6.04.2011

Love and Marriage

Disclaimer: I mean no offense with this post, should it find its way to those who might consider themselves a target. This is simply a collection of observations and thoughts.

I learned something today: music I would consider appropriate "wedding dance music" isn't the same as . . . well, it would seem anybody else my age. After the proper first dance, father/daughter, and mother/son dance, my first choice of song was "The Best Things Happen While You're Dancing." Quite appropriate, I thought. However, NOBODY else in the room thought so. Instead, most of the night was spent watching people slightly younger than me skip through songs. On a sound system. At a wedding reception. Weird, right? I don't think there's anything particularly wrong with that, but it seems more like the atmosphere at a dorm-room dance party than a formal, filet mignon-catered wedding reception.

I think that thought segues nicely into the meat of this discussion - my view of marriage and weddings. I can't follow any logical path from "madly in love and willing and excited to spend the rest of our lives together" to "standing in uncomfortable clothing in front of a ton of people we may or may not actually know repeating words that may or may not have particular meaning based on religion and world view followed by a short party that costs around $50,000." I just can't make any connections there.

I think a wedding should be a celebration of love and life. Christian, Jewish, Islamic, Taoist, Buddhist, it doesn't matter. The one higher power that everybody can feel daily is Love. Logically, I want my wedding to be a party. All day.

It will start around noon and take place in a large grassy area with a pool. Or two. There will be live music and hors d'oeuvres. Stupid, hilarious party games will take place. When everybody starts to get tired, we'll break for dinner. This will change, of course, but at this moment, I want YATS! to do the catering. After dinner, a clear plexiglass covering will be put on the pool and the pool will be filled with floating candles and flowers. A dedication ceremony will take place on top of the pool. I'm thinking we exchange something that we've created for each other, and then say our own vows. I'm not really sure how it legally has to work, but I would like the least amount of interaction from some third party. And preferably not a religious official. After our dedication, the party will continue late into the night.

Celebration. Not somber. 

I know there will be proponents who will say, "Well what about what SHE wants?"

Honestly, the female friends I have talked to about this - and by association, the kind of people I attract, am attracted to, and like well enough to keep company, and therefore most likely to be involved with romantically - think it's an interesting, fun, unique, awesome idea.

Thoughts? Observations? Concerns? Rants?  Please, share. I know I have.

2.12.2011

Send In the Clowns

I've been given an interesting task (sort of): list my 15 favorite showtunes and explain why I like them.  The list was easy enough, but I didn't have a good version of "Send In the Clowns" from A Little Night Music.  After some searching (read: about and hour and a half), I wasn't able to find a good version on iTunes, either.  Which led me to the question: Why is that one of my favorite songs? In what setting had I heard it where it touched me so?

It was a performance.  A performance that I remember only half-listening to.  It was a showcase, I believe at high school festival.  They wheeled a couch and something else onto the stage.  There were 2 characters, male and female.  There was a fight.  He left.  Then she sang.  She wore red.  I have no idea who she was, what school they represented, or even if it was actually the scene from A Little Night Music.  I just remember that I fell in love.  I wish I could find a version like that.

1.30.2011

Too Long

Part the First: The Mechanic and The Rite


The Mechanic is an action flick.  Pure and simple.  The pacing is adequate, acting isn't really required, people calmly walk away from explosions, a plot tries to emerge, and Handsome Rob is . . . well . . . handsome.  Oh, and boobs.  But wait, let's throw in some REVENGE, that's original!  Right.  So.  Not my cup of tea.  The best action flick I've seen in a while has been The A-Team, because Sharlto Copley, Liam Neeson, and Bradley Cooper are brilliant to watch.  Guys will like it.  Whatever.

I had some hope for The Rite.  I desperately wanted Anthony Hopkins to be spectacular.  And he was, for a while.  He remains the easiest part of the movie to watch.  The lead actor (who I don't even care enough about to look up) is definitely acting.  Sir Anthony Hopkins stands apart from the film until the climax, which arrives at a very unsteady, halting, horrible pace.  Then, he spouts the same "uncomfortable truths" that have been said in every exorcism movie.  Ever.  "You're not strong enough, something happened early in your life and you were WEAK then."  "Uncomfortable sexual comment!"  "God is DEAD!"  Yeah.  We get it.  In order to make an impact, we have to startle people.  Thanks.  You know what would have been interesting?  To actually get some feeling of who (and what) Ba'al actually was.  Or, you know, to get some basic theology correct at all . . . .  Instead, it's just a name applied to the same generic demon that happens to be in every generic exorcism . . . everything.  The best exorcism movie to date has to be Stigmata, and that's not even a demon.

If you're going to go to the movies any time soon, see any (or all) of the following:  Black Swan, The King's Speech, or Tangled.

Part the Second:  Let Me In (the novel), John Ajvide Lindqvist

The movie was amazing.  The book, as it goes, was much more incredible.

We are transported to a place where single-digit temperatures in the summer are just slightly colder than normal.  Lindqvist had me wrapped in a blanket every time I picked up the book.  The frozen (but not barren) landscape lent itself very well to a singular theme: fear.  Fear motivates the actions of every character in the book, from the bullying that leads Oskar (our main character) to some very strange and dangerous habits to the reclusive nature of a very minor character that simply witnesses a key plot event.  However, I can't seem to recall a single instance of the use of the actual word itself.  Masterful.  I was always told that the best love poems never use "love."  It stands to follow, then, that the best way to present a theme would be to never use that word.  I did kind of tired of the word "blood," though.  It just felt obvious and, sometimes, lazy.  Until the narrative follows Eli.  Then, it becomes sacred, holy, deadly, a livelihood, and a burden.  I wish just a bit more of the book (or even the [American] movie) would have followed Eli (Abby) and what she feels about her situation.  The books tips her hand slightly, but the movie comes from the innocent(ish) eyes of Oskar (Owen).

Another thing that Lindqvist pulls off very nicely is the innocence of these twelve-year-olds.  It's the kind of approach I expected from Dave Eggers' The Wild Things, but it did not turn out nearly as childish.  Childlike, yes.  Through murders, mysteries, bullying, and overall horrible and terrifying experiences, Oskar and Eli remain children.

Next month (probably):  A Collection of Wednesdays, Amy Gaither-Hayes.

1.14.2011

Green Hornet

I can get away with this one because of the Al Hirt song.  Ha.

I screened both Green Hornet and The Dilemma tonight; one because I wanted to, the other because my of my brother.  I was initially apprehensive of Seth Rogen's casting of . . . well, himself . . . as the hero, but I decided to get over it.  Or, at least, give him a chance.  I don't think I can be as lenient with Ryan Reynolds as the Green Lantern, though.  Especially with such horrible CG (scroll down).  But, Seth doesn't really make the movie - it's Kato.  I've been seeing that a lot lately, which has been a little strange: the headliners and breadwinners just aren't making the cut, but the supporting casts have been AWESOME (Kick-Ass, Inception, Iron Man 2, RED, etc.).  Weird.  Anyway, it's a superhero action flick, difficult to miss on.  Although, it has been done *cough*Spiderman*cough*, so I suppose I shouldn't be so flippant.  Clever writing (from Seth, of course), spectacular visuals, and classic gang warfare ass-kick-uery.  And very nice cars.

I had mixed feelings going into The Dilemma, though.  When I first saw the trailer, I was ready to dismiss it as Wedding Crashers meets Chuck and Larry meets Hitch.  Not that there's much variance on the theme there.  But, I decided to give it a chance when I saw that it was a Ron Howard flick.  I wasn't really disappointed.  Sure, I loathe Vince Vaughn.  Sure, Kevin James is at his funniest when he sticks to the "fat man fall down" schtick.  And the love interests aren't really big names.  Channing Tatum's performance was a bit of a surprise, and in a very good way.  Anyway, it was cute, and funny, and Ronnie tried to get all touchy-feely there at the end, and that might work on some other people.  Who didn't spend the whole movie mocking it, anyway.

Aside from Black Swan and The King's Speech, which was a strong ARTISTIC opening, this might be the strongest opening in the past few months.

1.01.2011

What Are You Doing New Year's Eve?

I have never made a New Year's Resolution before, so my first one is:

Make a New Year's Resolution.

CHECK!

Now that that's over, I have received a bit of inspiration for this year.

Second, I desire to keep up on my social networking sites a little more readily.  To do this, I have enlisted the help of a third resolution, and one that is significantly more meaty that the previous two.  I will pick a novel, a movie, and an album each month to review.  I have spent the last few hours compiling a list of novels I wish to read, but it is far too long to post in its entirety at this point in time.  Therefore, to cater to my second resolution of the year, I will post that at another time.

Thanks for listening, world.  Just wanted to warn you about what is headed your way.