Best of June

Just in time to write up Best of July… I mean, once I get the individual reviews of that stuff up. So slackerass I am this summer.

The best movie I saw in June was Wanted, which I just loved. But I also thought The Fall was visually stunning.

The best book I read in June was a tie between Lush Life by Richard Price (gritty, real and modern day) and Life Class by Pat Barker (artistic and historical). I also really enjoyed Dark Roots by Cate Kennedy, dark short stories, and I just cannot get enough of Patricia Briggs sci fi/fantasy stuff this year.

The best gig I went to in June was definitely Sea Wolf. Soooooo wonderful live.

My favorite tunes in June….were mostly things I bought in April. When I look back through my posts, I was listening to a lot of: Joe Purdy, Joseph Arthur, Fleet Foxes, Meg Hutchinson, Mason Jennings, the aforementioned Sea Wolf and Someone Still Loves You Boris Yeltsin.

Random personal highlights: Amy’s whirlyball birthday party (whirlyball! so much fun!); Weis [college roommate] here for a weekend; out to dinner with Cinnamon.

Lowlights? I’m sure there were some (primarily secondary browsing location and stress related presumably) but thankfully all I can tell you right now by looking at my calendar is that I was too lazy to go to the Printer’s Row Bookfair this year (either day!) and that’s pathetic.

À la Nick Hornby, books in/books out for July.

Bought:

  • Peeps, by Scott Westerberg
  • Uglies, by Scott Westerberg
  • Finding Battlestar Galactica, by Lynnette Porter, David Lavery, and HIllary Robson
  • Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Philosophy, ed. by James B. South
  • Undead TV: Essays on Buffy the Vampire Slayer, ed. by Elana Levine and Lisa Parks
  • Battlestar Galactica and Philosophy: Knowledge Here Begins Out There, ed. by Jason T. Eberl
  • Stories of Your Life and Others, by Ted Chiang

Read:

  • Trespass, by Valerie Martin
  • Absurdistan, by Gary Shteyngart
  • Finding Battlestar Galactica, ed. by Lynette Porter, David Lavery, and Hillary Robson
  • Peeps, by Scott Westerfeld

I spent a significant part of the month reading two other books (The New Grant Book of the American Short Story, ed. by Richard Ford; and Battlestar Galactica and Philosophy, ed by Jason Eberl), but since I haven’t finished them, they’ll have to wait for August’s list…

À la Super Eggplant, currently, I am…

Eating: Not much. But drinking buttfuckingloads of caffeine (bad bad (and as a result) red-faced girl!). Caffeine + Rosacea = not so attractive.

Making: A blurb book from a select few of my Japan photos. Woot.

Reading: Still reading Dad’s and my challenge book for the month, “The New Granta Book of the American Short Story” edited by Richard Ford, when I’m at home. And reading “Finding Battlestar Galactica: the Ultimate Unauthorized Fan’s Guide” ed. by Lynette Porter, David Lavery & Hillary Robson on the El. [same as last week except FYI neither me nor Dad is going to finish this month’s challenge during this month. Whoops!] whoops, wrong BStarG book, actually reading Battlestar Galactica and Philosophy: Knowledge Here Begins Out There, ed. by Jason T. Eberl. Although it is true, neither Dad nor I is going to finish our challenge book this month (we’ll move on to our August book and hope we have time later in the month to go back and finish the July one).

Watching: Generation Kill. Love. Still carrying around the first disc of Band of Brothers for no reason since I’ve pretty much decided I won’t start it until Generation Kill is over so I don’t get confused about which war I’m in. Have been to The Dark Knight twice so far. Swoon.

Listening to: Earlimart “Hymn & Her”. a) it is an awesome album and b) they are awesome live, super nice and sweet. Also a lot of random singles.

À la Super Eggplant, currently, I am…

Eating: Like there’s no tomorrow. Seriously, people. On Friday, I must have been afraid there’d be a run on meat overnight because not only did I have a 900-calorie Chicken Poblano Fresco sandwich for lunch, but then I had BOTH a Brat AND a 2-lb. Hamburger at dinner. Along with 4? 5? Kirs. And as I’m sure you can imagine, I ate even grosser than that at Pitchfork all weekend. What is wrong with me?

Making: Technically nothing, last two days have been complete fucking hell on wheels at the secondary browsing location. But Jenn did rewrite the sleevecaps for me on the pattern I’m stuck on (ravelry link) so soon I will be working on that. Soon. Supposedly.

Reading: Still reading Dad’s and my challenge book for the month, “The New Granta Book of the American Short Story” edited by Richard Ford, when I’m at home. And reading “Finding Battlestar Galactica: the Ultimate Unauthorized Fan’s Guide” ed. by Lynette Porter, David Lavery & Hillary Robson on the El.

Watching: The Cleaner , a show that apparently I am the only person on earth to like. Have you read the reviews? Because they’re BAD. But I like it! Also The Closer, which I am enjoying but not as much; Saving Grace, which I am NOT enjoying at all; Burn Notice, which I am enjoying primarily when Tricia Helfer is on screen (she is sooo different than her BStarG character, and yet has some of the same powerful characteristics. It’s kinda awesome); and Generation Kill, which I am LOVING but am *ahem* only 15 minutes into the first episode. Slacker! And I’ve already watched Dr. Horrible’s Sing-Along Blog three times (all 3 eps) with many more repeat viewings to follow, I’m sure. As for the Big Screen, I loved both Wanted and The Dark Knight and frankly I’d like to see them both a second time over the weekend. We shall see.

Listening: to Nana Grizol “Love It Love It” which I bought after reading about them (a bunch of times) on this blog. It is a LOT of fun. And the Sea Wolf song “Neutral Ground” over and over after this morning’s El contretemps.

Complete Brain Breakdown of the Morning

Ah, ah ah ah, Hmmm, hmmm, hmmm, hmmm, hmmm, hmmm*… “warm hand”…hmmm hmm… “into mine”… hmmm hmmm hmmm hmmm….

Over and over and over in my head this morning. Could not remember a) more lyrics, b) song name, c) artist (so I could have just pulled the damn thing up on the Pod) for the life of me. Grrrrr.

Sea Wolf “Neutral Ground”: Ah ah ah ah, But here in the sky, lights flash before our eyes, and I feel your warm hand slipping into mine.

Good grief.

*hmmm = (humming the melody)

Angry Girl Music of the Morning

Raise your hand if your lipstick doesn’t make you a dumbshit
Raise your hand if the shape of your hips don’t
[sic] compare to the shape of your mind
You don’t even stand a chance
I’m not taking off my pants
I’m not a barbie doll, shopping mall, silicone substitution
I’m not a perfect ten, paper thin, Hollywood illusion

-Saving Jane “One Girl Revolution”

Big Screen: Wanted.

Sooooo much fun. Completely exhilarating! Great trip to the movie theater. Very different from Iron Man, but just as completely what I am looking for in an action movie. My two favorite movies of the year so far. No fucking doubt about it.

I LOVED IT. Dad LOVED it. Nipper loved it. Michelle liked but didn’t love it. The Chicago Reader hated it (prompting this response from Michelle: Damn! I liked it a little more than that dude. Who apparently doesn’t understand the difference between REALITY and a FUCKING MOVIE.).

Where it suffers in comparison with Iron Man:

  • The underlying mythology isn’t as strong. With Iron Man, it’s very clear why he decides to do what he does, what’s driving him, it makes sense in a very cause-and-effect way. When he sits in front of the press and says “somehow we’ve become comfortable with zero accountability” it’s like a jolt to your (any actual smart, responsible person’s) heart, a direct attack on the fucked up situation of today. With Wanted, it’s more smoke and mirrors. A very “In the Name of the Rose” or “DaVinci Code” type background. I mean, that’s fine, except that no one ever questions “who’s running the loom?” No one ever wonders who’s in the background pushing the buttons? The assassins committed to this society BELIEVE the loom is doing it all on its own? (Although in other ways, this does work for me. That whole “secret society buzz” has a very comic book feel to it, so I think it works in the movie, I just think it doesn’t work AS WELL as Iron Man’s themes.)
  • The situation isn’t as personal, or it technically should be, but it’s not presented that way. While RDJ’s character in Iron Man is in many ways someone living a life who just doesn’t care, when he does begin to care, it’s very personal. His name on the weapons, his legacy, etc. In Wanted, McAvoy sort of falls into things with an extreme lack of knowing what’s really going on. Things eventually become personal, but not at first, and they become personal via lies and misinformation that creates a kind of distance from any emotional effect. In other words: Iron Man becomes a MORAL QUEST. Wanted is about a gang of slaughterers. Fun, but kinda sick. Iron Man engages you on another dimension. As my Dad put it: It’s probably not good to kill people you don’t even know.
  • The Hero’s Glamour Factor. While RDJ’s character may not be on the moral highground to begin with, he’s not a frustrated loser working a shithole job and getting blindsided by his best friend either. He’s a little easier to fall in love with in that “beginning of the movie, suck you in, make you want to watch him” way. Much as I love Bright Abbott dearly, oh, man, I hated seeing him be the swindler of McAvoy.

Where it SHINES in comparison to Iron Man!!:

  • Hello, four words: Female Fucking Action Hero. Jolie* is just as much a focus as McAvoy, or any of the other assassins (even moreso). As Dad points out, “she is a MAJOR part of this movie, her part is outstanding and she’s outstanding in it.” Whereas in Iron Man while Gwyneth Paltrow is actually good (a rare enjoyment of her on my part), and has great chemistry with RDJ, her role is soooooo sidelines. And very retro, the female “secretary” role, even with sass is STILL the female secretary role. I mean, she goes to the final confrontation in 5-inch spiked heels to stand on the sidelines and shriek in distress. She’s good when she’s in it but she’s so auxiliary.
  • The Sets, particularly the Factory. While they make sense in the storyline, Iron Man’s modern office buildings and desert caves don’t really do as much for me as the sets in Wanted (although RDJ’s house is pretty cool). The textile mill/factory is really majestic in a way, I LOVED all the car chases through the El structures and the stuff on the El itself (I love you, Chicago! You’re so pretty!). And the train scenes at the end with his dad? And when Jolie drives her car onto it! VERY COOL!

Where both movies are GREAT:

  • Effects, effects, exhilarating effects. Even my Dad who is not generally fan of CGI bullet fights (Peckinpah and Walter Hill did it better, OLD SCHOOL, and he will happily talk your ear off about it), even he loved the “fight” scenes in Wanted. How about the final showdown at the textile mill, where McAvoy is picking up other people’s weapons as his way to reload? AWESOME!
  • Wit, sarcasm, banter. Both movies have enough of this to be interesting BEYOND the effects and the drama and the Super Heroness of it all. Comic relief so you don’t become bogged down by the horribleness of some of it.
  • The “training” scenes. RDJ in his laboratory with his robot helpers and McAvoy gettin’ schooled by Jolie. Like the scene where he’s trying to grab the shuttle? And then when he finally does? All done with nice touches of humor.

I could go on (and on…) but believe it or not, I actually have something else to do right now. Shocking!

Need I even say it? Highly recommended. (BOTH)

*And if you enjoy Jolie in this, I recommend you check out Mr. & Mrs. Smith (which I LOVED a ridiculous amount!) as well as the two Tomb Raider movies, because she is great in these mixes of physicality/sass/sex/etc.