Archive for June, 2010
Do yourself a favor and go see Winter’s Bone . Like, right now. Hurry up already, because I want to discuss this amazing film with everyone and no one has seen it yet. I’m pretty sure it will be my favorite film of 2010.
I mentioned my excitement about this film in my last blog post and in retrospect I don’t think I was nearly excited enough. It’s damn near perfect. The film nails the look and feel of the Ozarks in every way possible.
And the characters and the acting are also top notch. I would‘ve been very easy to populate the film with southern redneck caricatures, but the excellent writing and casting managed to avoid this trap. The lead actress, Jennifer Lawrence, deserves an Oscar nomination. She was flat-out incredible.
As good as the film was, watching it in the theater last weekend was an odd experience. First, I was watching a movie where everyone was covered in multiple layers of outdoor clothing on a day when the temperature was about 99 degrees outside1.
Second, the only place the film was playing on opening weekend was the theater at Plaza Frontenac, St. Louis’ ritziest shopping center. It was a little surreal to be in a theater packed with rich old people watching a movie about poor young people. Even though the theater resides in the same state where the movie was filmed, it felt like I was seeing it a million miles away.
I meant to post this glowing endorsement last week, but I got bogged down by a hectic week at work. Now it’s been over a week since I’ve seen the film and I still can’t get it out of my head. I need someone to discuss this with, and pronto as I’m pretty sure Meg is tired of the discussion by now. So go see Winter’s Bone dammit!
1. Although the perpetually chilly movie theater atmosphere actually did help a bit. Who decided that the only way to see a film in the theater is below 67 degrees?
Six days of vacation really kicked my ass! I had a mountain of stuff piled up for me when I returned home, and it took me this long just to get caught up. There was so much cool stuff that happened on my trip that it seemed foolish to try and sum it all up in one blog. So instead I wrote four smaller entries and posted them to the corresponding days from the trip. I also posted my vacation pics along with lots of other pics from the last few months over on the Flickr site. It took a lot to catch back up, but it was way worth it. Enjoy!
Now life is back to normal here in St. Louis. Not much to report here at home. We discovered that the vet techs at our Veterinarian office are all huge Lost nerds
The actually wrote “see you in another life brother” on Desmond’s new cast cover. And oddly enough, this wasn’t the only dog related Lost joke from this week. Someone posted this alternate ending for the finale that seems to make a lot more sense to me.
It took me almost four days, but I finally made it to the Jersey shore. Fist Pumps!!!
Actually, there was very little fist pumping or GTL. I originally intended on hitting the boardwalk and a club or two, but when I got to the shore the Captain in me took control. Besides the cruise last year, it’s been 2½ years since I’ve been on a boat. My dad has a super cool boat that was just too rad to pass up. Check it out:
Sunday nite I drank a bunch of beers on the boat with my uncle Dave
And we walked across the street from the dock to drink some more at the beach.
The weather was a perfect 70 degrees at midnite, and in the dark the Jersey beaches look just like the ones in Florida. And as a bonus, I got to sleep in the cabin of the boat! It was a very relaxing nite.
The next day the whole family came down to check out my father’s new boat for Memorial Day. We even got my Nana on the boat. Well, almost. The dock is close enough.
After a brief storm in the afternoon we even found a chance to take the boat out for a spin
It was a nautical kind of Memorial Day. Even though I didn’t manage to get out to see much of the Jersey shore, I still saw plenty of the locals. It seemed every other boat that passed by was full of Guidos like this one.
And while I didn’t get a chance to see any fist pumping, listen to any house music or get a wicked blowout, I have no regrets. I’ll take this view every time.
And that’s how my vacation ended, on a boat. But then again, who would expect anything less? After all, this is Captain Quarters.