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Sunday, August 29, 2004

Up With Down With Love
Posted by CKL @ 11:41 PM PST
Just watched Down With Love tonight, a fun movie which tries a little too hard sometimes but is nonetheless very lovable. Kinda like my cat.

Anyway, Ewan McGregor and Renee Zellweger do a great song-and-dance number over the closing credits that is probably worth the price of of the soundtrack. And I knew Ms. Zellweger was a triple threat, but I'm even more amazed after her uninterrupted, three-minute-long "reveal" speech in the third act, on which pretty much the whole movie depends and which she nails, pitch-perfect. Three minutes, one shot, no cutting. According to the director's commentary, they did six takes, and she nailed it on the fifth. Now that, boys and girls, is a professional actor.

But for my money, David Hyde Pierce still got the best line: "Where's the geisha? I need my shoes."


Sunday, August 22, 2004

Alton Brown
Posted by CKL @ 09:36 PM PST
Here's an animated GIF re-creation of Mr. Good Eats' appearance at the Stanford Shopping Center yesterday.

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Jerry got a much better photo of him holding her brass doorknobs. You might see it at soon.


Level-headed observation of the week
Posted by CKL @ 09:11 PM PST
"[O]nly in America could a $1.2-billion stock sale be considered a disappointment."
-- Tom Petruno, Los Angeles Times (free registration or BugMeNot required)

Wednesday, August 18, 2004

Sleep Deprivation
Posted by CKL @ 03:39 PM PST
The voices in my head have been active lately.

"Why can't you use your brain to just know the answer?" In a dream I had last night, my friend Chris said this. It makes no sense, but at the time, it seemed perfectly natural for him to be asking it.

"Do you dare to eat a peach, motherfucker?" T.S. Eliot meets David Mamet, I guess. This just popped into my head while I was waiting behind a line of cars in the left turn lane this morning. Very slow cars.

I definitely need more sleep.


Tuesday, August 17, 2004

The Body
Posted by CKL @ 01:19 PM PST
I didn't want to cry until I saw the flowers.

DeeAnn and I carpooled to work this morning. Less than a block from our house, at the corner of San Pierre and Ormonde, we saw a cat lying in the middle of the road. DeeAnn pulled over, and we both got out. Another woman, Lynn, also stopped to investigate. We formed a circle around the cat.

He was dead. He might have looked like he was sleeping, except for the blood that had leaked from his open mouth.

A few years ago, I came across the body of a dead squirrel. It was next to the curb, just off the sidewalk where I was walking. There was dried blood on its fur, and ants were swarming all over the body. I found some cardboard, scooped the body up, and left it near a tree. Then I kept walking.

That was a body. This was a cat.

He didn't have a collar. We wondered whether he might be one of the neighborhood cats. DeeAnn and I didn't recognize him. By now, several cars had passed, weaving around us. We decided we should move him off the street.

I called police dispatch and asked them to send animal control. DeeAnn went back to our house to get a cardboard box and some rubber gloves, and she and Lynn moved the cat into the box and onto the sidewalk. DeeAnn later told me his body was limp, and cold. He hadn't died too long ago.

We didn't want to leave the cat there, alone. We waited.

It took about twenty minutes for Palo Alto Animal Services to arrive. By then, we had discussed how we could notify the cat's owner, if he had one. We agreed that a photograph would be too gruesome to post initially, but would allow someone to positively identify the cat if they wanted.

DeeAnn went back to the house to get our camera. When she returned, she also had three roses, cut from one of the bushes in our backyard. She placed them in the box, next to the body. I took the picture.

I didn't want to cry until I saw the flowers.


Monday, August 16, 2004

Capsule Reactions
Posted by CKL @ 03:53 PM PST
Finally got back to seeing movies this past week.

The Village: once upon a time, there was a shaggy dog...
Pieces of April: dude, that's totally a wig.
Nowhere in Africa: quiet and effective.
Once Upon a Time in Mexico: I am thrilled, yet confused.

April and Mexico were both shot on high-definition video, which was obvious in some scenes due to streaking or frame rate. I'm generally pro-film in the film vs. video debate, but the particular look of video gave April an immediate, home-movie feel that worked well; and the colors in Mexico were almost oversaturated, adding to the not-quite-real quality of the story. It probably helped that I watched both movies on DVD, which meant they were direct digital transfers with no loss of quality (and no pixelation issues from being projected onto too large a screen at too low a resolution).


Saturday, August 14, 2004

As you know, Bob...
Posted by CKL @ 09:54 PM PST
Hear hear:
Can we please please please have a moratorium on Internet search engines figuring prominently in "thrillers"? I mean, come on, Google is a gift from the gods, and the other day when that virus made Google unusable, I felt like part of my brain had been cut off. But it simply is not, by any stretch of the imagination, "thrilling" to see a movie hero sitting at a computer typing. Not even when it's Denzel Washington. It's been said before and it will have to be said again, because this is the hip new way to get vital information across to a movie audience without having characters standing around saying things like "As you know, Bob, Manchurian Global is a totally evil corporation" so it's sure to keep showing up in "thrillers," but it has now officially Been Done To Death and is no longer cool.
-- The Flick Filosopher

Thursday, August 12, 2004

The Return of the Bass
Posted by CKL @ 11:19 PM PST
Tonight, I went to my first Richter Scales rehearsal in several weeks. I'd been busy with The Game through all of July. It was good to see the guys again and do some singing, but boy, did I forget a lot-- the rhythms in "Lazy Boy", the dynamics in "Where is Love", and quite a few notes all over the place. The problem is, I don't hear pitches in my head before I sing them. It's all sense memory. Maybe studying more theory will help me connect my intellectual understanding of music to the actual vocalization of it. Meanwhile, it's still fun.

Wednesday, August 11, 2004

Movin' On Up
Posted by CKL @ 12:55 AM PST
DeeAnn and I just signed a lease on a new place last night, thanks to and craigslist! I'm happy.

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