& now another completely gratuitous Clive Owen post...oh yeah and a trailer for his newest flick
Saturday, August 8, 2009
trailer trash - Adam
Miami - Riptide 2.0 - Bruce Weber's Liberty City Is Like Paris to Me Debuts on Sundance Channel This Month
He's already shown his love for the town by shooting a special edition of L'Uomo Vogue here and bringing the streets of Overtown to the pages of Anna Wintour's ultra-posh American Vogue. But not all of his work is meant to sell pricey attire. He once was responsible for a moving collection of images that captured the story of Haitian immigrants. As a filmmaker, he has directed the Academy Award-nominated documentary Let's Get Lost.
Later this month, the Sundance Channel will premiere his latest short film, Liberty City Is Like Paris to Me. Shot in the neighborhood during Inauguration Day, the film premieres August 27 at midnight on Sundance as part of Bruce Weber Month. The film will also be available online."
trailer trash - It's Complicated
Thursday, August 6, 2009
Heath Ledger's Green Video For Modest Mouse
"The much-awaited Modest Mouse video for 'King Rat' directed by Heath
Ledger has been released today (August 5th.) And the video is an incredible look at what would happen if whales hunted humans. All the proceeds from the iTunes downloads in the first month of release will go to the Sea Shepherd Conservation Society, which works towards protecting and conserving marine life. Directed by Ledger, with Daniel Auber and Norris Houk in charge of the animation, the video is a 'visual plea against the legal commercial whale hunts taking place off the coast of Australia,' according to the press release. Unfortunately, Ledger died before he could ever see the finished product. (Source The Huffington Post)"
Iggy Pop SWEATS it out with ANR
So it turns out that on Saturday, August 22nd Sweat Records will be throwing a little shindig at Awarehouse in Wynwood, to celebrate the release of some rad Iggy Pop shirts, & he'll supposedly be there as the guest of honor. & there'll be performances by Awesome New Republic and The Jacuzzi Boys, DJs galore, live painting by Francesco LoCastro and a bunch of other good stuff. All the details can be found at Sweat's blog.
Guitartown at The Gibson Showroom
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
Ode to Psyche
By sweet enforcement and remembrance dear,
And pardon that thy secrets should be sung
Even unto thine own soft-conched ear:
Surely I dreamt to-day, or did I see
The winged Psyche with awaken'd eyes?
I wander'd in a forest thoughtlessly,
And, on the sudden, fainting with surprise,
Saw two fair creatures, couched side by side
In deepest grass, beneath the whisp'ring roof
Of leaves and trembled blossoms, where there ran
A brooklet, scarce espied:
'Mid hush'd cool-rooted flowers, fragrant-eyed,
Blue, silver-white, and budded Tyrian,
They lay calm-breathing on the bedded grass;
Their arms embraced, and their pinions too;
Their lips touch'd not, but had not bade adieu,
As if disjoined by soft-handed slumber,
And ready still past kisses to outnumber
At tender eye-dawn of aurorean love:
The winged boy I knew;
But who wast thou, O happy, happy dove?
His Psyche true!
O latest born and loveliest vision far
Of all Olympus' faded hierarchy!
Fairer than Phoebe's sapphire-region'd star,
Or Vesper, amorous glow-worm of the sky;
Fairer than these, though temple thou hast none,
Nor altar heap'd with flowers;
Nor virgin-choir to make delicious moan
Upon the midnight hours;
No voice, no lute, no pipe, no incense sweet
From chain-swung censer teeming;
No shrine, no globe, no oracle, no heat
Of pale-mouthed prophet dreaming.
O brightest! though too late for antique vows,
Too, too late for the fond believing lyte,
When holy were the haunted forest boughs,
Holy the air, the water, and the fire;
Yet even in these days so far retir'd
From happy pieties, thy lucent fans,
Fluttering among the faint Olympians,
I see, and sing, by my own eyes inspired.
So let me be thy choir, and make a moan
Upon the midnight hours;
Thy voice, thy lute, thy pipe, thy incense sweet
From swinged censer teeming;
Thy shrine, thy grove, thy oracle, thy heat
Of pale-mouth'd prophet dreaming.
Yes, I will be thy priest, and build a fane
In some untrodden region of my mind,
Where branched thoughts, new grown with pleasant pain,
Instead of pines shall murmur in the wind:
Far, far around shall those dark-cluster'd trees
Fledge the wild-ridged mountains steep by steep;
And there by zephyrs, streams, and birds, and bees,
The moss-lain Dryads shall be lull'd to sleep;
And in the midst of this wide quietness
A rosy sanctuary will I dress
With the wreath'd trellis of a working brain,
With buds, and bells, and stars without a name,
With all the gardener Fancy e'er could feign,
Who breeding glowers, will never breed the same:
And there shall be for thee all soft delight
That shadowy thought can win,
A bright torch, and a casement ope at night,
To let the warm Love in!
-John Keats
* Psyche
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please take a moment to Rock the F out to - N.E.R.D
Lapdance
Frontin
Rock Star
My Drive Thru feat Santigold, Julian Casablancas and Pharrell
Anti-Matter
Spaz
Yeah You
Love Bomb
Hear ye hear ye!
trailer trash - Cold Souls
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
when worlds collide...Pharrell meets 'Hamlet'
Anyhoozie here are a couple of shots from the shoot, which was for MTV International where a musician and an artist talk about art, what inspires them, etc. It should be pretty rad and is part of a series of 16 1-minute interviews, though I have to say 1 of the coolest moments was when Pharrell told me "Oh wow, I thought you worked for MTV." That comment alone made me think about applying for a job there (for only a second) and put him as a reference! & on a completely different note, I'm in love with the work of William Shakespeare, adore Emile and really respect Hardwicke so I hope their version is rad.
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"(500) Days of Summer" Review
I've been quite excited for the release of this film for some time and finally went on a date with myself to check it out. I thought this film was heart-breakingly deflightful, well acted, well executed and mildly depressing. It was nowhere near as extreme as the soul-crushingly brilliant Revolutionary Road, but you're informed right at the start that it's a work of fiction and that it is NOT a love story, but of course a part of you hopes that there is a happy ending, but you soon realize that this movie is most likely not going to provide you with one for the unbeliveably adorable Zooey Deschanel and positively perfectly cute Joseph Gordon-Levitt. I describe both actors with postive adejctives because their portrayals of their characters and their chemistry was fantastic, each was incredibly flawed and relatable, throughout the film that chronicles the 500 days of their relationship, which are shown out of order. Entertainment Weekly's Owen Glieberman wrote:
(500) Days is like a mood ring cued to the ups, downs, and confusions of modern
love. It's a Gen-Y Annie Hall made by a new-style Wes Anderson who uses his
cleverness for humanity instead of postmodern superiority. None of it would
work, though, without such lived-in performances. Deschanel makes the lovely,
sensuous Summer just precocious enough to know what she wants without coming out and saying it, and Gordon-Levitt, with his junior Springsteenian chin jut, lets
you read every glimmer of hope, pain, lust, and befuddlement beneath his nervy
facade. It's a feat of star acting, and it helps make (500) Days not just bitter
or sweet but everything in between.And I certainly agree.
Monday, August 3, 2009
"The Girlfriend Experience" Review
Last Friday I had my own Girlfriend Experience with one of the loveliest ladies I know Miss Whitney Roux, author of la poursuite de vie, when we went and saw Steven Soderbergh's The Girlfriend Experience at the Miami Beach Cinematheque. Before the film began the Director of The MBC stated that this is a movie for fans of Sasha Grey & for fans of the language of cinema, Whit and I immediately looked and began to point at each other since we undeniably represent the former and the latter, respectively. I asked her to write a 5 minute review of the movie and also wrote my own.
Whitney's Review:
The Girlfriend Experience is a film that combines a thought provoking story line with an interesting telling of the story itself. Sasha Gray's performance, as a high class, independently owned and operated, escort is not exactly ground breaking. Her character is not only vacant but un-relatable. A fan of her previous, and less mentally taxing work, I found her to be nothing more than what she appears to be in real life. Her character is not only guarded, but apathetic to everything but fashion. Now whether or not she is really like that would be the deciding factor in reviewing her acting skills.
Her character and her lifestyle present ideas such as how to keep your private and professional life separate when your body and soul are so tangled in the two. Questions of female nature, and the ability to be totally unaffected by sex, and be with a man in a way which seems like love but is not. Questioning how two people who sell themselves (even not relating to being an escort) have anything left to give to someone who actually love them. There are more but those are just some that are brought up through the film.
As far as the film as a whole goes, putting all the pieces together to make the story is the best part. By splicing together all different days in a timeline that gives little insight into each situation before finally showing the conclusion of that specific situation makes this film great. Previous to viewing the film, the director of the theater reminded us to watch Sasha's clothing in order to better follow the timeline of the story.
All in all, I give this film 5.5 stars out of 10. See it if you like Sasha Gray, see it if you just like movies. Don't see it if you are bored easily or get confused a lot.
While I certainly respect and understand Whitney's views on the film, I was clearly there as a lover of the language of cinema, and not for Sasha Grey. I think The Girlfriend Experience is a movie that cinephile's will be talking about for the ages in terms of it's distribution business model, the non-linear digital format and how it fits into Soderbergh's canon because it was reminiscent of Sex, Lies & Videotape, but incredibly modern. The acting was certainly nothing special and the story follows five days in the life of high-end escort Chelsea/Christine, played with practically no effect by Sasha Grey, though her boyfriend played by Chris Santos (a squinty eyed, younger, less talented, prettier version of the wonderful Mark Ruffalo) gave it a good effort. The film itself was scattered, and a bit difficult to follow at the start, but slowly unveils itself as a deeper picture than you first expect. It's certainly not the best film I've seen all year, but certainly one of the more memorable thanks to Soderbergh's effortless direction and constantly clever camerawork.
My rating: 8/10