Monday, February 16, 2009
Sunday, February 15, 2009
I believe there are a plethora of excellent movies to see
in NYC this long weekend. In fact, I think there are too many great films to see.
Film Forum is showing Godard's 2 or 3 things I know about her. This is a *must-see.*
Tangentially speaking, the au naturale popcorn decorated with Baleine sea salt at Film Forum is such nifty hipster snack.
The MoMa always has amazing foreign films. Last night I saw The Flower Bridge and today I have a ticket to see Shadow of the Holy Book, a Finnish film.
Over at IFC, they're showing Gommorah. I can't wait to see that either. I've added an already hackneyed image of it for you. (You get it: semi-naked guys with guns & muddy sneakers.)
I believe the most titillating film among all these is Serbis. Down to the Angelika I go to see this Filipino flick. (By the way, if you tell me Filipino is not one of those words you have to double check the spelling of a dozen times, I'll never believe a word out of your mouth again!)
I believe we should all vote on an amendment to add three more hours to every weekend day.
Check yes or no.
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
I believe I have about four major life objectives.
I don't feel the need to rank them in any sort of order. One objective is to live in South America long enough to need a visa. Another objective is to make someone a U.S citizen through marriage. (I know, the person who doesn't believe in love is spouting off on marriage.)
I don't know who I'll make a citizen: Be he a Canuck, a Mexican, a Chilean, or an Italian.
Welcome to the land of Starbucks, Obama, Hollywood and Wall Street.
Sunday, February 8, 2009
I still believe love is fictional.
I still believe love is over.
I believe people confuse lust for love.
I don't buy romantic love. It's a great trope for movies and it works particularly well in films like The Princess Bride & Angel Baby. In some films, love is a lie.
I believe in liking people.
Saturday, February 7, 2009
It had been a long-ass time since I believed anything. It usually doesn't behoove me to wear the jaded New Yorker jacket though. Here are my newest beliefs.
I believe seeing the Tindersticks show in Brooklyn on March 6, 2009 will renew my soul.
When I purchased the tickets, I had a set person in mind to join me but alas it probably won't happen. Let's see what God has in mind for that particular night.
I believe in French butter. A crumpet turns into art, slice of toast is no longer bland all thanks to the magic that is French butter. Yes, I believe in the the beauty of slight things.
I had been battling God for a week or more but as the Flaming Lips say at the end of Fight Test, "The test is over."