August 3, 2010
Mandatory Inception Post

I was very curious about this film, as the kinds of people whose opinions I respect seemed to be divided between those who really, really loved it and those who thought it was utter crap; the kind of thing that happened with Avatar (which, for the record, I went in expecting to hate but ended up quite liking).

I found it enjoyable overall, but perhaps it would have been more so had there been less buzz around it, as I may have expected too much (either epic win or epic fail, when really, it was just pleasant). I found its supposed complexity overstated, as the structure of nested realities/multiple dreamscapes was not THAT mindblowing; it’s cool, but not more.

The worst part for me was that for a film so focussed on psychic “depth”, there was little of it to be found in the characters. I could not empathize with any of them, as I didn’t really get a chance to really know them, or invest emotionally in them. The whole plot zoomed by like under dream-logic in itself, which might be some teenagers’ idea of a filmic “twist” (no doubt some will interpret the final gimmick as such, though that interpretation hardly coheres given the film’s own diegetic logic), yet I watch films to feel something. Maybe I would have thought otherwise had I seen Inception as a teen; high concept was enough to thrill me back then, but not anymore.

Don’t get me wrong, there were several strong scenes where the editing, music & acting helped evoke some emotions, but even these rang hollow within the story arc as a whole, making them seem more like gestures of plot than an actual progression of one.

I want to share one particular anecdote from the theater though: after the parallel-edited scene between Youssef’s tumbling van & Arthur’s fight in the hotel, a guy in the audience let out an audible sound of impressed relief, and several people then started clapping (this sometimes happens in Lebanese cinemas, but usually at the end, or after a major climax). I found this especially poignant given the structural/psychic connections between the two realities on screen; the audience’s affective response metaphorically meshed our reality with the scaffolding of  realities on screen. This lucky metaphor became even more ‘blatant’ when, after the clapping subsided, Youssef turns around and asks his companions: “Did you see that?”, seemingly echoing the audience’s own impressed feelings with the situation.

I also really liked the score. lol

July 30, 2010
While trying to find some info about a certain video (more in a bit, let’s pace this story), I stumbled on this picture of Mounir Maasri in the Lebanese film Garo. I saw this screened a few years ago as part of a sideshow to Beirut’s annual European Film Festival; I’m guessing this was the one in 2003. The point of the auxiliary screenings, of course, was to bring younger audiences in contact with their film heritage, and so clearly, the theater was full of hipsters and film students; your typical Hamra-slash-Gemmeyze crowd.
As the quirky action film progressed, it was becoming obvious that everyone was trying their best to suppress their giggles. Finally, at one specific moment I believe was not too far from the shot depicted above, no-one could hold it any longer and the whole theater erupted in laughter. Wild, teary whooping laughter. And it was the greatest moment I’d ever shared with cinema-goers in my life. Seriously, it was really something.
Of course, I felt utter joy at our mutual recognition of the garbage being served to us as our heritage, but this was punctuated with bouts of melancholy and guilt over the lost naivete.
This was a pre-war film after all.
Which brings me back to the point being: is it possible that the ‘Agression and Resistance’ mentioned in Maasri’s filmography is the same as the ‘Liban: Agression et Resistance’ produced by the Lebanese Forces after the siege and massacre of Tal el Zaatar? Could he have written & directed this film featuring Bashir Gemeyel on his “drowning” among the Arabs?
I really have no clue. Any information anyone might have would be appreciated.

While trying to find some info about a certain video (more in a bit, let’s pace this story), I stumbled on this picture of Mounir Maasri in the Lebanese film Garo. I saw this screened a few years ago as part of a sideshow to Beirut’s annual European Film Festival; I’m guessing this was the one in 2003. The point of the auxiliary screenings, of course, was to bring younger audiences in contact with their film heritage, and so clearly, the theater was full of hipsters and film students; your typical Hamra-slash-Gemmeyze crowd.

As the quirky action film progressed, it was becoming obvious that everyone was trying their best to suppress their giggles. Finally, at one specific moment I believe was not too far from the shot depicted above, no-one could hold it any longer and the whole theater erupted in laughter. Wild, teary whooping laughter. And it was the greatest moment I’d ever shared with cinema-goers in my life. Seriously, it was really something.

Of course, I felt utter joy at our mutual recognition of the garbage being served to us as our heritage, but this was punctuated with bouts of melancholy and guilt over the lost naivete.

This was a pre-war film after all.

Which brings me back to the point being: is it possible that the ‘Agression and Resistance’ mentioned in Maasri’s filmography is the same as the ‘Liban: Agression et Resistance’ produced by the Lebanese Forces after the siege and massacre of Tal el Zaatar? Could he have written & directed this film featuring Bashir Gemeyel on his “drowning” among the Arabs?

I really have no clue. Any information anyone might have would be appreciated.

May 29, 2010
Russian graffiti in the fallen Reichstag /via @neatorama

Russian graffiti in the fallen Reichstag /via @neatorama

May 26, 2010
Eugene Hutz, 1973 /via @trixl

Eugene Hutz, 1973 /via @trixl

May 24, 2010
Russell Joslin - Story Gang [on thesixtyone]

“This story may not help you, these words may fail,
But I just read a book that made me wanna chase my tail:
About a man who couldn’t fathom water in his cup,
And now that I’ve finished it, I wanna tear it up.
So what do you say to that bookworm? Do you feel like lynching me?
Do you wanna see me hanging from the nearest year-old tree?
Well catch me if you can you fucker I can run for days,
These polluted city branches couldn’t hold me anyway.
(this part is about ‘The Trial’ by Franz Kafka)

November 11, 2009
the (flightless) birds. this triggers a distinct memory of texting someone in beirut about watching hitchcock’s birds in nyc after that person had texted about listening to a costello song i was into & thinking of me. isn’t this networked, intertextual, cross-temporal highbrow/lowbrow meshwork of affectivity wonderful? and like, really really privileged?
cute pic :)

via blackandwtf + happyphototeam

the (flightless) birds. this triggers a distinct memory of texting someone in beirut about watching hitchcock’s birds in nyc after that person had texted about listening to a costello song i was into & thinking of me. isn’t this networked, intertextual, cross-temporal highbrow/lowbrow meshwork of affectivity wonderful? and like, really really privileged?

cute pic :)

via blackandwtf + happyphototeam

November 6, 2009
my @sixwordstories

  • Fearful, we stooped sudating.. then flinched.
  • Hoarse, I trade drops for hammers.
  • “You’re strange yourself,” she said. “Fine.”
  • She looked at him. He misunderstood.
  • Chapter I “Dialing remodeled geocities, altering their vistas” Chapter II “Depopulated, home changed with the cursory” Chapter III “Sans serf, sans master, L’Aventurier understood.” Chapter IV “Someday, he’ll touch the maximal. Maybe.”
  • Adventured in the Wilderness. Hence, parched.

October 18, 2009
clock shock

clock shock

September 15, 2009
from ‘Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close’

“When Dad was tucking me in that night and we were talking about the book, I asked if he could think of a solution to that problem.

“Which problem?”

“The problem of how relatively insignificant we are.”

He said, “Well, what would happen if a plane dropped you in the middle of the Sahara Desert and you picked up a single grain of sand with tweezers and moved it one millimeter?”

I said, “I’d probable die of dehydration.”

He said, “I just mean right then, when you moved that single grain of sand. What would that mean?”

I said, “I dunno, what?”

He said, “think about it.”

I thought about it. “I guess I would have moved a grain of sand.”

“Which would mean?”

“Which would mean I moved a grain of sand?”

“Which would mean you changed the Sahara.”

“So?”

“So? So the Sahara is a vast desert. And it has existed for million of years. And you changed it!”

“That’s true!” I said, sitting up. “I changed the Sahara!”

“Which means?” he said.

“What? Tell me.”

“Well, I’m not talking about moving that one grain of sand one millimeter.”

“Yeah?”

“If you hadn’t done it, human history would have been one way…”

“Uh-huh?”

“but you did do it, so…?”

I stood on the bed, pointed my fingers at the fake stars, and screamed: “I changed the course of human history!”

“That’s right.”

“I changed the universe!”

“You did.”

“I’m God!”

“You’re an atheist.”

“I don’t exist!” I fell back onto the bed, into his arms, and we cracked up together.” (via loveyourchaos)

September 10, 2009
A spectacular representation, but close enough to bring back images of a recurring nightmare I used to have. I haven’t had it for a while.

via loveyourchaos + iamthecrime + bodiescombine

A spectacular representation, but close enough to bring back images of a recurring nightmare I used to have. I haven’t had it for a while.

via loveyourchaos + iamthecrime + bodiescombine

September 8, 2009
‘Hunt for ogres & dwarves, Lion-Slicer.’

via igather + curate + larebelde + mijamia + juliasegal

‘Hunt for ogres & dwarves, Lion-Slicer.’

via igather + curate + larebelde + mijamia + juliasegal

September 5, 2009
Trust Theory!☺

via @IlllllllllllllI

September 4, 2009
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Flogging Molly - Black Friday Rule

Frontman Dave King on stage, to mohawked fan in crowd (Birmingham, November 2008): “Did yer Ma make that fer ya?? Aww y’made it yerself didja? Good boooy”

I think punks should learn how to dance.

August 31, 2009
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Fair to Midland - Dance of the Manatee

This album reminds me of the Midlands in more ways than one, and it is dawning on me that I may have misplaced it while moving out of my residence. This saddens me, but I still have its case with me; a shell of beautiful music, an echo chamber of memories always un-lost. ‘Good-enough’ consolation.

“We had ourselves a ball, oh yes we did”

August 24, 2009
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re http://bit.ly/13KycZ Ground Control to Major Tom, as heard on Radio Campus, BDX