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What Michael Phelps learned

He didn’t learn not to smoke pot. Give me a break! Working your body to an extreme is naturally accompanied by kicking back to an extreme.

No. He learned he can no longer trust his friends. Michael Phelps learned that, now that he is famous, “friends” will happily sell compromising photos of him to tabloids, tell the media that he lost at beer pong, and try to sell his party goods on e-bay.

He’s 24 years old, and he’s learned that fame and trust are mutually exclusive. I feel sorry for him.

Hint added

One to go.

An analysis of the Sandman

I re-read the whole Sandman series every couple of years. It continues to reward me with surprises and insights. I’m never sure I understand it. So I was delighted to discover (via Alas, a blog) this essay on the meaning of the Sandman.

[Sandman] turns out to concern the decisions one makes about how to be an adult, and the options Gaiman presents have a distinctly ’90s inflection: it may be Gen-Y’s gateway drug to high literature, but when considered in the company of Slacker, Before Sunrise, Reality Bites, Nevermind, Vitalogy, Wonder Boys and, yes, The Corrections, it’s every inch a Gen-X book, a compendium of slacker lassitude, dot-com ambition, Starbucks ennui and battle-0f-Seattle fury.

Sandman asks this ethical and political question: Is it better to accept that the world is the way it is and its constant awful tumult will never change, and thus either do your work to the best of your ability or drop out and do your own thing on the fringes; or should you refuse to accept the reality principle and hew to ethical absolutes with the purpose of making the world better than it is?

Totally read the whole thing.

Tuesday Trivia

Name the movie.

1. We see his wife sip his beer and his scotch, and take drags off his cigarettes. He says she sometimes steals bites off his plate as well.
Solved by Barbs (comment #14).

2. The dog being trained is a Cardigan Welsh Corgi.
Solved by Hazel (comment #13).

3. The male lead sneaks into the female lead’s seventh floor apartment, but the building used for filming (shown in exterior shots) only has six floors.
Solved by George (comment #12).

4. He shoots the cook for upsetting the balance of the universe.
Solved by Ken (comment #1).

5. “If it wasn’t for teachers like me, there would be more individuals like you, socially inept, hating the world, prattling off pompous ideas that no one wants to hear in the first place.”
Hint: 1996—Based on a true story.
Solved by Becky (comment #19).

6. The money she stole doesn’t fit in her white purse. She changes to a black purse to hide it.
Solved by Ben (comment #3).

7. “I don’t believe in surrenders. Nope, I’ve still got my saber, Reverend. Didn’t beat it into no plowshare, neither.”
Solved by Melville (comment #2).

Monday Movie Review: Two “and” Romantic Comedies

Music and Lyrics (2007) 7/10
Ira and Abby (2006) 7/10

Music and Lyrics takes the form of a mainstream romantic comedy, following its conventions while being exceptionally witty and good-natured, and having some smart things to say.

Ira and Abby takes the form of an indieromantic comedy, following those conventions while being charming and clever, and having some unusual things to say.

Both movies are populated by Manic Pixie Dream Girls, and hello, was that a type that needed to be defined or what? But the thing about the Manic Pixie Dream Girl is that she serves the needs of the male protagonist, just as the Magical Negro serves the needs of the white protagonist. In these movies, though, the women have lives of their own, and what’s interesting is that both are paying a price for being quirky and oddball, and so they are given more depth.

In Music & Lyrics, Drew Barrymore plays Sophie, and when Hugh Grant‘s Alex first meets her, he is at once sure she’s crazy. Which she seems to be, but soon we learn her oddball style is a response to a broken heart and wounded ego. An affair with a professor left her publicly humiliated and with no belief in the talents her mentor once nurtured. So she’s quirky, and this is a lot like Alex’s own quirkiness—an 80s has-been who takes nonchalant pleasure in capitalizing on his has-been status. The movie has the kind of pleasant and rapid wit Hugh Grant movies are known for, at the same time, it is somewhat serious about these people. They have injured self-esteem they cover up by seeming to celebrate the tiny corners they live in. Alex sings at amusement parks for his aging fans, Sophie waters plants, and neither exercises the talent they have until Alex gets an unusual opportunity to write a song and realizes Sophie can help him.

So, this is a conventional trajectory. Meet cute followed by thrown together followed by come together a little bit, then break apart, then reunite LALA! as the credits roll. But there’s a lot to love inside the arc. Brad Garrett as Alex’s manager, for one. A lot of really snappy dialogue, for another. High standards, for a third, meaning, you know, nothing like the extended and painful bathroom “joke” I was unfortunate enough to see in Two Weeks Notice. Also, the break-up is over artistic ethics, the commentary about the music business is clever, and so on.

Ira and Abby, being an indie, is more deeply committed to its quirkiness, and yet in some ways, is more conventional. Ira (Chris Messina) is the classic protagonist playing opposite the Manic Pixie Dream Girl; he’s nerdy, nervous, pessimistic, and fearful. He’s very much Woody Allen to Abby’s (Jennifer Westfeldt) Diane Keaton.

Abby’s quirks are costly to her as well. She is an extraordinarily open person, giving herself compassionately to everyone she meets. Who else could reach Ira, as closed off as he is? (Thus, serving the protagonist.) But her openness means she is too giving to be successful at her work, and her past heartbreaks are immense. This is considerably more interesting than the magical girl who shows up, changes the hero’s life, and, I dunno, glimmers.

Abby comes by her quirks honestly, as we realize when we meet her parents (Fred Willard and Frances Conroy). Very much about family, the movie gives us two rich sets of parents (Ira’s are Judith Light and Robert Klein), and when Ira and Abby meet and marry in a whirlwind, the families become intertwined.

Neither movie breaks beyond the boundaries of its own conventions to become a classic for the ages. Certainly, there are classic romantic comedies (It Happened One Night, Moonstruck, and Four Weddings and a Funeral come to mind, from three different decades), but if you just want a pleasant diversion with a higher than average intelligence quotient, either of these will do.

Prayer

All my life, I have struggled with the notion of prayer. Prayer, unaccompanied by ritual or ceremony, is just, well, thinking at God. From childhood, this baffled me. How does it work? How is thinking at God not just plain thinking?

I was attracted to Orthodox Judaism as a child, I think, because there’s so much stuff to do. Doing is what’s lacking in the notion of prayer.

I still don’t get it, to tell you the truth. There are definitely people who just pray, or who pray with so little ritual that they might as well just pray, and they get a satisfying religious experience from it.

At the funeral mass on Monday, I watched the priest perform the transubstantiation, and I totally got how magical that was. And then he said “let us pray,” and I thought, well here we are. This is where I was in synagogue as a girl. Pray? How am I to do that?

One of the things a religious experience is supposed to do is get us out of our heads. I mean, for those of us who are in our heads. So praying in the head, that’s not going to work. Ritual is how we allow prayer to not just be more head stuff.

For the Catholics at the mass, the ritual had prepped them to be ready for the moment of prayer. (a) I wasn’t there with them, wasn’t connected to that ritual, and (b) it was never enough for me. Sitting there in the seats watching the ritual happen, reading from the prayer book, sitting, standing, sitting. I never saw how that could school my mind so that I could pray.

Plus, you know, they encourage you to pray at other times. When I was nine and my grandfather was dying, someone said I could pray for him, which I did. By thinking at God. Which never felt like anything except thinking.

People’s minds are not all alike, of course. Some people say, ‘Why do all that ritual stuff? Why make it so complicated when in truth, it’s all in your mind?’ For some people, that’s fine. Not many, I think. Most of us need some doing to move ourselves into a receptive spiritual state.

The doing part can be the physical behaviors (bowing the head, davening*, the Osiris position**), preparatory steps (casting a circle, lighting a candle), and more. Another sort of “doing” is the act of setting aside; of reserving certain things only for prayer, so that locations (church, an altar), objects (an athame, an idol, a meditation mat), or articles of clothing (a ritual robe, a prayer shawl), are triggers for a proper state of mind. The act of moving in the direction of the set aside objects (donning the robe, going to the location) or using them, or gazing at them, or touching them, is part of the doing.

Meditation helps prepare and train the mind for prayer, but of course, meditation, too, is a kind of ritual.

It’s the body-mind connection. Head alone isn’t enough. Doing plus thinking, with intention, that’s how prayer can truly happen.

(By the way, in looking for a definition of daven, I found this great article that sort of says the same thing, except in a Jewish context.)

*To daven in Yiddish is literally to pray, but in common usage it means the rocking up and down that Orthodox Jews do during prayer.
**Traditional in Wicca, sometimes called the God position.

How do you remove your makeup?

I realize this is a stupid question, but it is on my mind.

Many nights, I use a liquid eye makeup remover on a cotton pad, then I wash, then I use a little lotion on a Q-tip® (accept not substitute) to blot off the remaining mascara that is under my eyes, then I get up the next morning and I still look like a raccoon.

What am I doing wrong?

SAG Trivia: All Solved

Fast work on some challenging questions.

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Tuesday Trivia: SAG Awards

Hi. Thanks to all of you for your patience during this difficult time. I would like to resume “normal” posting, so trivia is here.

The lesser-known cousin of the Oscars, SAG awards acting only, in both movies and television. All of the following clues will lead you to SAG winners.

1. The only posthumous SAG recipient for an individual* movie performance.
Solved by Evn (comment #3).

2. The only posthumous SAG recipient for an individual television performance.
Solved by Hazel (comment #10).

3. The first African-American to receive an individual SAG for a movie performance.
Solved by George (comment #12).

4. The first African-American to receive an individual SAG for a television performance.
Solved by George (comment #12).

5. Awarded for playing an attorney, he’s been a gangster, a lothario, a famous detective, and a cartoon character.
Solved by Melville (comment #6).

6. He’s been a pirate, a filmmaker, a monster, a novelist, and a barber.
Solved by Tom Hilton (comment #1).

7. She’s been a murderer, a real-life author, the girlfriend of a real-life author, a delusional actress, and a foster mother.
Solved by Tom Hilton (comment #4).

*SAG gives ensemble awards to entire casts. I didn’t look up all those people.