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Forgive me, LJ, it has been one week since my last rambling.

- Saw Tropic Thunder over the weekend. I guess all the controversy has died down, now that people have seen the film and realized what it was actually making fun of. I went in with unreasonably high expectations, but I wasn't necessarily disappointed; I laughed my ass off, and I only wish it was more subversive than it actually ended up being. To put it another way - I wish Mr. Show had made this movie.  I also found it more than amusing (and also a little weird) that for all the furor about Robert Downey Jr. in blackface, and the pronounced use of the word "retard", nobody (after the movie actually came out) talked about Tom Cruise's performance as the hairy, swarthy, controller-of-all-media alpha-Jew.

- Also caught up on a bunch of Netflix movies that had been piling up; we watched Blow Up, which was somewhat anticlimactic but beautifully filmed (and now I want to watch everything else Antonioni has done), and we also (finally) watched Mulholland Drive, which was fucking fantastic. Can't believe I hadn't yet seen it. Lynch does those creepy POV tracking shots like nobody else in the business. (We also watched The Shining in HD the other day, and according to IMDB, Kubrick had the cast and crew watch Eraserhead to better get in the mood, which I found very interesting indeed.)

- Finished 2 books since last week, too: Rendezvous with Rama and The Somnambulist, both of which I give 4 out of 5 stars. RwR is really well written but the story, in and of itself, isn't really all that spectacular; The Somnambulist is really well written and is quite a good yarn, but ultimately is forgettable. Now I'm on to the new Sedaris.

- I already know I'm pretty susceptible to outside influence when it comes to songwriting; for the last month or so I've been trying to write uptempo rockers instead of the usual sad-bastard stuff I do, but then I got my hands on this Bon Iver record and it's been breaking my heart with how fucking beautiful and sad and lonely it is.  Listen to the clip of "Re: Stacks" and you'll get a brief glimpse of what the last 24 hours has been like inside my head.

- A bunch of old high school friends have taken it upon themselves to post very old pictures on Facebook and it's kinda freaking me out, how much of a gigantic dork I was.  I mean, we all were dorks back then; but MAN, I was a dork.
the scene at winky's with the first shot of the homeless man behind the dumpster. holy crap!

that movie made me so sad. in particular the "por tu amor" song. sigh.
That whole second half of the movie is heartbreaking, even if it took me a while to figure out what the hell is going on. I still can't get over Naomi's performance.
The ending of The Somnambulist was a little bit deux ex, but I had a decent time reading it, and felt it a worthwhile break from my work.