Uh... Hi! Hi.
7 May 2001
8:50 PM: Interesting times. It's only the 7th and already it's a hell of a May. Can only get more so, I'm thinking.
So, let's see. What have I been doing. Oh! Saturday night, went with Veronica to see Memento (her first time, me second). It's still good even when you know what's going to, er, what has happened. Tenses sort of lose the war with this movie. Guy Pearce does a great job with that role, more than before now I think his performance makes the movie work. I mean, it's a good script, it's well directed, well thought-out. Maybe I should say, the lead actor could have sunk it quite easily. Having the lead be credible and appealing, at least in a benefit-of-the-doubt way, is important to the story.
Then, speaking of credibility and casting it to the wind, Sunday we saw Baise Moi at the Roxie. Er. It's short! I don't know if I can say that it's good or bad. I don't think it's particularly all that. For sure, if the main characters had been men, there is no way on Earth that it would be playing at an Art Cinema in San Francisco. Veronica was particularly struck by how violent it was, and it is, graphically. That didn't make as much of an impression on me because I've been over-saturated with gangster movies and whatnot, I guess. Plus just that big dumb guy problem. It was all just so cheap. If Russ Meyers could have made any kind of movie, and he'd been in a really bad mood, he might have made a movie like this. Though without any of the cheap French theory:"They only feel alive when killing people. One moment in time caused their lives to be upturned and now it's too late for pity or remorse. They've crossed the boundary and spilled over to the dark side. No more excuses, no more explanations and no more intellectualization. We understand and feel a kinship toward them because they are beyond judgement. They live for sensation without the need for any introspection."Uh, no, we do not feel a kinship with them, because they are sociopaths thank you very much.
[From the movie's web site]
Then after that there was much drinking at the dive, going on until waay past 2 AM and including things like whiskey which I should have known better but he insisted and well that brain problem. Moo. It was a fun night. Erm.
Oh! And Buffy! Saw three of the episodes on the first disc. The image is a little pixellated when there's fast motion, but hey it's good enough for me. Especially on that TV. I will not binge, I will not binge...
9:16 PM: Oh!, Part Two Dept: I also dyed my hair red. You might have noticed.
Willfully blind self-indulgent nebbish or amusingly quirky old coot? And how bout that local sports team? Discuss among yourselves.
All names are fake, most places are real, the author is definitely unreliable but it's all in good fun. Yep.
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