Tag: Review

  • Tacita Dean, Kodak (detail), 2006 Still from a black-and-while and color film in 16mm, 44 minutes

    When I see images like this, I generally do not consider it art–or maybe I do not see it as complete art. So much of the detail is not in the scene–the boxes at the bottom are cut off, the nobs move across the image in a way that makes me see that I am not seeing the entire image. And when I know that I am not getting the “whole picture” I stop looking. For some reason I am only interested in Art that I can “understand completely”.

    At some level, I know that this is ridiculous, any attempt to fully understand authorial intent is always going to end in tragedy, but at another level, I am worried about art that will not stand up to serious scrutiny. If I do not see the entire thing, I doubt that I will every be able to figure it all out. And I am a figure outer–knowing the whole story is important to me.

    Thus, I research the image & the artist–I do not trust that the image can contain the entire story. I need to work on that. I need to be more present with the art. To respond to what it says on the surface–I need to work to develop a more flat critical approach.

    This images talks to me about mass production. It has yellows, browns, and purples. Their is a rainbow like metaphor in the movements of color. The bottom of the image is framed by a wooden structure that is part of the machine. There is a chain, like a bike chain, which rises from the wood into the machine. The brown wood transforms into the white metal that holds the dials. The top of the image is very similar to the bottom–there is a parallelism which is somehow slopping from the bottom right up to the top left–as the colors slide so does the image.

    And there is a sense of slipping, the machine is slipping into or out of something. The chain has slipped.

    I can read that this image comments on the means of production slipping into an imaginary purple space.

  • Watercolor West XXXVII

    I went to this event in Brea with Scott and Toby. Before the show we had Indian food accross the street. It was very good food-buffet style, medium somosa, lots of fun.

    After lunch, we hit the gallery. Lots of weird watercolors. Some very realistic street scenes, lots of pictures of farm equipment, lots of pictures that were too light. We talked a lot in the gallery–Scott was having a very good time. Toby taught us a lot–petina or something which means pictures that are too light. The importance of fast brush strokes–of water colors as zen art.

    At the end of the exhibit we were standing in front of the second place painting. This short old Japanese dude walked up. Toby was not a big fan of the painting, but this guy knew stuff and Toby respected him–he shared his ideas on painting vs. illustrations. When I asked the guy to comment on the painting, he said that it demonstrated a lot of discipline.

    Indeed.

  • Batman: Hush Returns (reprints Gotham Knights 50-55, 66)

    This is a fairly straight Batman comic. The art is at time great, the plot is mostly simplistic, and the Batman is not really developed. Robin does see Fear in him–fear that Hush will harm his loved ones.

    I do not recommend this.

  • Superman

    I was not blown away. The plot is the same old plot. The villian is the same old villian. The villian has the same old plan. There was no character growth. The introduction of Lois Lane’s son was very good. And the kid that played him was quite and creepy which I really liked. But with all the great things that are going on in the comic, I would have thought that they could have come up with something significantly better then this.

  • Million Dollar Baby

    Lisa borrowed this from one of her sisters. It is an amazing film. Clint Eastwood may be my favorite director. The story is just about as perfect as possible, the camera work rules – some of the images will likely haunt me for the rest of my life, the entire thing is put together so well that it makes me sick.

    Of course, when it ended Lisa and I both looked at each other & asked what her nickname meant – somehow we missed this critical piece of information, so I am now going to look it up on the web…

    Google > million dollar baby galic is my search.

    And in typical Internet fashion, I find a grouchy answer on some Gaelic board:
    > It was supposed to be ‘mo chuisle’ which means ‘my pulse

    which of course makes sense…

  • James Frey – A Million Little Pieces

    I just started reading this last night & I cannot put it down – it is a really awesome book. I am not sure if I missed the Oprah coverage of it, but I am totally interested in the O take on this.

  • Chicken Run

    Went to the theatre on Alton and saw this with Sean, Diane, Connor, and Dononvan. It was a great outing, but the movie was not the best. First, there was a fat character, which is alway uncomfortable. The movie itself had way to much plot – like it was trying to hard. The popcorn was awesome.

    Eric Powers did have a single screen credit as technical director & that was awesome. Great to see someone that I know getting it done.

  • Superman Cartoon

    Jack got the new Superman series at the library this week. I have never seen it, but maybe tonight we can watch it. I am not sure if we have other plans for this evening, and havnig a plan is very important to me – I feel like we have been inside a lot this week, what with the Angels games, my moms visit, and me staying up all night on Wednesday.

    The headset commitment is getting harder – maybe Thursday needs to become moving night (which is why I write about movies on Friday – Doh!).

    I guess that the real key would be to stay awake during the movies. I used to make fun of Lisa for falling asleep, and now I am the one that cannot make it through a movie.

  • Daily Qur’an Reading

    I am still reading about 10 lines from the Qur’an basically daily. I think I originally came to this to find the thread of extremism that scares me so much in today’s Muslim. But I also wanted to find the thread of love that Sahar finds in this faith. I think what I have actually found is something much more serious inside of me – some facets of my inability to take things seriously that is founded I my ego’s belief that I am smarter then everyone – hubris of the mind. a very hard thing to let go.

  • Palindrome

    you know I have been thinking a lot about this movie, but I have not made much progress. It seems to be more compassionate the more I think about it, which is weird, because when I walked out of the theater I am pretty sure that I hated all mankind.

    Jennifer Jason Leigh completely steals this film – she is absolutely amazing. But the fact that the movie starts in the middle, has a main character who keeps changing identities, deals with religious extremism, sexism, and just about every other human cruelty that I can imagine, does not have much of a plot or story structure; I find it remarkable that I can somehow come away from this film with some sense of human progress.

    For some reason this movie gives me hope in humanities ability to adapt, to grow, to use reason, to somehow learn or something. I am not sure where I get this, becuase it definitely is not happening on the screen. I either brought this optimism to the theater with me or else the soundtrack was really really good.