safran foer

Almost all the way through Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close now, and I’m still astounded by what an emotional gold mine this book is. In many ways this novel feels more like a collection of insights, and I really wonder if Foer has ever considered writing lyrics, or considered teaming up with a musician. Bet he’d be a damn good lyricist…

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broken social scene, live

You know that feeling when a kid and you go, ‘Man, rock concerts could be so much fun… I can’t wait to go to one of those when I’m older…’

Then you finally get there, go to some really shitty shows, where the music is really loud, your heroes seem fake, the songs don’t match up half as well live as they do on record, and you’re getting pushed around in a mosh-pit of people who aren’t even listening to the music, and you’re thinking, ‘Ok, maybe this is just how it is. Maybe this is it.’

Well BSS was not that. I am thoroughly moved by their commitment to playing music as opposed to putting on a ’show’ that sticks to arbitrary theatrics. Thank you BSS for a life changing concert. Sometimes it’s the most straightforward and down to earth things that blow your mind. I enjoyed every moment of the 2+ hours and hope it isn’t too long before I get to see you guys again live.

Cheers.

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it might get loud

I saw this documentary a week ago, and felt compelled to say: This is not a good documentary. The general premise is interesting: Bring together three famous guitarists – Jimmy Page, Jack White and The Edge, and have them talk about the electric guitar, as well as their own paths towards becoming musicians. The documentary is well shot, slickly edited and very ‘cool’. But it is ultimately a failure.

The observations about music and the guitar are very superficial and lack insight. For a documentary ABOUT the guitar (or at least about music), one can expect that the audience is relatively educated on the subject matter. Yet there is hardly any discussion of actual music (from a compositional / writing, or even guitar technique perspective). The documentary seems to focus on the persona of these guitarists as perceived by the general public. Most of the musical cutaways are very short, between 10-20 seconds long, and the musical demonstrations are oversimplistic. One scene for example, involves The Edge playing a guitar riff without effects, then with effects, and saying something along the lines of, ‘See how different it sounds?’ No mention of what the effects are, or any specifics of what his methodology is. Similarly, another scene shows how Jack White has modded a vocal microphone inside a guitar. The next scene shows him performing with it. For about 10 seconds. What’s the point? Apparently it’s just cool. Yes, there is actually a scene that shows one of The Edge’s engineers pointing at a bunch cables, saying, ‘And this goes from here, to there to here, to here…’ I can see there are a bunch of cables, but pointing that out is not insightful or emotionally compelling. Similarly, there is a scene that shows Jimmy Page listening to one of his favourite records, but there isn’t much elaboration on why it is his favourite record.

It is a disappointment, because one can sense that the three subjects are articulate and have a lot to share, but the filmmaker is unwilling to probe deeper.

You’ve got Jimmy Page, of classic rock, Jack White of minimalist blues, and The Edge of stadium pop rock. This deliberate choice seems to indicate that the film will be about the contrasts between each of their styles, their different approaches to guitar playing, and then the interplay of ideas between them. In fact, Jack White even muses at the beginning of the documentary that they might, ‘Get into a fight,’ or something along those lines. So the filmmaker is setting us up for some clash of the titans deal. Yet there is very little actual DISCUSSION in the documentary between the guitarists. Each of their styles is presented in separate scenes, and we don’t get any meaningful interplay of ideas between these guitarists. Sounds like a bullshit ’summit’ to me…

This review sounds overwhelmingly negative, but I have to clarify – I think there was potential for this to be a really good film, but it just ended up being fluffy. The scenes about how they became musicians are actually quite good, but there wasn’t a carry through, or a conviction in the style of the documentary – is it about journeys? Or is it about the history of the electric guitar? Is it about who they are as people? It seems to be a bit about everything, and not enough about anything.

Let this be a lesson learnt on how not to make a music documentary.

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more films i saw in july

Some musings re: films I saw at this year’s NZIFF…

I Am Love – This film should work. Theoretically. It has a solid premise, an appropriate food metaphor, nice cinematography, solid performances from the cast all-around, and some bold themes running through. But somehow, I felt a great deal of emotional distance between myself and the characters, so it was really hard to relate or care for any of them. I’m sure this was intended, and could probably work in some films, but for a film that asks us to look into the lives of those trapped in a cold, harsh, seemingly passionless (and love-less?) world, do we not need at least one character who we can relate to? I presume this character is Tilda Swinton’s, and she does pull off a flawless performance, but I could never get inside her head/heart. The visual direction also annoyed me slightly – numerous track-ins to doorways, weird editing decisions that I couldn’t comprehend intellectually (or emotionally) and just a general feeling that the film wasn’t conceived holistically. Kinda walked out not quite knowing if the film said anything. I mean… [spoiler] tragedy caused by an accidental slip into a swimming pool? Very ’season finale’ of Days of Our Lives. She didn’t exactly push him in, and it was sorta a fast scene. I dunno, that particular narrative decision (on which the last half hour or so of the film hinges) just seems like an avoidance of actually dealing with the film’s themes that were set up earlier, followed by a disproportionately ‘operatic’ ending. Just felt lopsided. But I do know people who saw this and really enjoyed it. I can see why, but I just feel like there’s a much better film in here than the one I actually saw…

Poetry – a film that ultimately doesn’t quite convey a clear thematic throughline, most probably due to its grand ambitions to tackle ‘life, rape, poetry, meaning, disillusionment, youth, morality and everything else’. But it’s a damn good film that presents moment after moment of truthful and sincere living, and probably still rates as my favourite film from this year’s fest.

Howl – I really enjoyed James Franco’s performance in this film, and I think it stands as a nice introduction to the Beat Generation, a good starting point for more exploration for anyone who hasn’t read a lot of stuff from the period. Though I can’t help but be skeptical of the animation-representation of Howl used throughout the film. I think one of the joys of poetry is that everyone can put their own imagery to the words they read/hear, and the animation presents a very specific interpretation. But throughout the interview material, Ginsberg sheds light on a lot of common and interesting struggles artists of any form face in terms of identity, desire and process, so it’s definitely worth seeing for that alone.

Oh, and the photo above is a screenshot taken from a film I saw on DVD today…

Dogtooth (2009) - Is this a great movie or what? It plays out a simple sociological experiment: three kids are brought up by their parents in a vacuum. They have never left their house, never seen a movie, almost never talked to anyone apart from their siblings and their parents, and they spend their days doing mundane exercises that are designed to make them ‘better’. Their father has told them that it’s a dangerous world out there, and that when, and only when they lose their dogtooth, will they be ready to leave the house. Obviously, as the story plays out, this very specific and (to us) odd world system begins to crack. It makes one question a lot of things about family, normality, social structures, nature vs. nurture and all that blah, and is quite frankly just a very straightforward and powerful film that says no more or less than it needs to. Completely assured direction and haunting performances from all the actors. See it.

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toy story 3

You know you’ve made a good film when a grown man cries for the last 15 minutes of its duration and feels compelled to buy a figurine of the central character even though the film is the concluding chapter of the series.

Day & Night (attached to Toy Story 3) is an amazing short film. There are a lot of filmmakers out there doing innovative things with the film medium – but Day & Night integrates it with beautiful emotional pay-offs, which is why it works – the breaking of the 4th wall is integrated into the narrative so none of it feels out of place. That, and the fact that the formal innovations are used as a vehicle to deliver the story, not the other way round. Definitely my favourite Pixar short so far.

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a serious man

This latest film from the Coen brothers is frustratingly good.

Sometimes you watch films you like, and films you don’t like, and you can talk about why. But sometimes you just watch films that say something true, and then all that other stuff becomes less important. A Serious Man is one of those films. Some true shit goin’ on here yo! Definitely recommended.

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me and orson welles

If you’ve ever felt infatuated with the arts and the idea of a career in theater / film / music, this is a great film to watch.

The hunger of ambition, the disjuncture between one’s conception of art vs. what art turns out to be, the challenge of being true to oneself, the very notion of truth and authenticity – all of these themes are at work in this latest film directed by Richard Linklater. It really captures that fuzzy feeling of being young and feeling like nothing matters except having a dream of some sort – a fuzzy, unrealistic, vague dream… and being in the space of people who all, for different reasons, have gathered together for… we’re not sure what. That’s why this is such a good film – it never tries to define the nature of art, but rather leaves that to the audience. It sticks to the core, adolescent emotions of Richard – an aspiring young actor who skips school / misses out on the standard signifiers of youth for a bit part in Welles’ production of Julius Caesar.

It’s more of a coming of age story than anything else, and this is why I think the film succeeds – it knows the story it has to tell, and it does it well. A film about Orson Welles could’ve easily been a ten hour mini-series. Instead, the film focuses on defined glimpses of Welles’ (provided with amazing transparency due to the kick ass performance from Christian McKay), but always with relevance and through the eyes of Richard. Zac Efron is perfectly cast, and this is a great cross-over film for him. It plays on his vulnerabilities, and also the audience’s uncertainties and skepticisms about his ability to be a serious actor. These discourses work their way into the film to positive effect, and he does a commendable job. Claire Danes is also great like usual.

At the end of the film, Richard doesn’t know everything about what he wants to do with his life – but he’s more comfortable with the idea that he’s just starting. And that’s really comforting alright. Haha.

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life on mars?

Bowie’s about as epic as it gets. What a great storyteller and such an evocative and powerful performance. This is what it’s like to own a song.

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oliver james

Fleet Foxes… new album out this year. This is my favourite song from their magnificent debut from 2008 – the album closer ‘Oliver James’. One guitar, a powerful voice, great lyrics. What more could you want?

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listenography A

So for the past few months I’ve been taking the approach of listening to 2-3 new albums a day, in a ’scatter-gun’ approach – listening to lots of music, of different genres, with not much discrimination, and not much depth. As we move into the second half of the year, and winter, I’m switching over to the ’shot-gun’ approach, where I take the albums or artists I’m really interested in and listen to them again and again. It’s an organic process, as I think at some point your head and heart reach maximum density, and you have to start digging deeper for more space.

But anyway, here are some songs that have really caught my ear in the last few months (not necessarily released in 2010, but ones that have garnered the highest play counts):


Phoenix – One Time Too Many
Not from their newest / blow-up album Wolfgang Amadeus. I love how the hooks never quite get there – like there’s this ceiling and they’re pushing on it gently without ever breaking the house down. Lines, ‘Slow down your tan, I’m gonna miss you a lot,’ and, ‘It’s a long way to look alike,’ clinch the song for me. There’s a certain tragedy to the song that is hard to work out, but the more you listen to it, the more it seeps into your consciousness.


Broken Social Scene – Sentimental X’s
Always known for their soundscapes, the new album, after double-digit spins, has become one of my favourites – it’s tight and it’s got a certain clarity I’ve never experienced from BSS. Sentimental X’s is a favourite – almost like the older sister of Anthems for Seventeen-Year-Old Girl. There’s always the question of whether or not a song is being too vague, or if it’s just being subtle. Sentimental X’s fuzz lyrics sit on the subtle end for me, and it’s entirely due to the arrangement – a smooth aural palette punctuated by what sound like trumpet buzzes in the first verse and trademark pentatonic guitar runs all the way through. It’s such a great example of how texture creates imagery, and how imagery supports texture. Love it.


The Veils – A Birthday Present
Only truly discovered these guys at the turn of the year, despite them being around for ages. And having hummed to their hits on many an occasion, e.g. The Tide That Left and Never Came Back. There’s a certain conviction and poetic grace to their lyrics that just puts them in their own category. Memorable lines include, ‘Indelible stains of the human race,’ and, ‘There’s no sense in waiting for swift completion to come / That invitation is all I’m waiting on.’ What’s beautiful about the lyrics is you can apply it to a religious context or just read them as is. That, and the fact that they really max out the plagal cadence.


The National – England
Most affecting track from the new album, it’s gripped me from the first listen, and hasn’t let go yet. High Violet is no Boxer for sure, but there are some great lyrical turns, including the trademark National-style ‘long sentences that never seem to end’. E.g. ‘Someone send a runner through the weather that I’m under for the feeling that I lost today.’ It’s like taking a bath, except the bath is a song, and you sink very very slowly. They’re masters of the slow-burn.


Goldenhorse – Fish
This song is a couple years old, but I don’t think it was a single? Anyway, beautiful harmonies, and a classic songwriting pop example of the substitution of the tonic for the relative minor = ‘ace I feel sad, but I don’t know why’ vibe in the chorus. Just listen to it.

Enjoy. More to come in a couple months, maybe.

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