Five current favorites: • Trondheim's Little Nothings vol. 2 • homemade Kimchi soup with silken tofu • The Athens homebrew club • The Sugar Hill Records Story 5 cd set • Pupusas con Loroco at Antojitos Savadoreños
I'm trying to figure out if I have the guts to crack open our ipod and replace the headphone jack myself. I'm sure Apple would probably want a firstborn to do it.
Don't touch this guy:
We're going to see King Kong tomorrow on the big screen!
All of you cartoonists out there ought to take note that somebody's finally disproved the "180 degree rule." This is a silly rule borrowed from filmmaking that you're often taught in sequential art classes - the basic gist of which is: the viewer will get confused if you switch the left and right position of characters between panels, never do it.
Now if they could only bring themselves to throw out Mamet's "On Directing Film," we'd be making some progress.
I saw Watchmen the other afternoon, it was not so great. Way gorier than I was expecting, and of course filled with the same slick Matrix-style fighting that all the action movies have these days. How can you have a scene of a dude's arms getting sawn off - on-screen - because you're oh so fucking grim and gritty and real life, maaan, and then in the next scene have a supposedly paunchy out-of-shape superhero dude doing slow-mo highkicks? How does that parse? Nothing about the movie felt real, even supposedly grimy streets of New York felt like candy-coated Disneyland sets.
But we watched Fritz Lang's "M" tonight, and that was spectacular. It's a movie about a serial killer of children, but it somehow waxes almost Dickensian in its ability to present memorable, fully-realized characters in a minimum of fuss and screen time.
Don't ask me how a guy directing his first "talkie" back in the 30s, could stomp all over a guy with millions of dollars and the cgi to do anything in the world - but maybe that's the problem.
Thanks to everybody who sent their congratulations in regards to my last post! We designed and silkscreened that print together; probably nobody will get all the references on it but us.
Here, have this nasty fella:
I shaved off my beard today; I'm the cleanest-cut I've been for years.
Man, what happened on Sunday evening in Athens, Georgia? Something that looked look this:
Yeah, we took that picture when we both were pretty sure that any second the snow would turn back to rain and melt away. But it kept coming, and in 8 hours or so the town was under six inches. Northerners can scoff, but Athens doesn't have things like snow plows or salt trucks. Our power went out around 4 in the afternoon, and was off till late last night. We went wandering around, and there were huge branches and whole trees down on every block. The entire sky would lighten and darken as entire neighborhood's power lines cut in and out. But now it's all melting.
