Thursday, 28 June 2007
Public Announcement
Due to my recent employment in the hellhole formerly known as Zara, I am alas forced to take it easy (blog-wise at least) as a result of the gruelling hours. I will try to entertain you with delightful tit bits whenever I can, just bare with me.
Ginny Jones
Wednesday, 27 June 2007
Venturous Vixens
One of my favorite contemporary artists is Audrey Kawasaki. Audrey, known for her ethereal oil-on-wood paintings, is a 24-year-old Japanese artist out of L.A. and a dropout from the Pratt Institute.
Her paintings are breathtakingly beautiful and surreal seeing as they were created using a delightful mix of Manga and Art Nouveau. She has an uncanny style of depicting the female form (reminiscent of Schiele and Klimt), showing the subjects in innocent and also very sensual/erotic ways while at the same time exuding a darker tone and a disturbing presence of strange magnificent alien princesses with porcelain doll faces. This magnetic kind of glamour that suggests a darker side to all this seductiveness is stunningly alluring. Her girls are precious, pouty, sexy and a tinge of misery or despair is sprinkled around their eyes as if they were just caught in an ephemeral and otherworldly moment of indulgence.
She paints with luscious and delicate brushstrokes, adding to the haunting fairytale atmosphere. Her sharp yet dreamy imagery combined with the wood panels that she paints on, creates an unexpected warmth to the inscrutable subject matter. She gives her seductive yet melancholy characters a sensual esoteric realm of their own that lures in spectators and produces a faint sense of accessibility. The intriguing and feminine bedroom (come and get me) eyes of these elusive women are Kawasaki’s weapon of choice to enthral her mesmerized audience.
Tuesday, 26 June 2007
The Homecoming King
The story goes as followed: Andrew Largeman (Braff) returns to his hometown in New Jersey for the first time in nine years, after receiving word from his father (Holm) that his mother has died. Busy avoiding his father, he visits some old friends and makes some peculiar new ones at the doctor’s office of all places. While he’s reconnecting with the past he also finds something he lost a long time ago, namely himself.
This is a charmingly warm-hearted and quirky movie (you might have noticed I kinda have a soft spot for movies with a perfect mix of melancholy madness and heartwarming humor). It is all relatively standard stuff at first glance, but much of the zing of the movie comes from the wobbly curve balls that Braff throws at the formula. As writer-director he never stops telling us a tale that's true at it’s core and surprisingly unself-conscious. You have to be ambitious to direct yourself in the first movie you've ever directed but despite this, his motivation feels genuine meaning that he wanted to make a movie because he actually had something to say instead of just wanting to spread his name around as a career move.
Portman (as his newly found friend Sam) is vibrant and lovely. Her performance is relaxed and giddy, but there's also an edge of sorrow to it. She is an overjoyed epileptic and compulsory liar who is Braff’s opposite. Her warm, fearless and explosive nature complement his level, pessimistic and sedated self. And eventually makes him realise that good or bad, life is still worth living to fullest.
OK, there are a few cliches : the return of the prodigal son mixed with your average coming-of-age tale but, injected with unexpected depth and grace. Sometimes the story might get a little too cute but overall it is a hidden treasure well worth the dig.
The music that accompanied the film was hand-picked by Zach Braff. The songs, in my opinion, exemplified the emotional subtleties of the film perfectly. He rightfully accepted a Grammy Award in 2005 for Best Compilation Soundtrack Album for a Motion Picture, Television or Other Visual Media.
Zach Braff shows genuine talent with his smart, perceptive and funny film debut.
Sunday, 24 June 2007
How to Coup
All Families are Psychotic has your run of the mill soap opera plot which enables you to read it with the speed of lightening. The Drummonds are your typical dysfunctional family: there’s mom, dad, dad’s trophy wife, the now-married eldest brother who slept with said trophy wife, the middle sister NASA astronaut with one hand thanks to thalidomide, the youngest mullet-headed suicidal sibling and the woman he’s knocked up who I might add, has no vowels in her name. Half the family has AIDS and is also plagued by financial disaster and felonious activities. They are forced (by a series of ever more fantastic occurrences) to attempt to deal with each other. All of pop culture's plagues are represented: AIDS, cancer, addiction, domestic violence, divorce, adultery, and so much more. Everyone's got something wrong with them which often is the case. Throw in some clever observations, earnest feelings, stylistic quirks and you’ve got one juicy novel.
Another one of Coupland’s brilliant books is Microserfs about the lives of coworkers in the software industry and the effect of their work on their relationships and lives. Here he tries (for the first time) to create a bridge between the art and literary world by using bold and unusual typography in a lot of the book’s page layout reminiscent of Pop Art and Text Art. This idea is expanded in the sensational and wacky Jpod which also deals with more or less the same subject matter. This is a novel filled with black comedy and Coupland’s trademark plot twists that also investigates life inside an amoral culture bombarded with too much information. Another recommendation is the stunning Hey Nostradamus which sucks you into an emotional roller coaster as the impact of a high school shooting is dissected.
Much of Coupland's work explores the unexpected cultural shifts created by the impact of new technologies on North American culture. Reoccurring themes include the conflict between secular and religious values, difficulty in aging, adulthood, an ironic attitude in response to intense media saturation and an aesthetic fascination with pop culture and mass culture. Coupland is constantly exploring how the human mind and soul function within the generally static realm of middle class suburbia. He writes with tabloid sensationalism, which he then undermines with ironic self-awareness.
His new novel The Gum Thief will be released this winter.
Vintage Rock
When I was a little girl I was captivated by their lush videos that complemented their songs to a T while at the same time having the allure of a short film due to the presence of many rising stars. Their songs were catchy, dramatic, full of life and able to touch everyone’s rebellious side. Their musical evolution over the years has made them major innovators in American hard rock, pop, glam, blues and rap and has also inspired legions of rock artists that came after them. Aerosmith's longevity (37 years and still going strong), durability, and adaptability have allowed them to sustain high levels of popularity, acclaim and success. Due to their string of ground-breaking hard-rock albums, they also hold the record for the most gold, platinum, and multi-platinum albums by an American band.
Anyway, they gave one hell of a show (including a priceless Hunter S. Thompson-esque clip at the end) performing various hits and a few lesser known gems. Steven Tyler was doing his best to stay true to his image as rock “god” by hogging the spotlight whenever he could. Oddly enough his lavish presence with a balanced mix between frenzy and cool reminded me of a future version of Jack Sparrow. But despite Tyler’s efforts to steal the show, my praise goes out to Joe Perry who played his guitar like there was no tomorrow and showed us what old-school rock is all about.
Highlights were of course the classics: Crying, Walk This Way, I Don’t Want to Miss a Thing and my personal favorite Dream on (sampled by Eminen in 2002 in Sing for the Moment) which gave me goose bumps on top of the ones I already had due to a mild state of hypothermia.
And last but not least, I would like to thank my dear friends Katrien and Diedrik for making it possible for me to join them on Graspop. Stand up and take a bow.
Thursday, 21 June 2007
The Wild Years
Wilder, a man with equal directing and writing talent, leaves behind a body of work that is filled with wit and sophistication. Most of his pictures are textbook examples of craftsmanship. If anything, Billy Wilder should inspire every aspiring and practicing writer (and even directors) to use brains and heart, and thus to give the movies of the future both a shape and a heartbeat, as he did.
His legacy is a vast one, especially in the history of Hollywood censorship. Amongst other things he was responsible for the expansion of the range of acceptable subject matter. He didn’t only create some of the greatest comedies ever made but he has made various classics in the farthest possible range of genres. Few creators of hilarious comedies as Some like it Hot were equally comfortable with dark and brooding material as Double Indemnity.
Personally Wilder was just as incisive as the dialogue he wrote. He once told an actor “You have Van Gogh’s ear for music”, told Walter Matthau “We’re on the track of something absolutely mediocre” and wooed his wife by telling her, “I’d worship the ground you walk on if only you lived in a better neighbourhood.”
His movies can easily be labeled as original. Wilder never shied away from dark and risky subject matter. He dared to push the limits of the subject matter that was available to screenwriters then. Plot and dialogue were the most important part of this film. He wanted to tell a story about real people in everyday situations no matter who they were. His sharp dialogue became legendary and an inspiration for many generations after him. He mainly used a classical plot build up but filled it with his infamous wit and cynicism. He didn’t sugar-coat things which often led to aggravation. As an outsider in Hollywood he was able to take some distance and take a good look at America which ironically made him a Hollywood great. He was a master at intertwining genres without the audience really noticing. It is sometimes hard to label a Wilder film seeing as he was a master at morphing them all together as is the case real life.
If you want to see a well-written and well-made movie, look no further Billy Wilder is the man!
Hot and Cold
The Cooler is moody tale about the high stakes of gambling with a pinch of sex and a dash of violence. Baldwin for example, paints a chilling portrait of a smooth and suave man on the surface who is so ruthless underneath that he will literally stop at nothing to get what he wants. Despite it’s dark exterior, it also contains a very uplifting heart that surfaces in the form of Bernie and Natalie’s relationship as she attempts to build up his confidence and make him see his own self-worth.
In the end, The Cooler is an amusing drama about gambling that tackles the everlasting struggle of the underdog while at the same time being endearingly romantic as it portrayals two lost souls who find strength in each other's weaknesses. A fascinating and insightful insider view of casino operations is also given in a sharp and abrasive manner acting as the ideal counterpart to the human core. The humanity is best depicted in a few precious and convincing sex scenes that not only exude genuine and engaging affection but also amusement on a person-to-person level. Plus a brave performance by Maria Bello who was applauded for showing her authentic curves that weren’t pimped Ć la Hollywood.
Tuesday, 19 June 2007
Audrey Niffenegger
Her first novel was the mega-best-seller The Time Traveler's Wife, an exceptional novel due to it’s unconventional structure and gripping story. It tells the deeply engrossing yarn of Henry, a man who has a genetic abnormality that causes him to travel in time. He meets Claire as a young child and continues to time travel to her until they eventually meet in real time. He and their relationship are in constant flux. Although they have just met, they have known each other for 15 years and embark on an arduous marriage due to Henry’s small imperfection.
Niffenegger did a wonderful job by taking some complex ideas (time travel, marriage, love, children, friends, literary and artistic allusions, religion, death, childhood, loss, and the list goes on) and poetically weaving them together with amazing clarity into a Sci-Fi romance with an audacious twist. The novel goes beyond the typical love ballad to become a sweet story about living in the moment and enjoying people as they come and go through life. Niffenegger has created an impeccable balance between the down-to-earth-characters whose story is told so matter-of-factly and the enchanting surreal which results in a sexy, dazzling tale.
The Time Traveller’s Wife is a bittersweet novel that I could not put down. I’m not big on love stories as they usually tend towards nauseatingly sweet cliches but this story was written with such (oddly enough) realism and authentic feeling that it was able to walk the fine line between a tearjerker and an exceedingly original Sci Fi fantasy. It is hard to come up with an fresh love story without becoming corny but Niffenegger has resuscitated a classic genre by creating this stunning fairytale with a dark heart.
This dark core is also clearly visible (even more so) in her graphic novels. The Three Incestuous Sisters tells the strange and haunting story of three sisters who live in a lonely house by the sea and get up to all sorts of stuff. The Adventuress on the other hand, is a Gothic romance that follows the dreamlike journey of an alchemist’s daughter. Customary to her “novels in pictures” are the dramatically nuanced full-page prints which tell the story more than the minimalist yet spooky prose does. The sparse prose and haunting aquatint etchings create an otherworldly experience while telling grim and erotic tales.
Monday, 18 June 2007
Volvo’s X-factor
This highly original brain teasing commercial (an oxymoron if there ever was one), was created in 2004 by none other than twice Oscar-nominated director Stephen Frears (who is amongst other things responsible for The Queen, Dirty Pretty Things, High Fidelity and Dangerous Liaisons). This unique short movie was only released on the Internet to launch the ad campaign for Volvo’s V50. The car of course is the star of the story but alas is being overshadowed by the brilliant, versatile and ever so yummy Robert Downey Jr. Together they shine in a short film that “starts in a place called Doubt and ends in a place called Confidence" and thus attempts to stimulate an audience that has reached a point in their lives where they have to decide to head down a new and exciting road with the Volvo V50 or stay in the rut of reality.
Due to Frears’ uncanny talent, he was able to turn a commercial into a true work of art. The Route V50 is a slick, surreal and low key treasure that reinforces one’s faith in advertising (at least if you had some and might have lost it). Sit back and enjoy the ride.
Part 1:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ik_5ns8RF1g
Part 2:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-ty3FEJ4HWk&mode=related&search
Sunday, 17 June 2007
Japanese Lit 401
The first novel I read, made me speechless and trust me that rarely happens. The gem in question is Never Let Me Go by Kazuo Ishiguro who is from Japanese descent but is currently living in the UK. Another one of his books might ring a bell for those who aren’t familiar with his work, namely The Remains of the Day due to exceptional film adaptation starring Anthony Hopkins and Emma Thompson. Anyway, Never Let Me Go tells the story of three kids in a secluded boarding school somewhere in the English countryside. It is a touching coming-of-age tale with a twist seeing as these kids aren’t your run of the mill adolescents. A poetic and unsettling mystery gradually unfolds that is quite out of the ordinary and makes the cover and the initial expectations it produces vanish into thin air. In the end it is a luscious sci-fi tale which looks into the heart of humanity and that will take your breath away.
Secondly, In the Miso Soup by Ryu Murakami which was something completely different. Twenty-year old Kenji guides tourists through the underbelly of the Japanese nightlife, namely the sex industry. His next customer is Frank, a middle aged American with bad skin and a few lose wires (although Kenji’s suspicions start of a bit dubious). Tension rises along with the body count in this short disturbing (seriously, not for the fainthearted) but interesting look into some unsuspecting aspects of Japanese culture. This gruelling little adrenaline rush can almost be labelled as Patrick Bateman (American Psycho) does Tokyo. Ryu’s style is simple, to the point and very vivid while making and interesting comparison between East and West.
Then another Murakami, not Ryu but Haruki. They may share the same last name and nationality but that as far as it goes. The narrator of Sputnik Sweetheart is “K”, a man who has been in love with his outlandish best friend Sumire for a while now but alas, at a wedding reception she falls head over heals with an older woman named Miu. As Sumire accompanies Miu on a trip to Greece, a random event changes the course of the character’s lives. The book delves into the concepts of identity, alienation, loneliness and how to find happiness in a world where everyone is together yet at the same time isolated. One of Haruki’s trademarks is a hint of surrealism which takes on the form of an alternate mirror-world suggesting that we only see what we want to see. In the end he manages to keep a few balls in the air, contributing to the idea that true knowledge is elusive.
I liked all three books (especially Never Let Me Go) a lot. Each novel was a refreshing Eastern joyride with a very distinctive feel to it. Whether you like it
a) strange, sad and poetic
b) violent, simple and vivid or
c) surreal, existential and lovely
you’ll surely find it here.
Never talk to little girls
14-year-old Hayley Stark meets the 32-year old photographer Jeff in an Internet chat room. They arrange to meet at a local coffee shop where they talk about this and that. Eventually Hayley decides to go home with Jeff seeing as he has a bootleg MP3 of a Goldfrapp concert that she’s dying too hear. Here things take an ugly turn as the innocent little girl decides to teach Jeff, who she suspects is a paedophile (why else would he engage in conversations with a 14-year old girl?), a nasty little lesson.
Hard Candy was a big hit at 2006’s Sundance Film Festival. The Sundance Film Festival is one of the most prestigious and largest independent film festivals in the United States. It is annually held in Utah and is a showcase for new (and established) American and international independent filmmakers, if you were wondering.
The very contemporary and controversial subject of Internet paedophilia is addressed and if this wasn’t risky enough, it also adds some sensational cruelty to boot. Despite her actions, you can’t help rooting for the little avenging angel which creates a wry aftertaste seeing as her deeds are far from condonable.The subject matter is handled with discretion and tact without exploiting it for the obvious thrills. The title "Hard Candy", by the way comes from the Internet slang for an under-aged girl.
Almost 80 % of the movie takes place in Jeff’s house with him and Hayley being the only characters but due to the intensity of the plot and their chemistry, there is never a dull moment. The colours are cold and metallic combined with tight hand-held close-ups creating an excessively polished style that lends a clinical look to the method behind the madness.The movie includes some shocking but not gratuitous or gruesome scenes. The horror that is conveyed is from a more psychological yet ever so disturbing nature in this cleverly concocted cat and mouse game.
Personally I was intrigued by the concept of the unexpected role reversal and wondered if this two-man show would be viable but it certainly lived up to it’s expectations. It isn’t a typical blood, guts, gore and things that go bump in the night horror flick but it sure as hell created an unbelievable feeling of unease. Due to it’s psychological and simple nature it was able to raise a lot of moral questions while driving the tension to an unparalleled climax.
Oh, and a note to all men: while watching it, bare in mind that it's just a movie.
Friday, 15 June 2007
Arts Smarts
There is one artist however that I’ve truly admired for a while now and I was even lucky enough to see a brilliant exhibition on her work a few years back in London. I’m talking about Tamara de Lempicka and her glamorous Art Deco paintings. I’m continuously captivated by her sensuous, luscious and unequivocal style. She is a true master at capturing the decadence and seduction of this dazzling era.
Her work was marginalized (she is not considered one of the 20th century greats) and is now mostly famous due to postcards, calenders,… Still, despite the general opinion, her work is elegant, functional, and ultra modern and in my own personal opinion mesmerizing.
Personally I am a big fan of the Roaring Twenties’ style, history, literature and icons due to their glamour, sophisticated beauty and abundant intrigue; Lempicka’s paintings just happen to be the embodiment of all this.
I couldn't resist...
I’m talking about the precious Rebecca Bonbon:
“Rebecca is a young French bulldog. She was born on November 1 in France. An American girl fell in love with Rebecca and brought Rebecca to her home in New York. Now Rebecca lives in a spacious apartment overlooking New York's Central Park.
Rebecca takes a walk in the park every day wearing very nice outfits. She meets many friends, there, and enjoys chatting with them. Rebecca loves flowers, ribbons and accessories of all sorts. She also likes weekend parties and picnics. But what she loves most are bonbon candies. That's why she was named RebeccaBonbon.”
Thursday, 14 June 2007
Simple Sweet Sorrow
The socially impaired Billy Brown is released from prison after a five-year sentence for a crime he did not commit. He decides to visit his parents who think he has a great job and has gotten married. In desperate need of a wife, he kidnaps a dance class student called Layla (Christina Ricci) and forces her to pretend to be his one true love. Despite the unusual situation, Layla actually starts to like Billy but he is too busy fighting his inner demons and past to realize that kidnapping her might be the best thing that ever happened to him.
Wednesday, 13 June 2007
"All literature is gossip."—Truman Capote
Capote is renowned for his tales involving love, loss and the upper class wrapped in a tight package of sympathy and a light-hearted bow to match. Needless to say, the perfect reading matter for a long hot summer.
Capote himself was an exuberant society figure ( a real contemporary dandy)
Toby Jones was funny but lacked the emotional depth and the authenticity of the Academy Award-winning Hoffman. Maybe I am biased seeing as in my opinion Hoffman can do no wrong (ex. Happiness, Magnolia, State and Main, only to name a few) but Jones’ portrayal only enhanced the caricature that Capote became. Normally I am all for a little abundance but in this case it is hard to create an accurate depiction without ridicule seeing as Truman Capote was no ordinary fellow ( best known for his small stature, high pitched voice and offbeat clothing) and even without his brilliant books (especially the controversial In Cold Blood), he would have probably become as the title suggests infamous. This is also the reason why it is easy to get caught up in the persona for sheer entertainment value (hence also Infamous’ star studded cast) and lose sight of the man, the story and the impact they created.
Tuesday, 12 June 2007
Welcome to my blog!
Why a blog, some of you might ask. Simple, so I can share my profound and tantalizing opinions about books, movies, everyday life and whatever catches my fancy with the world. Enjoy and don’t be afraid te speak up.
- Ginny Jones -