Thursday, March, 27, 08

1. Welcome to the Dollhouse

Filed under: movie list — theradishpress @ 11:24 am

I remember trying to convince my mom that middle school was exactly as Todd Solondz portrayed it.  That may have made her hate the movie even more. It is a pretty disturbing story, and I really enjoy it. Without Welcome to the Dollhouse I might never have heard quality lines like “You think you’re hot shit, but really you’re just cold diarrhea” and “Steve, you will marry me.” Without Welcome to the Dollhouse I would have had to wait for The Princess Diaries to be introduced to Heather Matarazzo. (Yes, I saw The Princess Diairies).
I found very little of it offensive when I first saw the movie. I didn’t know anyone who had experienced exactly the same things, yet it did seem very realistic to me. Realistic, sad, and yet, also humorous. Maybe that’s why mom hated it, the humour. Afterall, it’s not really right to make a potential rape, or the threat of rape funny. But somehow I knew the threat was not real. I knew the whole set up was meant to be comedic and join the two characters. The over-the-top lighting revealing only Brandon’s mouth as he threatens Dawn over the phone, and the long shot encompassing the two of them as Dawn awaits her supposed fate. Brandon is not threatening. He only thinks he needs to pretend to be. So, basically I knew that my lover from the already seen Empire Records was safe from any necessary hatred. That was another great thing about this movie, two cute boys for me to drool over, Brendan Sexton III and Eric Mabius.  Not only did I take the recommendation from the list, I saw the movie at least twice more. I half expected for my feelings to change, for me to dislike it, but I do not. I think it is a great movie, and in its own strange way, a love note to New Jersey. Todd Solondz clearly loves Jersey, almost in a John Waters loves Baltimore so much he would take it out for a trashy one night stand sort of a way.

Yeah, Welcome to the Dollhouse is quality.

Tuesday, March, 25, 08


Filed under: a doodle doodle doo,looking back — theradishpress @ 9:11 am

IfansI definitely went through a phase where I drew angels because I thought I was good at it, and trees in this style. I may not be out of the tree phase, in fact. There is a giant one painted on our living room wall. This drawing stood out to me as a must not because of the images, but the words, well “ifans.” This has to be from high school and from the infamous Rhiannon spells Rhys Ifans phone call. I went through multiple spelling of his name, most memorably “Ifananas” before understanding that she was saying I-F-A-N-S.


Monday, March, 24, 08

Gone Baby Gone

Filed under: a moment in my head — theradishpress @ 10:25 am

What is the big fucking deal? Everyone is in love with this movie. Amy Ryan and Casey Affleck were nominated for Oscars, Affleck I will not contend; wasn’t the movie itself nominated?

I thought it was going to be really good when it started. You can tell Ben Affleck loves where he is from just form the shots, their composition and the editing. And then the movie sucked. The opening shots were also setting up the idea of racial tension, I thought. I thought for sure something about race/racism was going to play out. And there’s that one softly spoekn comment made by Casey Affleck to the uncle, that they blamed it easily on a black man in framing Cheese. But that’s it. You set it up. Racial tension in Boston is not something that’s a secret in other movies set there, and it sure as hell is not a secret in this country. I know some people like to lie to themselves and say it’s over, but come on.

So, the acting. As I said, Casey Affleck was good, really good. Of course, anyone who saw American Pie knew he was a better actor than his brother. Amy Ryan…really? She was good, but an Oscar? There really were not other supporting actresses that were more worthy than her? They may as well have nominated the little girl. Also, now that I have decided to not be lazy and actually open imdb, Affleck was not nominated for his acting…but Amy Ryan definitely was. I kinda wish I still thought Affleck was too. Now I am more annoyed.

Also, I was told that this movie did not have child molestation in it. When it first came out I had no interest in seeing it because I thought that whole story was about molestation. So it wasn’t, great. However, there was the whole subplot, that seemed pretty useless except to have Ed Harris reveal that he really did know Ray, which apparently could not be revealed in some other much shorter and with less hideous people fashion. So, we, the viewers, are forced to sit and watch Mark Margolis, who apparently wowed Ben Affleck in Daredevil so much that he had to cast him, along with Trudi Goodman as a husband and wife coke addicted couple who harbor a child molester. The child molester looks like Sloth’s long lost cousin, which is pretty much how they all look in my mind, just odd and creepy. But do I really have to see bloody underpants and a dead kid? Was that really necessary to the story?

Ok, I know, the whole thing is about moral dilemmas, doing the right thing, are things black and white? etc etc etc. I picked up on that, thank you Ben Affleck. I forgave Mystic River, mostly, for its child molestation plot, because the story is built around that. Tim Robbins’ character deals with it in a very real way, and everyone he knew as a child deals with it or lives in denial of it. Again, that movie is about moral dilemmas – oh, and I know the books are by the same author – but I feel like that is set up in such a better fashion. For Casey Affleck and Michelle Monaghan the tension did not at first seem so significant.

I almost think the movie would be better if it were just love shots of Boston. It was so choppy. The story was not well thought out, nor was it well panned out. It seemed as if after the whole set-up with Cheese everything else was kind of an afterthought. “Oh shit, we didn’t realize there were like 100 more pages to this book.” The narration was not cohesive, nor the direction.

Wow, this turned out to be a much longer rant than intended. I think I prefer Ben Affleck as a director. I want to see something else by him. I think he needs some refinement and he can be really good. At the moment, however, I really do not see what is so fucking great about this movie.

Sunday, March, 23, 08

Aman and Melody’s movie list

Filed under: movie list — theradishpress @ 7:34 pm

aman and melody’s movie list

At some point in junior high or high school Melody and I devised a lits of must-see films, with the help of Emily Vernon and I believe, Mindy Longanecker. Here is the list. Soon to follow remarks on the movies I have seen, why I have not seen some of them, and why I will doubtfully see others.

If you are too lazy to click on the link, or have difficulty reading the impeccable red inked handwriting, here it is:

1. Welcome to the Dollhouse

2. Say Anything

3. Singles

4. If Lucy Fell

5. Chasing Amy

6. Drugstore Cowboy

7. The Last Supper

8. Suburbia

9. The Slacker

10. Waiting for Guffman

11. Party Girl

12. Tank Girl

13. Tape Heads

14. Airheads

15. The Crow

16. Risky Business

17. Fast Times at Ridgemont Hight

18. Reservoir Dogs

19. The Deliverance

20. The Wedding Singer

21. The Rocky Horror Picture Show

22. Mall Rats

23. Clerks

24. Hype

25. Zoo TV

26. Rattle and Hum

27. Under a Blood Red Sky

28. The Doors

29. Pulp Fiction

30. Hackers

31. Trainspotting

32. Cheech and Chong’s

33. Reality Bites

34. Pee Wee’s Biggest Adventure

35. The Basketball Diaries

36. Pearl Jam


Filed under: daily reminders — theradishpress @ 9:28 am

It would probably be wise to actually watch Netflix when they arrive.

Just a thought….Mrs. Lancaster.


Filed under: looking back — theradishpress @ 9:24 am

GollumSo, apparently Gollum monches on people. Even at the age of 9 I was clever enough to be thinking of ways to combine the words “chomp” and “munch” to get an overall frightening result, which is the “monch.” Because to be both chomped and munched upon is far worse of an experience than one.

Also, Gollum is very felxible on the spelling of his name, and is in fact, neither a he nor a she, but an it. The reasoning there was that I was not only referring to the Gollum of JRR Tolkien, and clearly giving a shout out to Jules Bass and Arthur Rankin whose works influenced me heavily as a child, but also to the idea of gollums in general.

The Bass/Rankin inspired Gollum also suffers from a rare disease known more commonly as No Bones in the Body, which leaves the entire body looking, and again, this is a technical term, Wiggily.

Saturday, March, 22, 08

Grocery list

Filed under: daily reminders — theradishpress @ 9:37 am

-mouthwoush (i need it to clean my piercing)






Friday, March, 21, 08

Filed under: a moment in my head,looking back — theradishpress @ 11:12 am

Written 25 July 2007

I thought of you today
When eating a tomato.
You don’t like tomatoes,
So I thought of you.

So this is New York. Each block has a different smell. Some sting, some sweet, some dry, some damp, each one different. And there’s a slight shaking I only notice at night, in bed, from the subway below, as if my shelves will fall on my head. Death by books and DVDs, it can’t be that uncommon.

There is no bolt on the door.

YELLING. Laundromat. Development. Stores shut down. Whitewashing. YELLING.

I thought of you, no I think of you.
Every day.
I allow myself to be reminded of you
By the slightest thing I see, feel, taste, touch.
A slight dip in the pavement,
Kabob cooking on a cart,
Arabic spoken quickly,
Trips to the store, subway rides, school visits, bills unpaid, bills to be paid, rebates sent and resent, ID cards, peanut butter.
It’s mostly the peanut butter.

Inside my room it is as if I am anywhere I have been. McLean, Falls Church, Manassas, Arlington, Oxford, Elizabeth, it does not matter. It is only once I step outside I realize I am somewhere new, and I think it has yet to really set in. Maybe once I try to stop by to say hello for the 23rd time and realize they are over 100 miles away. Maybe then it will set in.

Right now someone is yelling outside. Again. It will become part of my everyday and when I return to Virginia or move somewhere else where there is no yelling I will wonder why it is so quiet.

brush your teeth

Filed under: daily reminders — theradishpress @ 11:05 am

…and wash your mouth out.

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