01.07.09

Movie Review

Posted in The ins and outs...., Knitting.... at 2:19 pm by smarriott

I guess you could call this my foreign film review for the month. Nothing better to battle the winter sniffles than some good sleep, warm coffee or tea, soup, and a good movie to snuggle in with on the couch. Of course, happy, sweet pups are good to snuggle with, too, and I’ve had plenty of that as well.

The first movie is Das Leben der Anderen, in English it is “The Lives of Others.” Even J liked this one. Its a film about the GDR and its Stasi (German police) in East Germany and their spying techniques on local artists. Of course, its a little more detailed than that, but I won’t spoil it for you. Lets just say its about character, the effects of social milieus, and the price of morality in Communist Germany. Excellent movie. I might even watch it again.

The next movie that I just finished a few hours ago is Le Fils de l’epicier , translated “The Grocer’s Son.” This one is a French film about a man living in the city forced to return home to Provence after 10 years to work his father’s country grocery store. Oh, poor guy has to live in Provence. The store is not really a store but a traveling deli van that delivers goods to the elderly living way out in the country. The son is cranky and difficult to get a long with. He resents being home and his father, while at the same time is dealing with unrequited for a girlfriend. The trip home is a good way to prove his feelings, but ultimately ends up disastrous. There’s more to it, again. Family feuds, personal struggles and finding oneself. The background is beautiful and the scenes quaint. Makes me want to move to France and raise sheep. I, of course, loved the feisty old women and that everyone eats “tins of peas.” I may just eat them myself.

Next we have Hors de prix. This is another French film staring Audrey Tautou from such films as Le Fabuleux destin d’Amelie Poulain (Amelie, 2001) and my favorite Dirty, Pretty, Things. This one is a bit different than the above. It’s a cute romantic comedy; not exactly thought-provoking but it’s entertaining. Like I said, it’s a romantic comedy. ‘Nuff said.

Finally, I recommend Lars and the Real Girl. This one I watched last month, but I just can’t stop thinking about it. In fact I watched it twice in the same day. It’s about a small country town up north, probably Minnesota somewhere, and how they deal with Lars, an awkward chap who just doesn’t deal well with real people. It also stars some of my favorite actresses Emily Mortimer and Patricia Clarkson. All of the characters are wonderful in this movie. I highly recommend it.

I’ve been using all this movie time to work on my socks. I’m nearly done with the first one. They are of the toe-up variety. My first attempt at this “easier” sock pattern. Toe-up socks are a bit easier; it just takes a little while to decipher the directions. Once you get those down its a piece of cake, especially the heel since its exactly like the toe. I’d supply you with a picture, but J can’t find the camera.

01.01.09

January 1st.

Posted in The ins and outs.... at 7:17 pm by smarriott

It’s a New Year. I thought I might mention that in case you, the reader, have been living in some hole somewhere and did not know that. Quite possible, I guess, for someone to not realize it’s the first of the year. Caught me off guard. I worked, OF COURSE. That’s all I’ve been doing lately. I’m not upset about it. Extra pay, where do I sign up? I especially need it with international travels fast approaching.

When I was younger, New Year’s Eve was always a magical time. I loved staying up late and staring down the clock for the exact moment the time changed. It was even better than Xmas, well, in a different way, I guess. It could have been that I just liked getting to stay up late. At the same time, there was something special about the thought of new beginnings, a chance to do everything different. Nothing changed, mind you. But the thought was there and there was something so refreshing about it. This year it was kind of blah. I looked up from charting and it was like “oh, its midnight, time to give X their medicine”. This may sound sad and pathetic, but I don’t think so.

I think it means that right now things are good, grounded maybe. I don’t need new beginnings? I like the thought of that; the idea that I’m not in a temporary place. It could also mean that I’ve grown up and don’t believe in magic anymore. But I’ll choose the less pessimistic view for now. Still there is something pure about a new year, well, once one has come out of the drunken haze of the previous year that is. Not for me. I drove home in a very clairvoyant attitude.

One thing that has always struck me as odd, however, is “year-end reviews.” I saw one on the “Today Show” this morning…. worthless. Maybe they are supposed to be. Then again, I have trouble remembering what I ate for dinner a few nights ago. Forget something that happened back in February, it’s no longer categorized. The big events, sure. Special events, no problem, but honestly, I’ve always preferred the feeling of a moment rather than the actual events. Like a warm drink on a cold night with a cozy blanket, you don’t remember every night like that, but a general feeling of home and security during the winter. That’s how my consciousness works, I guess.

As I drove home today, I tried to construct so said “year-end review.” I think I probably could have done it, but I settled on creating a top five soundtrack for the year.
Talking Heads “This Must Be The Place”

Beirut “Elephant Gun” and “Scenic World”

The National “Abel”

Andrew Bird “Plasticities”

Broken Social Scene “Stars and Sons”