

Do you like indie rock? Do you like The Muppets? If the answer to both is yes, then you are probably in your 20s. If you are (or aren’t) that’s cool, chill out. I was just going to mention that a myriad of indie rockers have been commissioned by Disney to do something called The Green Album, for which covers of classic muppet music are offered. The entire thing is available streaming on NPR (naturally), and it’s probably worth givin’ a listen. Most of it is what you’d expect and much more listenable than when goth rockers did a spoof Nightmare Before Christmas album. Man, that thing sucked. No, this is better, and to prove it I’m naming Andrew Bird’s cover of Bein’ Green my song of the day. Check it out!

The Help?

Ah, this brief moment is nice. Juliet is sleeping (or fake sleeping, doesn’t really matter) and I have a second to do what I do best: fail tremendously at attempting to pick the top 5 at the weekend box office.

  1. Rot Pot A
  2. The Help
  3. The Glee Movie Thing
  4. Final Destination 5
  5. 30 Minutes Or Less

Yeah, so, weird weekend. I don’t honestly think that Rot Pot has much of a chance this weekend, or rather it shouldn’t based on it’s relatively weak opening last week, but this upcoming weekend is a smorgasbord of movies that people will see, just not rush out to see. The Help is an early Academy Award attempt about overcoming adversity, Final Destination 5 could be named Saw VIII and no one would know the difference, and Glee has a movie which may in fact just be The Hannah Montana Miley Cyrus Best Of Both Worlds Tour In 3D. Don’t kid yourself, America. When Hollywood does the same concert movie trick for your television show that they did for Hannah Montana, then maybe you’re in the same demographic. 30 Minutes Or Less is a comedy that looks a bit better than the fare offered up the past few weeks, and is probably the heavily advertised Harold & Kumar movie for this season.

As opposed to "A Very Harold & Kumar Christmas", which is also this season's Harold & Kumar.

Needless to say, I don’t think I’ll be venturing out to the movies this weekend (for multiple obvious reasons). I do have to return to work tomorrow, though, which should give me a bit of time to reflect. Of course I might just go there and sleep for 3hrs. Sleep is a lot like reflection, I’m told, and I’m all for what people tell me.

Actually we kind of just have to make it through this weekend, as my mother-in-law will be in town to help out with Juliet starting Monday evening, which is good because the baby has a big week ahead of her. Aside from the multiple pediatrician and physical therapy appointments, she will most likely be forced to try on every single one of her 400+ outfits to find which best represent her state of being. She is most likely not prepared.

She was also ill-prepared for how big her new pants and hat combo would be on her. She didn't let it get her down.