No sooner is Run All Night opening, that the posters are turning up:
Archive for the ‘entertainment’ Category
Ian Volner at the WSJ writes about Pedro Ramírez Vázquez: Eight Reasons the Midcentury Icon Deserves Your Attention
The late Modernist architect—the Frank Gehry of Mexico—makes a good cocktail-party mention this week, especially now that his furniture’s back on the scene
Next up: “Latin America in Construction: Architecture 1955-1980,” organized by curator Barry Bergdoll at New York’s Museum of Modern Art, opens March 29 and will include several of Mr. Ramírez Vázquez’s architectural works.
Ramírez Vázquez designed the National Museum of Anthropology (see book above), but also is known among fans of mid-century modern style for his high-end interpretation of the humble equipal chair:
Rather than a flight of imagination, a philosophical and magical-realism clunker big enough to fuel dozens of film studies thesis for years to come.
Read my review at Da Tech Guy Blog.
Because you keep your edge by touting island-prisons,
Light A Cigar! Conan Storms Cuba Ahead Of Late-Night Competitors
The episode is intended to give O’Brien’s audience a rare glimpse into Cuban daily life, said show representatives in confirming the report to Deadline.
Mario Bournissen & Laura Rusconi performing to Roberto Goyeneche’s Viejo ciego, a most difficult song to dance to.
Congratulations to Mario and Laura on their upcoming wedding.
Back in my much younger and stupider days, I had to finish every book I started. Then I wised up and realized life’s too short to waste on crap. All along, I’ve been a compulsive omnivorous reader.
So when my sister came to visit raving about 50 Shades (which she picked up at the airport, after realizing she hadn’t packed her Kindle), I thought I should take a look.
Opening sentence: “I scowl with frustration at myself in the mirror.”
50(!) pages later, when pervy Mr. Grey hands the idiot girl a binding contract (all puns intended), I had enough of the crappy plot – if you want to call that a plot – and the execrable writing and returned the book to my sister, who by then was working her way through the second volume.
OF COURSE, 50 Shades is a huge hit and they made a movie out of it. The previews hit theaters six months ago.
The movie opens on Valentine’s Day. I truly can not understand why anyone would want to watch that on Valentine’s Day, of all times, but then bondage’s not my idea of a good time, let alone romance.
Last week I was feeding my addiction to British murder mysteries as I watched The Fall, wondering where I had seen the guy before, something that happens often since British actors constantly pop up on murder mysteries: IMDB,
So he’s Mr. Grey.
I wonder if he got that part from having played the creep in The Fall.
To get an whiff of the full 50 Shades aroma you must read Katrina Passick‘s review:
Now I’ll be totally honest, the biggest issue I have with Fifty Shades of Shit is neither the sex nor the horrible writing. It’s the plot. Thin as it is, it’s still there, its core message being that, given enough time, you can change someone. While I don’t have any problem with this if all you’re trying to do is help them to lose weight or quit smoking, when you’re talking about an emotionally and (dangerously close to) physically abusive relationship, sending that kind of message is ridiculous and irresponsible. Christian is controlling, possessive, condescending, and cruel. He doesn’t allow Ana to behave as she normally would, and Ana just puts up with it, insistent that if she can give him what he wants, when he wants, as often as he wants, she can eventually begin to pull his strings. Will it work? In the books, probably. In real life? No. Almost never. How many misguided women are going to waste their lives on some emotionally retarded prick because they’ve read shit like this and think this kind of fucked-up fairytale will come true for them? I’ve known women with this mentality. “Oh, he’s so dark and dangerous and threatening, but he’s got a sad, lonely side, and if I could just figure out what’s wrong, I could change him!”
Two restraining orders later, the lucky ones may figure out guys like that will never change – the others get a nice funeral, if any. My initial reaction from the book was, “Grey gets carried away, the girl’s dead, he dumps her on Puget Sound from his helicopter, end of story.”
As you can see from the links above, I’m not above making a buck, so if you still want to join the buyers of the 100 million copies, knock yourself out and please buy through my links.
Blogging on more serious matters shall continue shortly.
Oh! And I almost forgot –
Since I didn’t read the book I didn’t know that E.L. James crapped all over Tallis by using his masterpiece Spem In Alium (THE masterpiece of choral music) as Grey’s background music of choice for inflicting pain on sick idiots.
**ck James and the beaten-up horse she rode in on.
An audience of 200,000 turned out in Buenos Aires for the “La vida es una milonga” show designed by Chinese artist Cai Guo-Qiang.
Here’s D’Arienzo’s orchestration of La cumparsita, performed live,
I couldn’t find the name of the orchestra.