Robert Altman's Brewster McCloud

After enjoying Dim Sum, we returned home. I decided to watch Robert Altman’s BREWSTER MCCLOUD. A film I had seen on late night TV when I was pretty young. The “story” takes place in Houston — most specifically in the Astrodome which must have been fairly new/cool for 1970. As a child, I did not grasp all of the sociopolitical “jokes” or much of anything other than there was a lady in it who was a sort of bird and a small guy who just wanted to fly.

Watching it today, the movie is so very dated and oddly simplistic for Robert Altman. Blame it on the thudding end to the 1960’s and drugs. But, the idea of watching Bud Cort wanting to be a bird still struck me.

After the DVD was over I walked outside and let the cool San Francisco breeze rush through my hair. The fog had been burned out by the sun. It was beautiful. I could hear the seagulls’ calls coming from the beach down the way. I closed my eyes and imagined that I was flying free and easy. Away and above all the mess that waits down here on the troubled ground.

July 10, 2011. Tags: , , , . Uncategorized. 7 comments.


The result of Sarah Polly & Adrien Brody Mucking About...

Saw the new “horror” flick, SPLICE, today. I know it has received rather mixed reviews, but I found it incredibly interesting and provocative. Not really much subtext – this film is an all-out assault against the suspicious ethics around DNA testing and further darkly humorous twisted exploration of child abuse, responsibilities of family life and the morally inappropriate. A big old celluloid ball of fire. I really thought it worthy viewing — tho, certainly not for all tastes. Not sure if it will actually find an audience. I suspect it goes way too far for the average sci-fi fan and has way too much sci-fi for the average art-house cinema junky. But, I liked it and found the special effects particularly effective.

After my viewing of this disturbing movie I had just enough money to grab a cup of coffee. And, I came face to face with one of the things I fear most: birds. Yes, I am a-scared of birds. Always have been. And, not because of that silly 60’s movie — but just because of the way they move about. Creeps me out. I remember feeling rather validated when I saw JURASIC PARK and the correlation between flesh-eating dinasours and birds was made. No wonder they creep me out.
Anyway, this experience triggered a protective instinct in me and made me feel a great deal of empathy/sympathy for this poor bird.

I walked into this random coffee shop. The door was open. I got my coffee and a bird flew in and was so freaked out. It kept trying to get out of the shop but continuously flew into the windows not finding the door into which it had flown. So, instinctively, I attempted to coo and attract the bird to lead it to the door. It almost worked, but then the bird suddenly threw itself into some sort of mad panic. It flew away from the way out and to the back of the shop to the register. Upon being shu’d away from the counter it zoomed forward — and crashed into a window breaking its neck. The bird died.

…talk about put me off my coffee. Made me sad.

June 14, 2010. Tags: , , , , , , , , . Uncategorized. 4 comments.