4.19.2012
1.01.2011
The 2nd Decade of the 2nd Millennium of My 1st Lifetime.
Things not invited back for 2011 -
1. Doublespeak about "great advancements" from NASA - a.k.a. our headless, crippled and now grounded space program
2. Celebrity tweets about how rich they are - Heck, let's just say celebrity tweets in general
3. Bookstore closures
4. Betty White
5. Words coming out of Kanye West's mouth that aren't set to music
6. The myth of increased holiday suicides
7. B.A.N.A.N.A.ism
8. Pajamajeans
9. Misguided missionaries
10. The casual use of the word "epic"
1. Doublespeak about "great advancements" from NASA - a.k.a. our headless, crippled and now grounded space program
2. Celebrity tweets about how rich they are - Heck, let's just say celebrity tweets in general
3. Bookstore closures
4. Betty White
5. Words coming out of Kanye West's mouth that aren't set to music
6. The myth of increased holiday suicides
7. B.A.N.A.N.A.ism
8. Pajamajeans
9. Misguided missionaries
10. The casual use of the word "epic"
8.02.2010
3.18.2010
2.07.2010
Epic Fights Need Epic Warcries
My friend Jenny and I were chatting several months ago about some of the battles between titans that we'd enjoy seeing. Sharks vs. lava monsters, Chuck Norris vs. Beatrix Kiddo, etc. The one we really latched onto, however, was cannibals vs. zombies, which seems like an appropriate match-up. I think it would be a short-lived battle, however, as the flesh of the zombies would probably turn the cannibals into their comrades. Perhaps we could refashion the infamous Boise Hole as a modern-day Colosseum for them to duke and dine in.
In the interest of marketing the event (a man's gotta make a dollar, right?), I've compiled a list of slogans based on popular food mottoes. I'm hoping that companies might sponsor these battles if they already have a catchy phrase slightly tweaked to fit. Here they are -
1. SUBWAY - Eat Flesh!
2. FOLGERS - The Best Part of Waking Up is Fingers in Your Cup.
3. TACO BELL - Make a Run For the Bored Guy.
A couple that didn't even need modification -
4. KFC - Finger Lickin' Good!
5. MANWICH - You Don't Have to be a Man to Love Manwich!
And one very disturbing non-mod -
6. RICE KRISPIES - Snap, Crackle and Pop!
BONUS: Two electronics slogans modded -
7. AT&T - Reach Out and Munch Someone.
8. TIMEX - Takes a Licking and Keeps on Kicking!
2.01.2010
With A Vengeance?
It's sometimes an embarrassing affair to return to a neglected blog. One can't simply flounce in with a cheerily announced "I'm back!" when you know you've kept (a very few) people waiting. Thankfully, you've all been patient with my slothful silence and even kindly refrained from leaving impatient comments (the digital equivalent of watch-glancing, toe-tapping). I'm coming back around the corner, and while I detest the idea of needing the change of a calendar to make a change in your life, I'm determined to make millenial decade dos a different beast. Therefore, playing the hit-or-miss renagade writer will give way to a new role for Trespasser. As you know, I have multiple interests - I work at a bookstore, write film critiques and have a weekly radio program (not to mention working as a dancer and actor). I don't have these jobs because they provide the best income - far from the case! - but because I'm interested in the topics to which they expose me. I'm a lifelong student, but one who values the community of learning. Therefore I'll be sharing what I learn thrice monthly, with a post apiece about what tunes strike me as tympanically pleasing, what words my eyes scroll over and what films (if not payed attention to for payment) tickled my film-loving fancy. At least three blogs a month? I think I can manage.
1.29.2010
A Shameful Admission
BACKPOST: This was compiled in March, 2009, but it never quite made it onto the web, so here it is now.
Growing up, my mother always told me "Think before you speak," words of advice that I slowly, painfully took to heart. Perhaps the worst instance of foot in mouth I experienced was when my older sister got back from summer camp. When my mom informed her that our beta fish had died during her absence, I kindly tried to warn her "Are you going to cry? Be prepared to cry more." And so she indelicately learned that her pet guinea pig Thumper had also passed away. Needless to say, I eventually learned to keep my mouth shut. And then...
Twitter happened.
This "social networking" site thrives on people spinning off thoughts with immediate and careless abandon. I was doomed from the start. But on the bright side, I became a lot more interesting of a person in the last 15 years, so my off-the-cuff remarks actually have a small modicum of value, in my own opinion. I've compiled for you some of my favorite tweets of the last month. According to my friends, I also have an incurable need to do things differently, which is why the first word in each tweet is capitalized.
BELLYACHING about his bellyache. 10:51 PM Mar 8th from txt
IS LOATH to wash away this morning's stupendously wacky bedhead. 2:28 PM Mar 15th from txt
THINKS grilled cheese is groovy and grillz are just cheesy. 4:12 PM Mar 17th from txt
THINKS there's too much green in my life. This is not an environmental statement, simply an aesthetic observation. 4:52 PM Mar 18th from txt
NEVER try to upstage a redhead. You and your blah hair don't stand a chance.12:46 PM Mar 19th from txt
CAPITAL letters are like a juicy pickle - relish the exceptional crunch, but do so sparingly. 2:25 PM Mar 23rd from txt
MORE important than asking "who let the dogs out?" is answering "who's going to clean the mess off of the neighbor's lawn?" 9:20 AM Mar 25th from mobile web
TOOK class with Ballet Idaho. It was cinematic. They drag in oversized bags and bite-sized dogs. IDT dancers get scolded for having coffee. 10:10 PM Mar 25th from txt
DON'T you wish everyone was more tolerant? Lactose-tolerant, I mean. It ain't no kinda life without good cheese. 8:13 PM Mar 26th from txt
NOT such a big deal to fall asleep reading tweets if in bed. Bad idea in bathtub. Which I just did--wetronics. 1:48 AM Mar 27th from mobile web
TWITTER will be the death of my battery. 11:44 AM Mar 27th from txt
ISN'T it funny how "ain't" doesn't qualify as a real word, but we consider it a contraction and punctuate it accordingly? 2:14 PM Mar 27th from txt
WHO wears short shorts? People with short legs, DUH! 9:49 PM Mar 27th from web
SOBRIETY check - Spelling? Pretty good. Punctuation? All there. Syntax? Kinda weak. I should call a cab. 2:32 AM Mar 28th from txt
GIVEN a 50/50 chance, I'm 80% sure to get it wrong. 10:47 AM Mar 28th from txt
TWO most important meals of the day -- Coffee and dieting. Oreos are a close third. 7:22 PM Mar 28th from txt
LET'S declare tomorrow National "Bare Your Best Bruise" Day. It's the skin art that smarts! 12:32 PM Mar 29th from txt
ONBOARD with the concept of "I think, therefore I am," but have seen precious little evidence that the reverse is true. 1:52 PM Mar 29th from txt
MONDAYS always make me feel like a catwalk-strutting supermodel. I'm hungry, running late and look like I was dressed by a loony. 9:06 AM Mar 30th from web
HAVE the same expectations for your snooze button as you would for sleeping with a celebrity - you only get to hit that once. 11:18 PM Mar 30th from web
LET'S make a deal, weather gods. Give me sunshine to run to my car, and you can rain on my first parade. 4:00 PM Mar 31st from txt
MAN, your car ROCKS! Look how smoothly you cut me off! 8:18 PM Mar 31st from txt
JUST called my dog "dawg." It was sort of a joke, and no one was around, but I still feel ridiculous. 8:27 AM Apr 1st from web
HEADED to the Jemnasium. That what I call the place in my mind that I go to when I don't want to talk to people at the gymnasium. 6:58 PM Apr 1st from web
MY five o'clock shadow is more of a nocturnal beast. It only comes out late at night. 8:44 PM Apr 1st from mobile web
BLUgals w/wildgeese&whiskrs on roses-moonflakes & kitns w/snitzl 4 noses-britecopr dogbees w/silvrwite wings-dese RA few o my fevrish dreams. 9:37 PM Apr 1st from web
WELL I cleaned THAT pudding cup's clock! 6:32 PM Apr 2nd from web
TOO much self-reflection fogs up the mirror. 5:45 PM Apr 3rd from txt
GEEZ, even mini-bagels don't fit in normal toasters. Same annoyance, less numminess. 8:12 PM Apr 3rd from web
IT'S embarrassing trying to spell embarrass without a spell checker. 9:25 PM Apr 4th from mobile web
@colinmansfield OVERUSING abbreviations is much like teenaged mumbling. Speak up, boy! Grandpa Jem can't understand a wrd yr sying! 7:39 PM Apr 5th from txt
PRACTICING my smarmy smirk and fumbling gunplay. I hear henchman is a recession-proof position. Gonna need a blingy pinkie ring too. 8:33 PM Apr 5th from txt
HATING cat hair all over my legs! By extension, I hate that ball of future follicle transfer sleeping over on that couch. 5:00 PM Apr 6th from web
FRED meyer won't tell me their gas prices over the phone. Do they NOT want me to drive out of my way to give them business? 9:08 PM Apr 6th from txt
ARE sculpture artists just being uppity when they call their work "landscape poetry?" It might be poetic, yes, but it doesn't have metre. 9:24 PM Apr 6th from txt
MY favorite word right now - belligerent. Use it on a friend. You won't regret it. 6:49 PM Apr 7th from txt
GUESS who forgot to return an uncle's plunger and now is doing so at two in the morning? You'll probably get it on the first try. 1:52 AM Apr 9th from txt
GUESS who is now barefootedly dumpster-diving behind Savers, in the rain, with his fly open? You have ten guesses. 2:06 AM Apr 9th from txt
TODAY'S to do list - Shave. Everything. 10:37 AM Apr 9th from mobile web
AGGRESSIVE driver? No, just very talented. 4:02 PM Apr 9th from txt
IF girls have moxie, what do boys have? Guff? 5:25 PM Apr 9th from txt
IDT "Full Throttle" continues tonight! 8:00 @ SPEC. Free intermission performance by the Jonas Brothers! 3:16 PM Apr 10th from web
TAKING off waterproof makeup is like bathing a three-year old. You're only marginally successful, and end up with soap in your eyes. 5:44 PM Apr 12th from txt
MY diet ended six hours ago. I kicked it out of the car when I turned onto ROCKY ROAD!!! 11:06 PM Apr 12th from txt
THINKING "mother of pearl!" will be my new expletive of choice. Cute, inoffensive and the perfect number of syllables. 1:38 PM Apr 13th from mobile web
NAPPING seems to make/returns easier to face/1040EZzzzzz. A slothful haiku. 4:38 PM Apr 14th from txt
BELIEVES in dragons and true love and many other myths. 10:09 AM Apr 15th from txt
MY phone is so cute. Its plaintive chirps for more juice grow fainter and fainter... like a grown-up's tamagatchi. 2:56 PM Apr 15th from web
DADGUMIT! Forgot to buy coffee for the morn. My crack habit has once again come between me and my primary addiction. about 20 hours ago from web
@ilaQuinn DIDN'T you know? Coffee is a gateway drug to a life of sleezy alertness & debauched productivity. Crack just makes you dance weird. about 20 hours ago from web
MY nasal infection must have hit a spring thaw. Everything's moving downhill now. about 19 hours ago from web
JUST saw a lonesome squirrel tail sans arboreal rodent. Mister Nutkin, could this be yours? about 8 hours ago from txt
SORRY. I'm not officially authorized to deal with your sass. Please try the Pushover Department next door. about 8 hours ago from txt
ABOUT to eat my first bite ever of shepherd's pie. I imagine it will taste like a Donner party in my mouth. about 4 hours ago from txt
YOU CAN FOLLOW MY TWITTER AT WWW.TWITTER.COM/TERRETYETH or CHECK THE SIDEBAR ON THIS BLOG.
Growing up, my mother always told me "Think before you speak," words of advice that I slowly, painfully took to heart. Perhaps the worst instance of foot in mouth I experienced was when my older sister got back from summer camp. When my mom informed her that our beta fish had died during her absence, I kindly tried to warn her "Are you going to cry? Be prepared to cry more." And so she indelicately learned that her pet guinea pig Thumper had also passed away. Needless to say, I eventually learned to keep my mouth shut. And then...
Twitter happened.
This "social networking" site thrives on people spinning off thoughts with immediate and careless abandon. I was doomed from the start. But on the bright side, I became a lot more interesting of a person in the last 15 years, so my off-the-cuff remarks actually have a small modicum of value, in my own opinion. I've compiled for you some of my favorite tweets of the last month. According to my friends, I also have an incurable need to do things differently, which is why the first word in each tweet is capitalized.
BELLYACHING about his bellyache. 10:51 PM Mar 8th from txt
IS LOATH to wash away this morning's stupendously wacky bedhead. 2:28 PM Mar 15th from txt
THINKS grilled cheese is groovy and grillz are just cheesy. 4:12 PM Mar 17th from txt
THINKS there's too much green in my life. This is not an environmental statement, simply an aesthetic observation. 4:52 PM Mar 18th from txt
NEVER try to upstage a redhead. You and your blah hair don't stand a chance.12:46 PM Mar 19th from txt
CAPITAL letters are like a juicy pickle - relish the exceptional crunch, but do so sparingly. 2:25 PM Mar 23rd from txt
MORE important than asking "who let the dogs out?" is answering "who's going to clean the mess off of the neighbor's lawn?" 9:20 AM Mar 25th from mobile web
TOOK class with Ballet Idaho. It was cinematic. They drag in oversized bags and bite-sized dogs. IDT dancers get scolded for having coffee. 10:10 PM Mar 25th from txt
DON'T you wish everyone was more tolerant? Lactose-tolerant, I mean. It ain't no kinda life without good cheese. 8:13 PM Mar 26th from txt
NOT such a big deal to fall asleep reading tweets if in bed. Bad idea in bathtub. Which I just did--wetronics. 1:48 AM Mar 27th from mobile web
TWITTER will be the death of my battery. 11:44 AM Mar 27th from txt
ISN'T it funny how "ain't" doesn't qualify as a real word, but we consider it a contraction and punctuate it accordingly? 2:14 PM Mar 27th from txt
WHO wears short shorts? People with short legs, DUH! 9:49 PM Mar 27th from web
SOBRIETY check - Spelling? Pretty good. Punctuation? All there. Syntax? Kinda weak. I should call a cab. 2:32 AM Mar 28th from txt
GIVEN a 50/50 chance, I'm 80% sure to get it wrong. 10:47 AM Mar 28th from txt
TWO most important meals of the day -- Coffee and dieting. Oreos are a close third. 7:22 PM Mar 28th from txt
LET'S declare tomorrow National "Bare Your Best Bruise" Day. It's the skin art that smarts! 12:32 PM Mar 29th from txt
ONBOARD with the concept of "I think, therefore I am," but have seen precious little evidence that the reverse is true. 1:52 PM Mar 29th from txt
MONDAYS always make me feel like a catwalk-strutting supermodel. I'm hungry, running late and look like I was dressed by a loony. 9:06 AM Mar 30th from web
HAVE the same expectations for your snooze button as you would for sleeping with a celebrity - you only get to hit that once. 11:18 PM Mar 30th from web
LET'S make a deal, weather gods. Give me sunshine to run to my car, and you can rain on my first parade. 4:00 PM Mar 31st from txt
MAN, your car ROCKS! Look how smoothly you cut me off! 8:18 PM Mar 31st from txt
JUST called my dog "dawg." It was sort of a joke, and no one was around, but I still feel ridiculous. 8:27 AM Apr 1st from web
HEADED to the Jemnasium. That what I call the place in my mind that I go to when I don't want to talk to people at the gymnasium. 6:58 PM Apr 1st from web
MY five o'clock shadow is more of a nocturnal beast. It only comes out late at night. 8:44 PM Apr 1st from mobile web
BLUgals w/wildgeese&whiskrs on roses-moonflakes & kitns w/snitzl 4 noses-britecopr dogbees w/silvrwite wings-dese RA few o my fevrish dreams. 9:37 PM Apr 1st from web
WELL I cleaned THAT pudding cup's clock! 6:32 PM Apr 2nd from web
TOO much self-reflection fogs up the mirror. 5:45 PM Apr 3rd from txt
GEEZ, even mini-bagels don't fit in normal toasters. Same annoyance, less numminess. 8:12 PM Apr 3rd from web
IT'S embarrassing trying to spell embarrass without a spell checker. 9:25 PM Apr 4th from mobile web
@colinmansfield OVERUSING abbreviations is much like teenaged mumbling. Speak up, boy! Grandpa Jem can't understand a wrd yr sying! 7:39 PM Apr 5th from txt
PRACTICING my smarmy smirk and fumbling gunplay. I hear henchman is a recession-proof position. Gonna need a blingy pinkie ring too. 8:33 PM Apr 5th from txt
HATING cat hair all over my legs! By extension, I hate that ball of future follicle transfer sleeping over on that couch. 5:00 PM Apr 6th from web
FRED meyer won't tell me their gas prices over the phone. Do they NOT want me to drive out of my way to give them business? 9:08 PM Apr 6th from txt
ARE sculpture artists just being uppity when they call their work "landscape poetry?" It might be poetic, yes, but it doesn't have metre. 9:24 PM Apr 6th from txt
MY favorite word right now - belligerent. Use it on a friend. You won't regret it. 6:49 PM Apr 7th from txt
GUESS who forgot to return an uncle's plunger and now is doing so at two in the morning? You'll probably get it on the first try. 1:52 AM Apr 9th from txt
GUESS who is now barefootedly dumpster-diving behind Savers, in the rain, with his fly open? You have ten guesses. 2:06 AM Apr 9th from txt
TODAY'S to do list - Shave. Everything. 10:37 AM Apr 9th from mobile web
AGGRESSIVE driver? No, just very talented. 4:02 PM Apr 9th from txt
IF girls have moxie, what do boys have? Guff? 5:25 PM Apr 9th from txt
IDT "Full Throttle" continues tonight! 8:00 @ SPEC. Free intermission performance by the Jonas Brothers! 3:16 PM Apr 10th from web
TAKING off waterproof makeup is like bathing a three-year old. You're only marginally successful, and end up with soap in your eyes. 5:44 PM Apr 12th from txt
MY diet ended six hours ago. I kicked it out of the car when I turned onto ROCKY ROAD!!! 11:06 PM Apr 12th from txt
THINKING "mother of pearl!" will be my new expletive of choice. Cute, inoffensive and the perfect number of syllables. 1:38 PM Apr 13th from mobile web
NAPPING seems to make/returns easier to face/1040EZzzzzz. A slothful haiku. 4:38 PM Apr 14th from txt
BELIEVES in dragons and true love and many other myths. 10:09 AM Apr 15th from txt
MY phone is so cute. Its plaintive chirps for more juice grow fainter and fainter... like a grown-up's tamagatchi. 2:56 PM Apr 15th from web
DADGUMIT! Forgot to buy coffee for the morn. My crack habit has once again come between me and my primary addiction. about 20 hours ago from web
@ilaQuinn DIDN'T you know? Coffee is a gateway drug to a life of sleezy alertness & debauched productivity. Crack just makes you dance weird. about 20 hours ago from web
MY nasal infection must have hit a spring thaw. Everything's moving downhill now. about 19 hours ago from web
JUST saw a lonesome squirrel tail sans arboreal rodent. Mister Nutkin, could this be yours? about 8 hours ago from txt
SORRY. I'm not officially authorized to deal with your sass. Please try the Pushover Department next door. about 8 hours ago from txt
ABOUT to eat my first bite ever of shepherd's pie. I imagine it will taste like a Donner party in my mouth. about 4 hours ago from txt
YOU CAN FOLLOW MY TWITTER AT WWW.TWITTER.COM/TERRETYETH or CHECK THE SIDEBAR ON THIS BLOG.
1.25.2010
One of the crack-slippers
Once in a great while (fortunately a rare occurance), an article I've worked on is deemed untimely, too obscure of a subject or simply chopped for space. While I've mostly kept these back from being published elsewhere, I'm giving you this one for free.
A Space Oddity
Christmas on Mars is not your typical band film.
by Jeremiah Robert Wierenga
No one can accuse the Flaming Lips of doing things halfway. While your average rock frontman might crowd-surf, lead singer Wayne Coyne typically traverses atop concert-goers in a giant plastic bubble. Many groups have released a double album; In 1997 the Lips spun out Zaireeka, a four-disc epic designed to be played simultaneously on four stereos. So it's little wonder that Coyne and company, when deciding to foray into filmmaking, didn't just show up on set for a pre-written picture show. Christmas on Mars, the group's 2008 sci-fi yuletime psych-fable, is written, scored, directed and acted by members of the band, with longtime collaborators Bradley Beesley and George Salisbury assisting with cinematography and editing.
Mars has been recently colonized, but a series of mechanical breakdowns and the prenatal tensions surrounding the first homesteader pregnancy - an out-of-utero event scientifically timed to terminate with a Christ-like Christmas morning birth - has created a dismal and hopeless atmosphere amongst the settlers. With untreated injuries and low oxygen-induced hallucinations, the station's workers encounter visions of vulva-headed marching bands and decomposing babies. Major Syrtis (Steven Drozd - guitar, keys) is tasked with organizing the outpost's first Christmas pageant in order to improve morale. After his original Santa commits a space-lock suicide, Syrtis encounters a silent, green-skinned spaceman (Wayne Coyne - vocals, guitar) who passively steps into the role as Syrtis struggles to remain in control of his own sanity.
Imagine the psychedelic imagery of Stanley Kubrick's 2001: A Space Odyssey (1968) mixed with production values recalling Ed Wood's Plan 9 from Outer Space (1959) and you're still only partway to envisaging this film. Unlike typical band movies, Christmas on Mars doesn't feature any songs - excepting an a capella duet of Silent Night sung by Drozd and SNL's Fred Armisen. Instead, the Lips score the film to coincide with onscreen light flashes and color sequences. Shot primarily on 16mm film on sets built in and around Coyne's Oklahoma City house, the film has a DIY charm as l.e.d. light fans and re-purposed police tape accentuate the stark, industrial sets.
Christmas on Mars is sort of fascinatingly boring, with a plodding, bleak storyline and an abundance of done-before visual vaginal references, but the languorous pace and hypnotic musical synchronization lead to a sort of stupefied satisfaction at the film's simple resolution. It's not entertaining, it's not easy, but viewed as a space themed film study or visual tone piece, it's pretty freakin' fantastic. Coyne's re-imagining of Santa as a mute Martian returns to the original alien conception of Saint Nick as a mysterious, unseen elf. The addition of clever cameos - including Adam Goldberg's amazing showing as the colony's fatalist psychologist - and feather light religious references make Christmas on Mars an eccentric addition to the band film genre. While Flaming Lips devotees already habituated the the band's offbeat outputs will be the bulk of this film's audience, Christmas on Mars will be found an engaging and exotic yuletime treat by any lover of idiosyncratic filmmaking.
A Space Oddity
Christmas on Mars is not your typical band film.
by Jeremiah Robert Wierenga
No one can accuse the Flaming Lips of doing things halfway. While your average rock frontman might crowd-surf, lead singer Wayne Coyne typically traverses atop concert-goers in a giant plastic bubble. Many groups have released a double album; In 1997 the Lips spun out Zaireeka, a four-disc epic designed to be played simultaneously on four stereos. So it's little wonder that Coyne and company, when deciding to foray into filmmaking, didn't just show up on set for a pre-written picture show. Christmas on Mars, the group's 2008 sci-fi yuletime psych-fable, is written, scored, directed and acted by members of the band, with longtime collaborators Bradley Beesley and George Salisbury assisting with cinematography and editing.
Mars has been recently colonized, but a series of mechanical breakdowns and the prenatal tensions surrounding the first homesteader pregnancy - an out-of-utero event scientifically timed to terminate with a Christ-like Christmas morning birth - has created a dismal and hopeless atmosphere amongst the settlers. With untreated injuries and low oxygen-induced hallucinations, the station's workers encounter visions of vulva-headed marching bands and decomposing babies. Major Syrtis (Steven Drozd - guitar, keys) is tasked with organizing the outpost's first Christmas pageant in order to improve morale. After his original Santa commits a space-lock suicide, Syrtis encounters a silent, green-skinned spaceman (Wayne Coyne - vocals, guitar) who passively steps into the role as Syrtis struggles to remain in control of his own sanity.
Imagine the psychedelic imagery of Stanley Kubrick's 2001: A Space Odyssey (1968) mixed with production values recalling Ed Wood's Plan 9 from Outer Space (1959) and you're still only partway to envisaging this film. Unlike typical band movies, Christmas on Mars doesn't feature any songs - excepting an a capella duet of Silent Night sung by Drozd and SNL's Fred Armisen. Instead, the Lips score the film to coincide with onscreen light flashes and color sequences. Shot primarily on 16mm film on sets built in and around Coyne's Oklahoma City house, the film has a DIY charm as l.e.d. light fans and re-purposed police tape accentuate the stark, industrial sets.
Christmas on Mars is sort of fascinatingly boring, with a plodding, bleak storyline and an abundance of done-before visual vaginal references, but the languorous pace and hypnotic musical synchronization lead to a sort of stupefied satisfaction at the film's simple resolution. It's not entertaining, it's not easy, but viewed as a space themed film study or visual tone piece, it's pretty freakin' fantastic. Coyne's re-imagining of Santa as a mute Martian returns to the original alien conception of Saint Nick as a mysterious, unseen elf. The addition of clever cameos - including Adam Goldberg's amazing showing as the colony's fatalist psychologist - and feather light religious references make Christmas on Mars an eccentric addition to the band film genre. While Flaming Lips devotees already habituated the the band's offbeat outputs will be the bulk of this film's audience, Christmas on Mars will be found an engaging and exotic yuletime treat by any lover of idiosyncratic filmmaking.
1.18.2010
Just one more thing...
that I fill my time with. Give an ear, and maybe a suggestion.
Live broadcast is re-aired on Mondays at 3:00p. We are working to make podcasts of the show available for download.
Live broadcast is re-aired on Mondays at 3:00p. We are working to make podcasts of the show available for download.
7.24.2009
Wedding Season...
Yes, we're smack-dab in the middle of that white-wearing, goblet-crushing, rice-slinging season of love. I have to say, if all matrimonial services were as exuberant as this couple's appears to be, I'd take a cue from Vaughn and Wilson and find a new weekend hobby. This is too adorable to be buried in my twitter or tumblr list, so here you are.
Congrats to the adorable couple and their friends. This is what I imagine a Temple wedding looks like, but I've never yet had the pleasure of attending one (Temple the surname, not the religious building).
Congrats to the adorable couple and their friends. This is what I imagine a Temple wedding looks like, but I've never yet had the pleasure of attending one (Temple the surname, not the religious building).
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