August 28, 2005
Thoughts from yet another angry British teenager
The thing I enjoy the most about having diogenes club is having random people come across the site and leaving a comment or contacting me. (I used to enjoy getting requests for patents, but that got old after the tenth one or so.) So imagine my joy when I woke up this morning to find this comment left on this post about incriminating photos of The Bravery:
You lot are SO sad! THE BRAVERY FOREVER!!!!
Posted by: Rynn at August 28, 2005 11:23 AM
Ha, I thought. Good one. As I got up to go get a cup of coffee, I thought, wait, was that guy kidding or not? I got my coffee and looked over the comment again. See, me, I don't often write in all caps with multiple explanation points unless I'm being sarcastic. But I know the rest of the internet does. I don't use emoticons either, but a lot of people use little smiley faces at the end of sentences to connote a joke. But did the lack of emoticons here mean it wasn't a joke? I'm not even entirely sure if he's pro-Bravery or anti.
Perhaps sometime in the future, to avoid situations like these, someone will invent the serious face emoticon that will be put at the end of every non-facetious sentence to make it clear that it is in fact, serious.
MR. HOUSTON: Mrs. Costigan were you ever a member of the Communist Party?
MRS. COSTIGAN: Yes, I was. . .
MR. HOUSTON: Will you tell us about when you joined the Communist Party?
MRS. COSTIGAN: Yes, as I recall it was 1936-1937.
MR. HOUSTON: And when did you leave the Communist Party?
MRS. COSTIGAN: About 1939—that was by the time of the Soviet-Nazi peace pact.
MR. HOUSTON: Was that happy face because you were kidding?
MRS. COSTIGAN: No, that was because I like peace pacts.
Although until then, I'll have to assume that he was serious and pro. After digging through the logs, I found he got here by searching on google.co.uk for 'john conway bravery photos.' I'd probably be humorless too if I was looking for a hot pic of Conway to stick to my trapper keeper and ended up here. I'm still not sure why he's so mad, we weren't even making fun of The Bravery, we were making fun of people making fun of them.
Now I should note for those who don't know that the singer and keyboardist of The Bravery are old friends of mine, and this is by no means a diatribe against them - they're nominated for an MTV award tonight, I've got my fingers crossed for them. But people, seriously. Think about what you're saying before you type '<band name> forever.' Because you just never know. I'm sure there were a lot of people who got tattoos that said 'Beatles forever' in 1961, and they feel pretty good about themselves right now. On the other hand, people who got an 'MC Hammer forever' in 1990 probably feel kind of stupid. Or 'Ratt forever' in 1982. Or 'Salieri forever' in 1778. You just never know. It's why they wait until people die to put them on stamps. Forever's a long time.
In other news, Robin's Big Date won this month's round of Kevin Smith's Movies Askew. Thanks to all involved, and everybody who voted. I'm not sure what happens next. More as it comes.
August 24, 2005
Every long winded story about a film festival has an end
While I've probably told all of you in person about the entirety of my Montreal trip, for the sake of completeness and the handful of strangers that end up here, here's the last Montreal post.
Robin's Big Date was part of program of other superhero related shorts. I had seen a few of them online, but most were new to me. Some were better than others. A guy behind me was constantly muttering to his friend about how this and that one sucked. That guy was making me nervous. Whenever a movie of mine is screened, I'm usually more nervous about there being some technical glitch than I am about the audience's reaction, probably stemming from the first screening of my junior film, Duck Duxon in Ducklear Warfare, where the picture was entirely white and the audio was pretty much incomprehensible.
But fortunately, there were no glitches and I heard the guy behind me mutter, "All right, that one was pretty funny." I got up for the Q&A with the guys who made Punisher: First Round. People seemed to be more interested in their movie, I was only asked one question, how did I get Sam Rockwell to be in it. One of these days I'll have to come up with a funny answer to that.
The audience liked it though, it was good to see it in front of people, especially people I didn't know. Nobody ever laughs at the parts I think are funniest, but I suppose I shouldn't complain, if they laugh, they laugh.
The rest of the trip was uneventful, except for a brief and very enjoyable meeting with an old friend, Jonas, who had moved to Montreal some time ago. We had a few beers, more than my "hadn't really eaten in two days" stomach could really take, but we made it through all right. We both offered to pay the bill, but I won seeing as I had a bunch of Canadian bills that were about to be useless to me. And some other stuff happened that I've either forgotten about or have decided isn't that interesting over the last few weeks.
So long story short, Montreal - fun, Robin's Big Date - well received. More as it comes.
August 13, 2005
I saw The Aristocrats this week, and I enjoyed it, but I feel it's important to point out that no one seemed to notice a subtlety of the original joke. For those of you who are unfamiliar with the movie, it's about a joke that comedians tell each other that goes like this:
Guy goes into a talent agents office: "Have I got an act for you!"
<Comedian improvises the most disgusting offensive act they can think of>
Agent says, "What's the act called?"
But near the beginning of the movie, we hear from the guy who supposedly came up with the joke, an old Vaudevillian and in his version, the agent doesn't say "What's the act called," he says, "What kind of an act do you call that?" The difference being that in the original joke, part of the humor comes from the fact that the agent never asks the name of the act, but finds it out anyway.
Not that that's really a big thing, mind you, but if you're going to make an entire movie about one joke, you might as well at least mention it.
August 9, 2005
Things to do this Wednesday
But Will, you say, I'm a Letterman guy. Well, get over it. I laughed more at the guy playing Letterman in that sucky movie Late Shift than I have at the real Letterman in the last ten years.
Update: Oh yeah, I'm also competing in Kevin Smith's Movies Askew with Robin's Big Date. If you have an account with them, go over and vote. If you don't, it's two dollars to register, which is lame, I know, but trust me, I'm good for it. And every vote counts!
August 5, 2005
More from Montreal
Right, so Montreal. I should note that I had returned from my trip before I started writing about it, in case there was any confusion. I woke up the next morning, too late to get my complimentary continental breakfast, so I wandered into a cafe to get a coffee and a croissant. And before you go thinking that I got a croissant just because I was in French Canada and telling me that just because something is French doesn't mean it's French Canadian, let me say that I like croissants and I eat them no matter what country I'm in. That croissant would end up being one of the only things I ate all day, and it wasn't even that good. I got so into watching movies, I didn't have time to get something to eat between shows, so I learned that man cannot live on movies alone, but he can come pretty close.
First up was an animated film called Corto Maltese: La Ballade de la mer salee. And I think it was good. The reason I'm not entirely sure is because it was in French with no subtitles. I took French in high school, and I did pretty well in it. I took the AP test and placed out of the language requirement at Vassar. I spent a few weeks in France in high school, and I got by well enough. But that was ten years ago. I hoped that it would be like a Shakespeare play, at first you find the language kind of off-putting and confusing, but after a few minutes, you just get in sync. Well, that didn't happen. I spent the movie trying to pick out the occasional word or phrase, and while I occasionally succeeded, what little I understood of what was going on was more from the images than from my high school level French.
So that was kind of a bust. But next was Stephen Bissette's lecture on old horror comics. I'll admit, I've never really been into horror in any medium, but I was curious to see what I had been missing out on, and I was a big fan of Bissette from his collaboration with Alan Moore on Swamp Thing. His lecture was pretty exhaustive and in the first two hours, he only briefly touched on anything from the twentieth century, and spent most of his time showing us progenitors of horror comics, from Japanese scrolls, to medieval crime and punishment pamphlets handed out an hangings.
What I thought was most interesting was his idea of the core of horror comics, that if you do something bad, something bad will happen to you. A colleague commonly referred to it as, "You sharpen a pencil, the pencil sharpens your head." He related it to religion, and how both horror comics and religion give people a sense of justice where eventually bad people are punished (and in religion, the good are rewarded, although I imagine that's rarely touched upon in horror comics).
This is getting pretty long, so I guess I'll save the premiere of Robin's Big Date until next time, as well as my favorite movie from the festival, Kamikaze Girls.