Black Sheep

(2007) dir Jonathan King – w/ lots of actors you’ve probably never heard of — fresh faces — and, of course, the sheep.  Really, it’s all about the sheep.

Synopsis: A man, and his irrational fear of sheep.  Animal rights activists, and their disgust of genetically modified sheep.  A man, and his boundless greed.  Then, genetically modified sheep gone bloodthirsty crazy… and all of a sudden, the first man doesn’t seem so irrational, eh?

Review: I’ll happily go on record as saying that there are better zombie movies out there, and better monster movies, and possibly even better sheep movies (though I’m not sure what); but no way are there better zombie sheep monster movies out there. (Note to any budding directors out there: currently, Black Sheep is the only movie on imdb with the keyword “weresheep”.  We can only hope that this will eventually be remedied.)  “Black Sheep” is really a special kind of treat.

If you think that a movie about were-sheep (or even killer sheep, or mad scientists, is something you might be interested in, I can’t recommend this movie enough.  “Black Sheep” is by no means consistent throughout–there are some misses, here and there, where the tone isn’t quite right.  But when the movie gets it right, the effect is absolutely brilliant.  I’m not even using hyperbole when I say the very best parts of “Black Sheep” could easily go head-on-head with Citizen Kane in a death cage match.  No; that’s something else entirely.  On topic, though: I’ve never, ever, ever contemplated the possibility that mint might be outrageously funny.  Rest assured, it can be.  Or any number of other things this movie improvises, invents, appropriates and re-creates.  It’s bloody, campy, ingenious, and completely worth every minute.

If you have an unnatural fear of sheep, I don’t know what to say.  Maybe this movie will help you confront your demons.  I doubt it.

Rating: [••••] out of [•••••]

Sweet, sweet fame & fortune

So this is what it feels like to be a famous photographer.

(To be honest, it feels a little silly.)

(Also, I’m wantonly misinterpreting “famous”, and possibly also “photographer.”  And maybe “feels like.”)

I liked the book better than the movie

But the movie is (movies are) still pretty good.  Don’t think I’m complaining.

Because I’m not.

Not about that, anyway.

(Also, his event schedule looks pretty desolate right now, but if you get a chance, the “live event” is better than either the book or the movie.)

Word clouds

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Word (and tag) clouds are fairly useless (but interesting) way of arranging information.  Wordle is your go-to webapp for creating word clouds from just about anything.  (In the right hands, it might actually allow for a useful graphical representation of word frequency.)  In any case, it’s certainly an interesting time-sink.  Play with the source, the font, color, edging, orientation, and more!

(via Crooked Timber)

Visit the city of shadows

Mysterious, but not.

Death of Mr. Lazarescu

(2005) dir Cristi Puiu – w/ Ion Fiscuteanu as the eponymous Lazarescu, and a few other people, hospitals.

Synopsis: Mr. Lazarescu feels unwell, and calls an ambulance.  His neighbors harangue him for drinking, his family doesn’t want much to do with him, and various doctors, nurses, and EMTs (their Romanian equivalents, anyway) poke fun and insult him.  The plot is both incredibly straightforward, and not.

Review: Given the title and synopsis, you’d expect this to be a depressing move–and you’d be right.  You’d also expect it to be slow, and you might be wrong.  “The Death of Mr. Lazarescu” is meandering but methodical: not plodding, exactly, but certainly not speedy.  It is difficult to watch at parts, and bleak, and wrenching, but somehow also wry, and knowing, and rarely long.

I can’t entirely explain what makes this movie compelling.  There are brief glimmers of humanity, but they’re very often quashed by selfishness and indifference.  People are in a hurry.  They’re tired of being told things by others.  They don’t want other people to tell them what their jobs are, and they’re tired; it’s late.  And the old man probably just wants attention, they reason.  Stop drinking.  Don’t be so sick.  Get rid of that cat, why don’t you?  There is no good or evil in this story.  If there is any kind of hope, it surfaces in the most unlikely, unfulfillable ways.

Rating: [••••] out of [•••••]

Chuck Klosterman interprets foreign students interpreting America

Perhaps the most provocative essay argued for a tie between Ernest Hemingway and O.J. Simpson. The author’s point seemed to be that Hemingway was “not the typical American,” but that Simpson sort of was.

And:

One person wrote about the Hummer all-terrain vehicle. This is not technically a human, but I could see her point.

Nuggets of random anecdote. Fairly useless, but curious anyway.

(via Esquire: “How Foreigners See America,” by Chuck Kloserman [30 June 08])

Compelling explanations

Winnie-the-Pooh, a panther, and a mouse rob a passer-by of $160.

Also questionable: the robbers were wearing their costumes on account of “they had run out of clean clothes.”

(Although… probably not actually $160, as the setting of the crime in question is Tokyo.)

Related: Winnie-the-Pooh, Soviet style.

(via Reuters: “Winnie-the-Pooh held for robbery?” [12 Aug 08])

Sleuth

(2007) dir Kenneth Branagh, screenplay by Harold Pinter – w/ Michael Caine and Jude Law.  And a fancy necklace.

Synopsis: Andrew’s (Caine’s) wife has left him for Milo (Law).  Though of course the paperwork’s not entirely cleaned up yet.  Like a good fellow, Milo wants to have a sit-down with Andrew, a man-to-man.  A nice talk.  It’s kinda like “Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf”, minus the women, with a little more sleight of hand thrown in for good measure.

Review: It’s hard to do much in the way of reviewing without giving away the movie.  Yet Sleuth wasn’t surprising as it might have been–you don’t necessarily anticipate all the twists, but they also don’t come as that much of a surprise.  The antagonism and banter between Caine and Law is quite good (which is fortunate, because otherwise the movie would not be worth watching at all).  The dialogue itself has a peculiar cadence which you’ll either become accustomed to, or hate.  If you have a problem with the kind of rhythmic, unnatural dialogue of David Mamet, this might not be the movie for you.  The dialogue works, though, and gets you where you’re going.  The main problem I had was the characters: they’re fine folks, and charismatic, but not actually likeable.  Meaning, you don’t really care what happens to either of them.  Meaning… well, what was the point, again?  Human nature?

Rating: [•••½] out of [•••••]

Strangely, ‘Left Behind’ isn’t

The top 10 most discarded books in hotel rooms

1. The Blair Years by Alastair Campbell
2. Don’t You Know Who I Am? by Piers Morgan
3. A Whole New World by Jordan
4. Wicked by Jilly Cooper
5. Dr Who Creatures & Demons by Justin Richard
6. The Diana Chronicles by Tina Brown
7. I Can Make You Thin by Paul McKenna
8. Humble Pie by Gordon Ramsay
9. The Story Of A Man And His Mouth by Chris Moyles
10. Harry Potter And The Deathly Hallows by JK Rowling

(via Bookslut)