Friday, February 23, 2007

Friday iPod Random Ten

Ella Fitzgerald - I Thought About You

The Dave Brubeck Quartet - You Go to My Head

Thelonious Monk - Dinah (take 1)

Duke Ellington - Charpoy

Gerry Mulligan - Prelude in E Minor

Duke Ellington - Smada

Gerry Mulligan - Barbara's Theme

Sonny Stitt - Between the Devil and the Deep Blue Sea

Bud Powell - Bouncing with Bud

Billy Mitchell - You Turned the Tables on Me

Sunday, February 18, 2007

An Afternoon Out

Since Jenn spends all of her days with Dee Dee and the majority of her evenings, I decided that today would be a good day for the wee one and I to have an adventure: climb on a bus and go to the movies. I was forgetting, of course, that I have enough trouble trying to find a single movie I would want to see, let alone one Dee Dee would too.

Past trips to the cinema have not left me begging for more: she was moderately interested by both Curious George and Over the Hedge for about half of their running time, then started to get restless and wanted to leave. Still, she was just barely two for the former and not much older for the latter, so I hoped she'd be more open to the experience now.

Not much playing for the kiddies these days, but we settled on Arthur and the Invisibles. True, the only good time I've ever had at a Luc Besson picture was when Jenn, some workmates and myself loudly ridiculed every single frame of The Messenger. But have you seen the reviews for that new Disney/Jesusco Narniaesque thing that I can't be bothered to remember the title of? Yikes.

So the pair of us bundled up and made our way up the hill to the bus stop. I walked, Dee Dee rode in a little sled she barely fits in anymore. It was damnably cold, with wind whipping snow into our faces, and Dee Dee suggested going back home before the bus pulled itself into view.

We got to the theatre, stocked up on popcorn and a soda (both of which she was looking forward to at least as much as the movie itself), and settled into our seats. It was only then that I remembered D. is in the "why?" phase so that every movie viewing at home is littered with requests to clarify plot points or character motivation. I braced myself, and explained to her that we had to be quiet, for the sake of those around us.

The movie... ehh. I was surprised at how pleasing I found the live action stuff, with Mia Farrow as grandma and the kid finding clues and secret compartments around his home. Then we get to the fantasy land and... well, it's all CGI and pretty charmless even by those standards. Lots of celebrity voices, with two standing out, illustrating the pluses (David Bowie, the only CGi character who really gets fleshed out, in no small part due to the voice performance) and minuses (Madonna, who manages the uptight bitch aspect of her character, but never convinces for a second when the character shows feeling) of such stunt casting.

After the movie, onto the bus again. Dee Dee at first didn't understand the notion of buses being on schedules and routes... they're just there to take us where we want to go, right? We got on about five minutes before the scheduled departure, and Deeds, impatient to go, called out "Drive the bus!" The other passengers laughed, but the bus driver didn't hear. Small blessings.

Back down the hill, on the sled again, and back into the apartment. Jenn asked D. how she liked the movie and got details of the popcorn, drink, bus ride, sled ride, the jellybeans I got her before we got on the bus, and generally everything but the movie. Sounded about right to me, and matched the parts of the day that I'll remember myself.

Friday, February 16, 2007

Friday iPod Random Ten

Wooooooo! Two random tens and no content in between! This is mostly due to two major writing assignments, now finished. Still have a couple of posts here I want to take care of, including some pictures and the long-awaited "face not working" post. Stay tuned.

Miles Davis - Spanish Key

Horace Parlan - Return Engagement

Charlie Parker - Bird's Nest (take A)

Sidney Bechet - I'm Just Wild About Harry

Horace Silver - Gratitude

John Patton - The Way I Feel

Pepper Adams - Well, You Needn't

Sidney Bechet - Maple Leaf Rag

Horace Parlan - The Song Is Ended

Miles Davis - My Ship (take 1)

My iPod actually has a lot more variety on it than these stupid random tens would suggest. In fact, my biggest gripe about iPods and iTunes in general is how often the random play sticks two tracks not just from the same artist but the same LP back to back. But how many people's random tens give you two Horaces? I thought so.

Friday, February 09, 2007

Friday iPod Random Ten

Sonny Stitt - Body and Soul

Weather Report - Procession

Miles Davis - I Don't Wanna Be Kissed (By Anyone But You)

Milt Jackson - People Make the World Go Round

Tal Farlow - Lullaby of the Leaves

Thelonious Monk - I'm Confessin' (That I Love You) (take 1)

Joe Lovano - Lotus Blossom

Lee Morgan - Rainy Night

Thelonious Monk - Played Twice

Sidney Bechet - Roll On, Mississippi, Roll On

Wednesday, February 07, 2007

In which he demystifies his blog but increases his chances of getting into heaven

Jenn was most perplexed that I would bother to explain her Wallace in Wonderland post but not the name of this blog, especially with such a potentially scandalous title.

For some time now, when bathtime is over, Dee Dee demands to be wrapped in her towel like a baby. Whatever parent has supervised the bath then carries her out to the other and coos something to the effect of "(Mama/Papa), look what I found! A cute baby!!!" and then Dee Dee makes her patented "baby sound" (phonetically I guess it would be "Heeoo heeoo" but it sounds more charming than that). It's all very silly and a fascinating facet of her not being able to decide whether she'd rather be a big girl or a pampered infant.

Since this Christmas was the first where Dee Dee started to become more aware of traditions (other than opening presents), she had the nativity story explained to her (the tale itself, not the recent motion picture starring that 16 year old whale ridin' hooah). One evening this holiday season she had a bath and afterwards thoughtfully asked me to "Wrap me up and call me Jesus."

It may sound filthy and sacrilegious, but that's really all there is to it.

In which he writes a "review"

Boy, blogging sure is difficult. Or rather, staying up to do stuff like blogging after Dee Dee goes to bed sure is difficult. So here is a lameass review I wrote recently for the local arts and culture magazine Versus. It was intended to be more of an actual review but apparently I was in a wanktastic mood that day.

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Every DVD collector can recall the first time they got burned. When a title for which they’d already shelled out their hard-earned cash gets re-released in short order with new packaging, lots of bonus features, and often a longer version of the film. I not-so-fondly recall getting the news that the Criterion Collection would be issuing a no-holds-barred special edition of Rushmore mere hours after I’d broken the shrinkwrap on the bare-bones Disney DVD release (bought on day of release, no less). Most collectors don’t necessarily mind making the upgrade from a cheap studio disc to a Criterion special edition; when Criterion releases a new edition of a title they’ve already released, well…

The Criterion brand is something rather magical. A small company that pretty much created the special edition disc back in 1984 when they released their laserdisc versions of Citizen Kane and King Kong, they’re one of the only labels that can boast that many collectors will buy their product strictly because they released it. The Criterion brand denotes not only a quality film (they release mostly classics, foreign and Hollywood), but care taken in the presentation of the film and disc. Criterion also grasped early on that collector geeks are obsessed with catalogue numbers. Barring a few early laserdisc releases, each Criterion has featured a number – more or less the release sequence -on the spine, ensuring that their more obsessive customers will probably shell out for a film they may not ordinarily touch with a ten-foot pole in order to bridge a numerical gap on their shelves.

But here’s the thing – they’re expensive. Even in the States, where they originate, the SRP for the cheapest, lower-frills discs is $29.95. So when you’re talking an upgrade, there’s more than a few bucks at stake.

Some of the re-releases are eminently forgiveable: Criterion lost the rights to The 400 Blows, and when it re-appeared they included it in a this-is-how-the-pros-do-it box set with Truffaut’s other Antoine Doinel films. But often, as with the revamp of Cocteau’s Beauty and the Beast, re-issued because better film elements become available, rebuying can have the air of a why-didn’t-you-get-it-right-the first-time grumble.

The latest Criterion upgrades are Akira Kurosawa’s samurai black comedies Yojimbo (1961) and Sanjuro (1962). The original releases were bare-bones, with only trailers as bonus material. Now both movies get commentaries by Kurosawa scholar Stephen Prince, a man with a funny voice but good God he knows his stuff. Too many commentaries are delivered by people who have a fairly limited perspective on the material at hand, but Prince gives you historical perspective (both in terms of the film’s production and the Japanese historical setting), production tidbits, actor career summaries, and scholarly analysis. Prince was included on the track for Criterion’s recent must-have upgrade of Kurosawa’s Seven Samurai (1954) and some earlier releases. I hope they keep using the guy for future projects.

Both discs feature 30+ minute documentaries on their production. It’s become commonplace so see this kind of in-depth work done on every piece of nonsense to come out of the contemporary Hollywood crapper, but on films of this vintage it’s fascinating, especially since few Westerners are much aware of the lives of the people who made these masterpieces.

So, it would be easy to recommend the new discs on the basis of extras alone… to devotees, anyway. Criterion have also created new transfers for both films, as the old ones were not anamorphic, meaning they really show their age now that widescreen TVs are slowly becoming commonplace. I’m rarely one for A and B comparisons, but there really is no comparison here. In every regard the new transfers are breathtaking, with great contrasts and a richness to the black and white cinematography that yielded new pleasures in films that I know like the back of my hand. The subtitle translations have been re-done and are considerably more elegant; the presentation of Yojimbo is also the first time I’ve seen it with English opening credits – and I’ve seen this film on three different video formats and numerous theatrical prints.

About the films little remains to be said. Both are landmarks in the careers of Kurosawa and his star, Toshiro Mifune. Mifune’s portrayal of the slovenly, swaggering samurai changed the course of his career forever, changing him from a talented player of most every kind of character to a succession of more solemn Yojimbo/Sanjuro variants. What’s most surprising about this turn of events is that he is so aggressively physical in these films – Prince claims he takes out ten opponents in ten seconds during one of the swordplay sequences, and he does so convincingly – but what defined the rest of his career was the aloofness and patience of the character, which often rendered his roles a bit lifeless. It’s a very odd turn of events since what makes this character so effective is that his distance and quietness is rendered more threatening and effective here by how ruthless and efficient a killer he is when the time comes.

Kurosawa and Mifune would only work twice more after these films. First came High and Low, a masterpiece, and sure to be Criterion re-vamp in the near future (I say this wih no tongue-in-cheek: the current disc is non-anamorphic, with no commentary or extras to speak of). Their final collaboration was the uneven but effective melodrama Red Beard (1965); it’s an anamorphic disc with commentary so it should be a safe purchase.

After Red Beard, Mifune took a quick succession of high-paying roles in low quality film and television productions to make up the money he lost staying on board during Red Beard's unprecedented 2-year shoot. Apparently Kurosawa believed the work he did was of such poor quality that it detracted from what they had achieved together and the pair never worked together again, in spite of Mifune living another 32 years. Still, what they did achieve is one of the towering actor-director pairings in cinema history, with these two films near the pinnacle of their art. The new discs serve their legacy admirably.

Still, there is the price. $39.95 U.S. suggested retail price each. Up from $29.95 for the earlier editions. The question ultimately is, how much of a geek are you?

Friday, February 02, 2007

Friday iPod Random Ten

Nothing tells me what a lazy blogger I am than only two posts separating these things... and I didn't even write one of those! Oh well, carry on....

Andrew Hill - The Day After (alternate take)

John Patton - Jerry

Thelonious Monk - Trinkle Tinkle (Black Lion, take 2)

Gerry Mulligan Sextet - Broadway

Art Tatum - Humoresque

Horace Parlan - Congalegre

Bill Evans - My Romance

Joe Henderson - Afro-centric

Miles Davis - New Rhumba (take 5)

Miles Davis - The Duke (so very random!)