Showing posts with label Mega. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mega. Show all posts

Monday, April 25, 2011

Perhaps the ultimate clothes-folding movie?

The Bride was putting away laundry, so it was time for a movie on the laptop...there are two ways of going about this: 1) watch a movie you've seen so much that it serves as a background (...Tenenbaums, Godfather Part II, etc) or 2) something sorta super-dumb that you can miss whole minutes of and not be stressed or anything. Well, I think we have a winner in the latter category sweepstakes.



I'm not some twit who's going to pretend that he doesn't know that Angelina Jolie is the biggest female movie star out there, but, on thinking about it, I have never seen her IN anything. I mean it! Unless she's in Jesus' Son? She's not? Okay, then I haven't. Er, hadn't.



What can be said of Salt? That it starts with a bra'n'panty clad Ang being beaten by a pod of North Korean torture dudes? That her hair (the blonde phase is absurd) does most of the acting? That I sussed out what the "big reveal" was going to be in the first twelve minutes? That during the car chases and Angie-chases etc, everything is kept to a medium shot because otherwise the viewer would fathom the physical (in the physics sense) impossibility of it all, AND the sad "medium"-ness of the budget?



Needless to say, the whole thing borders on abstraction and is indeed the BEST MOVIE EVER, at least to watch when putting laundry away!



You need detergent, btw.

Monday, May 24, 2010

Pork store

So, in front of the house, within fence but before sidewalk, we have a brief little space which needed to be utilised. So, we did (ooh! unsupported clause!) and now have a little table-and-chairs set-up reminiscent (to us) of the little meeting spot in front of Satriale's. Fun!








































On Sunday morning we had some coffee out there and were treated to the not Jersey-centric sight of three men in their mid-forties, in shorts, sleeveless tee shirts and Axl-style bandanna schmattes, walking two rough looking dogs and smelling of "jazz cigarettes." Amazing!

Also: what's a pork store without a PIG?

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Well played, Girls

This Pitchfork-touted upcoming LP by Girls has this cover:























Where have we seen this before? It may be well obvs to all, but I thought it pretty sweet:


Nice one!