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Bad Blogger Jessica, Batman Begins, and Pigeons.

Friday, January 18th, 2008

I know it’s been eons since I wrote anything, but there are a few reasons for that. One, nothing that interesting has happened recently, if you don’t count the fact that my bathroom redo-ers had to submit draftings to the City of White Plains and they may not approve my bathroom redo for a month or two, which SUCKS. Two, I’ve been working a freelance job in Manhattan at a big ad agency and I don’t get home until 8:30. Then I snork down some food, watch something on TV for fifteen minutes and fall asleep on the couch. Good times, good times. So, between the nothing-of-interest-to-share and the tired-when-I-get-home, I’ve been neglecting the ole bloggybloo. I promised pictures of my new apartment and I shall deliver. I also have some purses that I painted that I will take pictures of as well and then, THEN my friends, there will be cool things to look at.
At work when there is nothing to do I watch illegally uploaded films hosted in China. They’re not very good quality and they have Chinese subtitles at the bottom, but whatever, they’re free and I’m trying to keep myself occupied during the lulls. I’m very excited to see the new Batman movie with Heath Ledger as The Joker (he looks cah-RAZEE in the preview), so I watched the Batman movie from 2005, Batman Begins. Umm, did anyone else think that it was kinda not so good? Like stilted acting and bad plot and whatnot? If you have the opportunity to see it, go ahead and pass. It’s… well, “bad” is a strong term. It’s just not very good. Let’s all pray Crazy Joker Heath will be better. Here’s the preview for the new Batman movie:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uk1Tz5bumhw

See? Cah-RAZEE.

I’m also reading a book called Pigeons: The Fascinating Saga of the World’s Most Revered and Reviled Bird. I like books about things. I’ve read:
Salt: A World History
The Dead Beat: Lost Souls, Lucky Stiffs, and the Perverse Pleasures of Obituaries
Cod: A Biography of the Fish That Changed the World
Stiff: The Curious Lives of Human Cadaver
A Mind of Its Own: A Cultural History of the Penis
Jewels: A Secret History
The Girls Who Went Away: The Hidden History of Women Who Surrendered Children for Adoption in the Decades Before Roe v. Wade

So right now, I’m reading about pigeons. I’ve learned a great deal about pigeons. I now consider myself very knowledgable on the rock dove. One thing that amuses and horrifies me is how, predictably, people decided to take genetics into their own hands and through selective breeding, made some of the weirdest-looking pigeons ever. For example, the fantail. The fantail is a nice bird, except that its chest is so big it can barely see over it. Eating has got to be a problem. Check it out:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FLMaCZ6IlgA&feature=related

Yeah. That’s the Pekinese of the pigeon world. Not good, people. Also, there’s a pigeon out there called a parlor roller. It rolls. Backwards. On the ground. No one knows why. Some people think it’s pigeon OCD. People get together and race their parlor rollers.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v1gXvYTu0f0

I don’t get it either. Pigeons is a very raw book, because people are very mean to pigeons and it addresses all of that. But if you’re interested in learning about them, I recommend it.

Absinthe and Sweeney Todd: The Movie.

Monday, December 24th, 2007

1. I was watching “Modern Marvels: Distilleries” and I learned all about absinthe. It doesn’t cause insanity or hallucinations like everyone says; That rumor was spread around by the French wine people because people were drinking absinthe instead of french wine and the wineys were… well, whiney. Absinthe is basically gin in the sense that it is neutral grain alcohol with herbs in it. Gin has juniper berries and then a collection of botanicals such as lemon and bitter orange peel, anise, angelica root and seed, orris root, licorice root, cinnamon, coriander, and cassia bark. Absinthe contains green anise, fennel and wormwood. Now, the interesting thing is that while you could probably make gin at home, you should not make absinthe because if you mess up the wormwood extract, you get too much of a substance called thujone which can cause renal failure and which in large quantities is a convulsive neurotoxin. So, no making “bathtub absinthe”.

2. I saw the Sweeney Todd movie on opening night, and I was pleasantly surprised at how good it was. I’ll tell you, I was scared because I am a big fan of the original 1982 DVD and I just didn’t see Johnny Depp in that role and I thought it would suck and be lame and all hollywood-ified. Happily, I was wrong. Tim Burton really captured the ickiness of the Industrial Age with the smoke and the coal and the overpowering greyness. Even though Johnny Depp totally looked like Edward Scissorhands, he pulled it off quite well. And they cut out several songs, one of which I hate so much I want to rip my eyes out and shove them in my ears when I hear it,* so that’s a plus. Only two things bothered me. One was the blood. Oh my goodness, was there blood. Frickin’ torrents of the stuff. The opening credits alone almost made me hurl (BLOOD! RUNNING IN GUTTERS TOWARDS YOU! BUBBLING AND FROTHING! ENJOY YOUR POPCORN!). Then there was the slitting of the throats (BLOOD! BEING ASPIRATED! SHOOTING OUT OF CAROTID ARTERIES! SPLURT SPLURT! GETTING IN YOUR PEPSI!) and the bodies dropping down the chute, did they have to SLAM into the ground like that, with the bone-snappy noise? Did we really need that? No, we didn’t. The other thing was the ending. The ending of the original musical is so creepy, with the Toby reciting poetry and grinding meat and generally going batpoop insane. In the movie, Toby says nothing, slits Sweeney’s throat, Sweeney bleeds out all over the floor (BLOOD! LIKE A WATERFALL! A WATERFALL OF CAMPBELL’S TOMATO SOUP! IN YOUR NACHOS!), aaaaaaaand… the credits roll. Wha-huh? You left out the creepiest part? Why did you do that, Tim Burton? It’s a no-brainer – little kids reciting poetry while slitting throats is CREEPY as HELL. And then grinding meat with the corpses all around – ULTRA-CREEPY. And you chose to leave that out? I am not happy about that, Tim, not happy at all. But it was good otherwise and I recommend you see it in the theaters because I don’t think it will have the same impact on your TV.

* “Kiss Me”. God, that’s a grating song. Actually, anything sung by Anthony and Joanna is grating to me. I find most heinous the romances where the couple just met two seconds ago, but they know they’re going to be together forever and then they sing about deep meaningful instantaneous love for ten minutes. Les Miserables is another one. Hello, France is at war, Marius and Cosette. Nobody cares about how you just met. Go to a cafe for a few hours, chat for a while, see if you have interests in common before you start professing lifelong commitment. People like you is why people like me have to drink vodka for breakfast.

Addendum: Ah, YouTube, you never fail me.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CNkPqPVCXX8

Here’s the opening sequence. Enjoy your popcorn.

Alvin and the Chipmunks.

Monday, December 17th, 2007

There’s a movie out, Alvin and the Chipmunks. No, really. They made a movie. Jason Lee’s in it. Here, look.

http://www.thechipmunks.com/

The only problem I’m having is that the chipmunks use those high-pitched voices. Now, I’ve watched a little-known film called Joe’s Apartment maybe twenty times and I know all the songs from it by heart. It’s a movie about a guy who moves to New York and his apartment is inhabited by singing, dancing cockroaches. It’s a great film. However, these thespian roaches have the same high-pitched voices as the chipmunks, so I cannot see a preview for this stupid Chipmunk film without thinking of this:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sBM5DdIB53E

And if you enjoyed that and don’t have a problem seeing the nastiest bathroom in the world, there’s also this:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nk97Oil2qnc

The thing I saw on the street.

Monday, December 10th, 2007

I’ll get to the thing I saw on the street momentarily. I saw a play yesterday and it was terrific. I would highly recommend it to people who like straight plays, no music. It’s called “August: Osage County”. Go see it if you have the chance. When I found out it was three hours and twenty minutes long, I got all kinds of concerned, but it didn’t feel long at all. There’s one character, the family patriarch named Beverly Weston, who opens the show with a long story that really clarifies his character and helps us understand his wife’s character as well. The way this particular actor chose to speak was great. He would bark his sentences and yell certain words for emphasis. All of his sentences ended with exclamation points. “I noticed we were LOW on EGGS! So I went to the FOOD MART and picked some UP! Now we can make TOAST to go with the EGGS! Prob’ly shoulda picked up some MILK, but I FORGOT!” etc. For some reason, I just got a kick out of listening to him talk. By the way, this has almost nothing to do with the play, so I’m not ruining it for you, you can still see it and it will still be terrific. Also, the set is neato too. It’s a whole house onstage, the whole thing. You can see a picture of it on their website (so technically I’m still not ruining the play).

Okay, so I was walking to the theater and I passed a record company that had pictures of recent CD covers on the outside of their building. Here is the picture that caused me to laugh:

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Let me explain. When I was a child, I read a great deal of Roald Dahl. Roald Dahl wrote a book called The BFG (The Big Friendly Giant) which is a phenomenal children’s book. There’s a big friendly giant in it, but there are also big yucky unwashed hairy giants who eat children out of their beds at night. Some of the names of the bad nasty giants are Childchewer, Gizzardgulper, Maidmasher, Meatdripper aaaaaaaand Bonecruncher. See the name of the artist on the CD in the middle there? When I saw that, all I could picture is the illustrations in my copy of The BFG from my childhood. I thought the album cover would look much better like this:

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Quentin Blake’s illustrations really capture a sense of unwashed blechiness, don’t they? So, quick recap: If you’re in the New York area, see August: Osage County. And if you like to read, buy The BFG and read it.

The Bathing Beauties’ Progress.

Monday, September 3rd, 2007

You know, now they do look rather lovely I must say. I mounted the paper illustrations I made to boards and painted the boards black with a little brown tinting to give it some dimension. Then I painted the names of the fish in gold paint (the paintings are artistic AND informative!). I think I will redo the anglerfish’s lettering, it’s too high and not diverse enough in size compared to the other fishies. Other than that, spray with some matte crystal clear and we’re done! I love them, I really do.

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Also, in totally unrelated news, I saw Julie Delpy’s movie this weekend, 2 Days In Paris. My boyfriend Cricket loves Julie Delpy. Actually, love is too soft a word. Saying he loves Julie Delpy is, as Dave Barry once said, like calling someone “a heroin fancier”. So as soon as we found out that she had written, directed, produced and acted in a movie, we had to go. Cricket made my parents go as well (“We all must support Julie!”). I didn’t know what to expect, but it was really good. The dialogue was funny and her parents in the film (played by her parents in real life) were hysterical. It didn’t have a point so it’s not going to change anyone’s life, but still a good film worth seeing. It did remind me of one thing – all of Julie’s friends in the film are artists, and they are ANNOYING. Whenever anyone calls me an artist, I bristle. Artists have MUSES and VISIONS and have to CREATE to release these pent-up demons within, blabitty blah blah. I draw and paint because I enjoy it, but I also want to try to make a living from it, and I’m willing to compromise. By the way, this goes for musicians as well. Whenever one of my friends said, “I’m dating a musician!” I would think, “Great, good for you, tell me how that works out.” All of them were shocked when I started dating Cricket, who has quite possibly the most boring job ever (software programmer). But we’re still together (five years!) because no one has to break off a dinner engagement to run home, immerse themselves in paint and throw themselves at a canvas to express the repressed memory of having their lunch money stolen in second grade.

Harry Potter and The Deathly Hallows – done.

Wednesday, August 1st, 2007

Sorry for the absence, I have Weeeeendows Veeeeesta at home and I, for some reason, cannot enter blog entries there. I think it is an Internet Explorer problem. No matter, I will download Firefox and all will be well (hopefully). So, I finished HP and the DH on Friday and Neville, while extremely helpful in the kicking-Voldemort-to-the-curb action, did not save the day singlehandedly. Sigh. One thing I did notice was the whole heck of a lot of violence in this book. How are they going to turn this into a movie for kids? My favorite moment of this is when Harry goes to visit this old lady who supposedly can help him on his quest to return the ring to Mordor or whatever. He comments on how bad her house smells, like rotting meat (foreshadowing!). He goes upstairs with her and – poof! – her neck pops open like a Pez dispenser and a giant snake slithers from her rotting corpse/shell. Okay, I don’t know about you, but seeing that on film would scare the bejeezus out of me and I’m old. What is some youngster going to think? I forsee nightmares in many children’s futures.

Harry Potter and The Deathly Hallows – page 570.

Friday, July 27th, 2007

NEVILLE! Oh my gosh, it’s Neville! Neville Longbottom! He just came out of a painting – no one else, just Neville – this is AWESOME! My Neville-saves-the-day dream might actually come true! I need to keep reading – Go Team Neville! Whoo hoo!

Harry Potter and The Deathly Hallows – page 430.

Thursday, July 26th, 2007

Okay, now it’s vaguely starting to get interesting, but they’ve only mentioned Neville once for like, two seconds. My Neville-saves-the-day dream is going down the toilet rapidly. But no! I shall continue to hope! Go Team Neville! Longbottom rulez!

Harry Potter and The Deathly Hallows – page 177.

Tuesday, July 24th, 2007

So far no mention of Neville Longbottom. I think my theory is not going to come true. But I’m going to keep rooting for him. Go, Team Neville!

More Harry Potter posting.

Thursday, July 12th, 2007

Oh so frustrating. My co-worker A. is only up to Harry Potter and The Goblet Of Fire, and I just bought this t-shirt:

http://www.threadless.com/product/844/Spoilt

I can’t wear it because of the Harry Potter niblet in the middle area. Argh! I don’t want to ruin the surprise for A., but now I have to wait for him to read TWO MORE BOOKS (and those damn things are tomes, I tell you, they are Stephen King long) before I can wear my shirt. And it’s such a GOOD shirt. Phooey.