Archive for May, 2008

I Am Legend

Wednesday, May 21st, 2008

I love The Omega Man. Charlton Heston grimacing his way through a postapocalyptic ’70s? you betcha. So a remake with Will Smith? Ok, maybe that’ll work. I like Will Smith.

It starts off pretty strong. They’ve teamed Will up with a German Shepherd dog, given him a bit of a back story. He’s a more paternal figure, having had a wife and child. He even treats his dog like a kid, talking gently to her in the bath. This fella has a little more at stake, at least at the beginning, and a lot less misanthropy. This Robert Neville keeps thinking about his family while he works on his anti-zombie serum. Aww. Nice.

But here’s where my issue is: the virus that has destroyed civilization turns its victims into bloodthirsty maniacs, burning with rage like the zombies of 28 Days Later. In the Omega Man, what it did was turn them into albino cultists who want to destroy civilization on purpose, to un-do all the evil that had led to the creation of the disease in the first place. For Will Smith, it’s easy to shoot his way out of trouble. They’re unreasonable. For Heston, it was an ideological thing.

But it’s always easier to kill the enemy when they are monsters. They can’t be reckoned with, because they have nothing to say. If, on the other hand, your enemy has some kind of motivation (and some justification, to be fair), then your “hero” becomes a little more implicated in what he’s gotten into. So, by de-humanizing the diseased, the movie lets Neville off the hook. He doesn’t have to face the moral implications of killing a fellow human being who has some right to live, nor can he even negotiate with these terrorists… oops, I mean, zombies.

Makes you think, don’t it?

Young @ Heart

Tuesday, May 13th, 2008

You know the senior’s chorus that sings modern pop, rock and punk? They made a great documentary about them too.

Old people are cute, even more so when you put them in a context that we, the young(er) understand. And while seeing this white-haired group of elderly singing I Wanna Be Sedated is a novelty, the film does so much more than exploit the fish-out-of-water thing.

We meet the members of the group, from 93 year old Eileen to Joe, the man who can nail a song every time. I was worried that they would make fun of them, but we are shown that these folks are outspoken and serious artists who also happen to be very close friends. The choir’s director takes them very seriously.

But one of the things you have to expect in a group of octogenarians is that death is a fact of their lives. Along the way, we lose a couple of members, and each time the group takes it with a kind of matter-of-fact sorrow. It’s hard to imagine friends dying, but when you’re that old, it’s possible to lose ALL your friends. What if everyone who knows you was dead? The fact that these people are involved in singing together is probably a lifesaver. Get going on cultivating those hobbies, people. You’re gonna need them later.

You’d think that a movie about old people would be best FOR old people, but I think it’s a good idea to see this now. Partly because we are familiar with the songs that they’re singing– a version of Coldplay’s Fix You will tear you up, guaranteed. But the meanings of the songs changes so much in this context. Think Johnny Cash singing Hurt, and multiply.

But it’s so clear, seeing how the singers treat each other, that every day they are able to see each other and sing together is a gift. And that is something that really hit home: we must all be gentle with one another, because someday we will all die. Friendship and family, in the end, is all we have.

Vancouver

Tuesday, May 13th, 2008

Vancouver and I had a falling out several years ago when it stole my purse and nearly left me stranded. But it has made it up to me, thanks to a great weekend with Trina.

The aquarium! The flowers! That in itself is worth the flight.

The restaurants are delicious! I have to say that Edmonton sushi definitely is as good or better, but the prices on the coast are so much more reasonable. And the variety– I had, over the weekend: elk benedict, feta- stuffed salmon and tomato-basil salad (ingredients courtesy of Granville Island Market), a huge sushi dinner for under $50 (and that was for two!), camembert and asparagus sandwich, and a heavenly oxtail stew.

But the best part (aside from the visiting) was the Miraj Hammam. A good long steam is followed by a rubdown with eucalyptus oil, and then a scrub. Then, a quick rinse. Never did a lukewarm rinse ever feel so good. After that, a half-hour massage and a leisurely lounge on pillows with a sweet snack and mint tea. I could have stayed there all day.

So I accept your apology, Vancouver. I’ll see you around, OK?

Iron Man

Monday, May 5th, 2008

The following ethnicities are evil in Iron Man’s world: Arabs, Hungarians, Mongols. There are others, which I’ve forgotten, but it’s a weird cast, eh? Aside from the Arabs, that was no surprise.

Putting the oddly focussed xenophobia aside, Iron Man is adorable. I mean, Robert Downey Jr? Seriously. So. Cute. And he starts off all, “Violence is the price of peace” and ends up all, “I gotta save the cute kids in that Afghan village.” And you’re all, “Awww!” Plus, even though he gets all cute and philanthropic, he’s still a cheeky MF that just makes you love him more.

Gwyneth Paltrow is so willowy and organized and you can tell that she and RDJ love each other very much, she for his secret mushiness and he for her timetabling. Respect, folks. It’s sexy.

AND THEN! VROOOOOM!

Saget!

Saturday, May 3rd, 2008

So, I interviewed Bob Saget for the Journal. It ran on Thursday.

It looked like Paul had to play his own show on Friday, but I learned that Jason is as big a fan as I’ve ever met, so I was very happy to take him along to see the show. It was at the RiverCree Casino, which is situated as far out on the Whitemud as you can go, and despite the fact that there was no parking and we had to walk in mud, it was a really nice facility. Later, we learned that the show proper was in a tent, but suffice it to say that it was a very nice tent.

Saget is filthy, which is made even funnier by the fact that he was the nice dad on Full House and he took good advantage of that. According to Jason, his routine was very similar to what he performed on his HBO special, but for me it was all new and quite funny. And the crowd was so full of meatheads and drunk girls that he had lots to work with. One girl flashed her boobs at him, and at the end some guy approached him and it turned out his name was Danny Tanner! Weirdness.

We had backstage passes, so we went to go meet him. There were a lot of people waiting to meet him, and they were ushered in two at a time. It was like having an audience with the Pope, except it was Bob Saget.

We got in, and he remembered our conversation and was very nice. But as soon as we started really chatting, we were told to go off to the side to wait. It was weird, but we figured we could wait a little before we had dinner. But we couldn’t wait, so we said, “OK bye Bob, nice to meet you.” He asked us where we were eating and we said we’d give the casino restaurant, Sage a try. (“I want to Zorro a T on the end of that to make it SAGET!”). He said he’d meet us there.

So we ate dinner, lots of fancy and pricey appetizers. Clams, beet salad, truffled mac and cheese, polenta, sweet potato fries, shrimp cocktail. Delicious. We went to leave, and waved goodbye at Saget and the dude who opened for him. Saget asked us to stay for a drink, so OK!

He’s funny and really self-deprecating. And they kept bringing little treats for him, on the house. We got to have a little nibble of dessert and a very nice glass of cognac. The casino crowd would occasionally walk by and WOOO! Bob Saget! At him, and he would go and say hello. But usually not before cracking a joke about them. “Oh, this is awkward. It’s my ex-wife and my daughter. Oh, they vomited. Enjoy your tea.” he joked.

Anyhow, we sat with him for a couple of hours and he HUGGED US. Nice!