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23 Movies With Music and 3 Musicals

Music sometimes makes a scene, or a movie for that matter. Here’s a selection of tunes used in films that had an impact on me. By no means a comprehensive list, but a few who sprung to mind when I thought of doing this post. Enjoy and feel free to add your own in the comments section. Always looking for new music, new films to see, or reminders of films and music I’d forgotten about.

Let the River Run     – Carly Simon – Working Girl

A nice little fable of a film. The song, at the end, sort of sums it up and lends itself to that feel good feeling.

Band of Brothers Requim – Band of Brothers

Beautiful piece of music and a fantastic mini series. If you haven’t seen it… do so. You may cry a lot, I did, but it’s amazing.

Have a Little Faith in Me – John Hiatt – Benny and Joon

I fell in love with this song after hearing it in this movie. A little fable of a film. This film just works.

Girl, You’ll Be a Woman Soon – Urge Overkill – Pulp Fiction

Tarantino knows how to use music in his films. This scene is just plain riveting. And the music in it is perfect for it.

Come What May – Ewan McGregor and Nicole Kidman – Moulan Rouge

I had no idea these two could sing, and sing so well. Besides which, this is a lovely lovely song.

Cell Block Tango – Various – Chicago

Fun fun. Listen to this a couple of times and you’ll find yourself singing along.

She’s Like The Wind – Patrick Swayze from Dirty Dancing

Patrick Swayze singing. Who doesn’t love that? Or love this movie for that matter. No one puts baby in a corner.

I Am Changing – Jennifer Hudson – Dreamgirls

Jennifer Hudson’s defining movie moment.

Long Ride Home – Patty Griffin – Elizabethtown

One of my favorite songs which was used really well in this movie.

Falling Slowly – Glen Hansard & Marketa Irglova – Once

A fantastic little film with some awesome music. If you have never seen this, or heard the soundtrack, or listened to the Frames, check some or all of that out. The two from this movie now have their own band called The Swell Season.

Vianne Sets Up Shop – Chocolat

This music just simply makes me happy.

Cruisin’ – Gwyneth Paltrow and Huey Lewis – Duets

Who knew Gwyneth could sing this well. Wow.

You’re The One That I Want – John Travolta and Olivia Newton John – Grease

No list is really complete without this. If you are a person of my age, give or take 10 years either way, you know and at least secretly, if not down right openly, love this song and this scene.

Back Where You Belong – Sinead O’Conner – The Water Horse

Just a really gorgeous song.

You Sexy Thing – Hot Chocolate – The Full Monty

Who doesn’t love rough burly guys dancing… I ask you.

All I Want Is You – U2 – Reality Bites

This song sort of sums up this entire movie.

Stuck In The Middle With You – Steeler’s Wheel – Reservoir Dogs

Ear cutting off scene so beware…. Tarantino knows how to use music in his films.

Goodbye Horses – Q Lazzarus – The Silence of the Lambs

R Rated, for those who care. I’d advise not watching if you do.

In Your Eyes – Peter Gabriel – Say Anything

Iconic image from film this one. I think this spawned thousands of incidents where guys stood outside girl’s homes and played music.

Lust for Life – Iggy Pop – Trainspotting

Ok… so the voice over is in french, but for the purposes of this post it’s the music that counts…. :-)

In The Deep – Bird York – Crash

A truly intense gritty movie. Loved it. And loved this song in it.

People Are Strange – Echo & The Bunnymen – Lost Boys

The song in the first part of this clip is Gerard McMann’s Cry Little Sister, also good… Love when People Are Strange is playing and scenes of regular people doing what they do.

Sweet Jane – Cowboy Junkies – Prelude To A Kiss

Unfortunately I couldn’t find a video clip from the movie with the song in it so I had to settle for the video. A lot of people haven’t even heard of this movie. I liked it. Also a little fable of a movie.

American Girl – Tom Petty & The Heartbreakers – Silence of the Lambs

The girl, before being kidnapped, drives along singing this song at the top of her lungs, no care in the world… and then… the second tune from this film. What can I say?

Like To Get To Know You Well – Howard Jones – Better Off Dead

This is the music video, not the clip from the movie… unfortunately.

Across 110th Street – Bobby Womack – Jackie Brown

A fantastic intro/opening credits to a movie. Love this and again love Tarantino’s use of music in a film.

50 Movies of The Future… And Some Sequels

November 14, 2009 tokenhippygirl 3 comments

I was thinking about film today, as I do pretty often, wondering what I’d pick if I tried to come up with a combo list of slightly strange sci-fi movies including some post apocalyptic stuff.  Films I liked.  Films that had an impact on me… couldn’t forget scenes from them, made me think a bit… that sort of thing.  This is what I came up with…. in no particular order.

2001: A Space Odyssey (68)

2010 (84)

A Boy and his Dog (75)

A Scanner Darkly (06)

Bicentennial Man (99)

Blade Runner (82)

Brave New World (80)

Capricorn One (77)

Cherry 2000 (87)

Damnation Alley (77)

Dark City (98)

Demolition Man (93)

Dreamscape (84)

Escape from New York (81)

Gattaca (97)

Handmaid’s Tale (90)

Invasion of the Body Snatchers (78)

Jacob’s Ladder (90)

Liquid Sky (82)

Logan’s Run (76)

Mad Max Movies (79-85)

Matrix Trilogy (99-03)

Metropolis (27)

Minority Report (02)

Mission to Mars (00)

Omega Man (71)

On The Beach (59)

Planet of the Apes Films (68-73)

Quatermass and the Pit (68)

Scanners (81)

Red Planet (00)

Silent Running (72)

Soylent Green (73)

Stargate (94)

Tank Girl (95)

The Running Man (87)

The Day The Earth Stood Still (51)


The Island (05)

The Island of Dr. Moreau (77)

The Andromeda Strain (71)

The Time Machine (60)

They Live (88)

The Thing (82)

V for Vendetta (05)

Total Recall (90)

Videodrome (83)

The Warriors (79)

Waterworld (95)


Westworld (73)

Zardoz (74)

Top 10 Movie Music Moments

June 14, 2009 tokenhippygirl 3 comments

Man From Snowy River – Chase sequence – Fantastic music here and beautiful photography to go with

High Fidelity – Let’s Get It On – Jack Black doing his thing

Reality Bites – All I Want Is You – WARNING – There’s a brief speaking part that’s not in English (a person has to take what they can get with YouTube when movie rights, etc. are in effect).

Jackie Brown – Across 110th Street – Opening credits of the movie

Pulp Fiction – Girl You’ll Be a Woman Soon – WARNING – drug overdose scene in this clip right near the end – I absolutely love Tarantino’s film making.

Once – Falling Slowly

Trainspotting – WARNING – Foul language alert

Kill Bill Vol. 2 – Goodnight Moon – Quentin Tarantino knows how to use music in his films

Moulin Rouge – Come What May – This is a great song, and I was totally surprised to learn these two could sing.

Chicago – Cell Block Tango

And, of course, a couple of additions because I never stop at 10…

Immortal Beloved – Ode To Joy (love the visualization of ode to joy… beautiful film making here)

Duets – Cruisin (cheesy, sort of, but who knew Gwyneth could sing… not I, until this)

In The Waiting Room

Here we all are… waiting. Doesn’t really matter where as all waiting rooms are the same. Bad coffee, bad lighting, loads of people, weird smells, and the loud person. The loud person can be man or woman. I’ve experienced both. This particular loudy is a woman. A woman who’s knitting and talking simultaneously. Special.

We can all hear her. Clearly. We now know about her expected life span, her kids, her conversation with some percieved uppity person she once encountered. We know it all. Know it all and don’t want to. She keeps talking away and knitting. The people sitting next to her look like deer in the headlights. They are attempting to be polite by nodding, smiling, and adding an appropriately placed chuckle now and then. They are cringing. We all see it. Feel bad for them. Except, of course, the loudy. She sees nothing. Has no awareness of her impact. Has no idea we are all just wishing our names would be called so we could get up and leave this place. Ah.. That’s the dream…

I wonder… Always… Is she, are they, like this everywhere?The answer… Yes. Yes they are. Maybe it’s a nice life. Saying what you want to, wherever you happen to be, so loudly the people everywhere near you, and not so near you, can hear. Oblivious to the fact that people are simply longing for quiet. For peace. People are longing to be anywhere but near you, in the waiting room.

Testing The Twitter Link

This is sort of a non-post post.  Which suddenly just made me think of post toasties.  Wasn’t that a cereal once?  Or possibly still?  But, I digress.  Here’s the deal.  Most of you who know me know I’m a bonafide geek.  Very nerdy, in a cool flip flops and t-shirts tokenhippygirl kinda way.  I love all things gadget.  All things geeky electronic.  All things techie.  This probably stems from my early exposure to the original Star Trek series, among other sci-fi/fantasy greats like Land of the Giants, Godzilla movies, and the Six Million Dollar Man/Bionic Woman series on TV.  So when this whole social networking thing started I was in.  First… I blog.  Then… I Facebook.  Then… I Tweet.  Now… I integrate these things into one tokenhippygirl network that will some day <insert evil laugh here> take over the world.  Uh… was that my outside voice?  I think it might have been.  Now, though I don’t know if I’ve done it correctly, when I blog a snippet of that blog will appear on my Twitter feed with a link back to my blog.  Circular dude.  Very circular.  I love this.  I also am totally in love with Twitter right now.  At first I was like… OK, how is this cool.  But seriously… it’s cool, to this geeky girl anyway, because I can pick people to “follow” and when I do they start to appear in my stream.  How is this cool you ask?  Well let me tell you… it’s cool because I have decided to follow things/people like The New York Times, Rachel Maddow, Neil Gaiman, Time Magazine, Ann Curry, Arnold Schwarzenegger, Jason Mraz, etc.  It’s cool because when one of them posts something, I see it.  Which means that I’m getting great live streaming news action snippets all in one place.  I can scroll through and if any one particular thing looks interesting, and there’s a link attached to it that will whisk me away to the main story page, I can then get whisked away to the main story page and read the meat of what’s there.  Great for a person who likes to get her info from many different sources.  Great for a girl who’s interested in many different things.  I’m following news agencies, family, writers, actors, friends, sports people, magazines, etc.  And now I don’t have to “run around” to various different sites.  I just go there, and I get what Anderson Cooper has to say, or Air America Media.  It’s awesome.  L-O-V-E it.  Not what I thought I’d ever use it for, and totally what I’m ending up using it for.  It’s a real tweet for anyone like me, get it… tweet… bah ha ha ha!!… OK, I’m better now… Anyway… it’s a treat for any geeky jeans and shorts wearin’ corny curious soul of a person like me.  Check it out.  What can I say… it’s cool.

Give Up The Popcorn and Walk Out – 13 Awful Films To Avoid7

The previous post about The Spirit and All That Jazz has spurred a post about the worst films I’ve ever seen.  I’m going to post 10.  At least, that’s my goal right now, at the start.  It could gain momentum and be a bit longer list.  We shall see.  They will be in no particular order, though the two already mentioned here would actually be one and two on the list, respectively.  (And, if you read the title you know I expanded to 13.  Sitting here now I can think of a few more, but I’ll stop here.  I’ll save the others for the part 2 list)

As mentioned… The Spirt was bad.  And I mean… bad.  I know, it’s supposed to be stylized.  I get that.  To me, however, it had no style at all.  Run, don’t walk, from this movie.  Spend your time doing something more worthwhile… like mowing the lawn or going to the dentist.  Anything.  Anything would be better.  Really.

This strange, I really can’t stand it, oddity of a film won 4 oscars.  Maybe it’s that I just don’t get it.  Maybe it’s me.  Maybe not.  Either way… All That Jazz was terrible.  Hard to follow.  Choppy.  Uh… just plain… strange.  No other way to put it.  Sometimes I like strange.  Sometimes strange is good.  This was/is not one of those times.

Supernova .  Completely terrible and very disappointing.  One of those times you think… man, it has good people in it.  Actors I like.  But somehow even they look bad in this movie.  Really bad.  There’s nothing much more I can say about this other than… ew.

Event Horizon.   Sam Neill.  Laurence Fishburne.  Worse than terrible.  Not only was it bad it was, to me anyway… disturbing.  Which maybe it was supposed to be.  Whatever.  I’ve seen plenty of movies that were slightly disturbing, or even a lot disturbing, and they weren’t bad.  They were disturbing, but that was OK because it was part of the story or moved it along.  This… disturbing for no damn good reason.  Creepy in a I have to take a shower now kinda way.  Avoid this film.

Max Payne.  I don’t even really know what to say about this movie.  I was excited to watch it… and then we did.  All the best parts were shown on the previews.  Now, looking back on actually watching it, I can’t even remember the movie all that much.  I just know we were like… uh… that was not good.

Chapter 27.  I thought… wow, this could be interesting.  Sadly, I was mistaken.  Not only was it not interesting, it was painfully slow.  Slow and… really slow.  We looked at each other and were like, OK, we have to turn this thing off.  I fast forwarded and watched the last two thirds of this film at high speed, slowing slightly once in awhile to keep up with what was going on.  Which took like a minute or less each time.  This thing is unbelievably shamefully sorry.  The only interesting thing about it is that Jared Leto looked transformed… kudos to him.   However, his weight gain is the only heavy thing this movie carries.  There was no substance to it.  None.  Just creepy looks and… a whole lotta nothing.   Too harsh?  I don’t think so.

Righteous Kill.  Writing… bad.  Directing… not great.  Acting… OK.  Predictability… yes.  This film, on the surface, would seem to be a winner all around… good actors, good director, etc.  But, it’s not.  And in fact, it’s silly, predictable, over the top, and just plain uninteresting.  Another film we fast forwarded through because we couldn’t take it at normal speed.  I would’ve turned it off completely, but I had to see the end to make sure the bad guy was who I knew it was after watching the first 10 minutes.  It was.  Skip this.  Even DeNiro and Pacino can’t save this terrible excuse for a movie.

Margot At The Wedding.  I hate it when I like no one in a movie.  When there doesn’t seem to be one redeeming person.  For me, this film was like that.  I didn’t enjoy a single line of it.  After watching this movie, and again, we fast forwarded through much of the end of it, I felt ucky.  Annoyed.  Like someone had robbed me of a small amount of time in my life and I was perturbed about it.  In fact, I still feel perturbed just thinking about it.

In Bruges.  It could just be me, but this movie was awful.  Again, I liked no one.  The shots, all puns intended, at humor were not funny.  Though maybe it was just my sense of humor, which this film didn’t even touch, that made me want to throw a shoe at the screen.  I don’t know.  I couldn’t believe how bad this thing was for me.  I watched and then just wanted to say what was the point of that?  There are films where it’s OK to ask that fateful question at the end… then there are films like In Bruges.

Freedomland.  I thought… good actors.  Come to think of it maybe I should stop right there to say that possibly I shouldn’t always see a movie because of the actors involved, but a girl has to have some way, some criteria for picking films to watch, and that’s one of mine.  Sue me.  But I digress… back to the movie.  It lumbered.  It was like walking uphill in water.  Slow and painful.

The Assassination of Jesse James by The Coward Robert Ford.  This movie is beautifully shot, I’ll give it that.  It’s gorgeous in fact.  However, that’s the only thing it has going for it.  Other than, alright, OK, the acting in it is also pretty good.  I just didn’t like it.  Talk about watching paint dry.  By about half way through I was like… this thing is beautiful, but c’mon already, shoot him.  Get it over with.  That, to me, is never a good sign.  One should never be thinking get it over with already while watching a movie.  Plus… could there be any longer or worse title for a movie than this?

I Heart Huckabees.  Huh?  Just plain not awesome.

Layer Cake.  To much.  Over the top.  Kinetic, not in a good way.  One of those films where you aren’t on the edge of your seat, you’ve fallen off.

Two Things… Nothing Too Earth Shattering

One… 37 people have visited my blog today.  My best day, so far, was 342 viewers.  I’m no aplusk on twitter, but hey… thanks for viewing!  

Second, and much more important… my bro and I watched what we have decided is the worst movie we’ve ever seen.  In the past both of us would probably have said All That Jazz, even though it’s always gotten rave reviews, but now a film has usurped that title.  The sad part is we watched it all the way through, and we don’t know why.  There’s no rhyme or reason for us watching.  We kept looking at each other and laughing, wondering why.  We even voiced the question… why?  We never did figure it out, we just kept at it, kept watching.  And still I wonder… why?  What movie prompted all this question asking, you ask?  Here it is… drum roll… the movie that’s taken over sole possession of the worst movie we’ve ever seen is… envelope… The Spirit.  Yes.  The Spirit.  Frank… c’mon man.  That thing stank it up.  It was terrible.  Bad direction, awful writing, laughable acting, corny, and not in a good way, special effects.  I was saddened, disappointed, and kind of amused.  When a movie that’s supposed to be semi serious… and yes, I realize it was supposed to be a bit over the top… creates nothing but chuckles of disbelief, it’s bad.  When there’s constant checking in with your movie watching mates to see if they are having the same nauseating reaction as you, it’s bad.  When all faith is lost in the acting ability of the likes of Samuel L. and Scarlett, at least in the finishing up of this particular movie, it’s bad.  The moral… bad.  Don’t see this stink pot of a film.  Avoid it.  Tell your friends.  Your children.  Your family.  People you meet on the street.  Warn them.  Shout it from the roof tops.  This thing tanks.  It tanks big time.  Now maybe I should tell you what I really think.   LOL

Stand For Children Video

April 28, 2009 tokenhippygirl 1 comment

Mom… I agree with you. No matter what our politics, kids need to have a higher profile where our government spending is concerned. I see the aftermath when the cuts happen. What do we want… educated children, or a much higher drop out rate. People may say there’s no correlation, but trust me, there is.

10 Great Movies… And Two Bonus Features

March 24, 2009 tokenhippygirl 1 comment

Without further ado…   I decided to randomly pick ten movies I’d consider, at this moment and off the top of my head, to be some of my most favorite.  Then I threw in, as I did in my earlier 10 Cheesy Movies post, a couple of bonus features.  I know if you asked me next week to come up with a list of films that these would, probably for the most part, still be on my list.  Though, right now and thinking about it, since I’m writing this after compiling the list below, I could add Bridge Over the River Kwai, or any of a number of other Hitchcock films.  But, I didn’t, and I haven’t.  What follows is the list I came up with today.  Check them out and feel free to leave a comment or two on your thoughts and/or what your picks would be.

Amadeus.  There’s just something about this one.  Very intense.  Tom Hulce is awesome in it.  Slightly over the top, but then I think his performance actually sort of makes this movie.  As we hear the whisper… “Amadeus”.

The Shawshank Redemption.  Who doesn’t like this movie.  Everyone I’ve ever met likes it.  I think it’s got something to do with the age old story of guy goes through something unjust, guy endures, guy says screw you to the corrupt establishment, guy lives happily ever after.  Yeah… something to do with that.

The Usual Suspects.  Group of unlikely fellows gets wiped out by scary mystery man with a surprise at the end.  Really great story telling here.  Excellent writing, directing, acting.  All around great romp of a movie.  Add in Kevin Spacey, Gabriel Byrne, Benecio Del Toro, Chazz Palminteri, Kevin Pollack, Pete Postlethwaite and, well… what more do you need?

The Matrix.  Sci-fi at it’s best.  This movie changed the way we enjoyed action, special effects, and strange new lands.   I can watch this over and over.  Who doesn’t duck slightly when the bullets go flying as Keanu is doing his ultra limbo.  Pretty cool.

L.A. Confidential.  What a fantastic ensemble movie.  Just, to keep it simple,  really great.  Has an excellent feel and look to it as well.

Rebecca.  Scary housekeeper, mystery former wife, slightly quiet and brooding husband, the hint of ominous things going on, and Hitchcock.  I know this wasn’t his favorite of his movies, at least the process of making it wasn’t, but this is a damn good one.  A master class in direction, camera angle, building the plot, and telling a story.  Plus… Laurence Olivier and Joan Fontaine.

Blade Runner.  Ah, another sci-fi great.  Early Harrison Ford, strange future world, androids, Rutger Hauer’s dying scene,  and a story based on a Philip K. Dick novel called “Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep”.  How can you not like this movie.  It’s dark, brooding, and strange.  All good.

Kill Bill vol. 1.  Quentin Tarantino at his best.  Not to mention Uma kicking ass and Keith being wise, witty, and making a mean bologna sandwich.  I love, love, love… let me repeast, love, his dialogue.

The Princess Bride.  Mawage.  Mawage is wat bwings us togever today.  Ah… there’s no other movie like this.  Sword fights, love, a six fingered man, ROUS… it’s phenominal.

Guess Who’s Coming to Dinner.  This is a film filled with powerhouse acting.  I mean, think about it… Sidney Poitier, Spencer Tracy (in his last performance), and Katherine Hepburn.  It gets no better than this.  It is a true acting master class.  Not to mention that it’s also a very well done movie.

Two Bonus Features:

Lawrence of Arabia.  Beautifully shot, a bit strange, and incredibly long, this is a great movie.  Oh yeah… and Omar Shariff, Alec Guiness, and Peter O’Toole.  Wow.

Silence of the Lambs.  I can watch this movie over and over.  Just a great all around film.  Again… great acting…  Jodi Foster and Anthony Hopkins, who can go wrong with acting chops like that.  Then you throw in the plot, the story telling, the very creepy bad guy, a very famous rendition of Tom Petty’s “American Girl”, and you have a winner.

Failing As A Film Watcher – 10 Films Not Worth Seeing

February 10, 2009 tokenhippygirl Leave a comment

My movie picking skills are lacking. For a while there I was doing pretty OK. We saw some decent movies arrive in the ol’ Netflix envelope. Lately though it’s been rough. So rough in fact that we have now resorted to watching the first season of Seinfeld to cleanse ourselves from the bad vibes of terrible movies. As an example I offer up portraits of 10 not so excellent films we’ve watched in the last month. Oh, and so you don’t start throwing potatoes at me or anything… the last couple are movies we watched that we actually liked, a lot. There have been a few (at this juncture I feel compelled to thank Liz for suggesting The Fall, you rock Liz… thanks for saving me from a complete descent into movie picker hell) worth watching. Some I’m not mentioning here, but that were fairly alright. It’s not been all bad, just mostly bad.

Without further ado… some bad ones… avoid them. They suck.

speed-racer

the-walker

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righteous-kill

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domino

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street-kings

the-air-i-breathe

And now, the two we really liked… tah dah…

kung-fu-panda

the-fall

If you haven’t seen The Fall, check it out. It won’t be for everyone, but put simply, it’s stunning. The way it was filmed is worth a viewing, even if you don’t like the story. And the little girl, whoever she is, was fantastic. So cute. It’s strange, and gorgeous.

Categories: Film, In My Opinion

The Family Think Tank

January 24, 2009 tokenhippygirl Leave a comment

My feeling of hope, good, and that something magical just happened have not diminished in the days since the inauguration.  In that vein I’d like to post here a couple of e-mails I, and the rest of my family, received from one of my uncles, and then a response written back to him by one of my aunts.  They are posted down below the next paragraph.  Take a gander now if you like.  I love you guys.

NOTE:  I’d like to say something briefly to all those I know and love who might be a bit less than enthusiastic about this current political turn of events… and you know I’m a positive girl, so bear with me.  I tend to see the good in things, the upside, the sunshine.  I’m also quite the liberal, as you all know.  And I have some people in my life who are, shall we say, in almost direct opposition to my political beliefs.  And you know what… that’s OK.  And in fact, it’s a good thing (yeah, there I go seeing the positive again).  This place we live, love, and cherish, was built on the ability of it’s citizens to have an opinion.  It was fought for and founded so all voices could be heard.  It’s our basic freedom.  Equality of voice.  So I embrace your opinion, even though I usually disagree with it, and I say… that’s alright.  It’s OK for us to disagree.  You know I love you.  I know you love me.  We respect each others opinion enough not to try and change it.  We know we can’t.  We don’t talk politics much, and that’s OK too.  I’m tired, and I think many of us are, of the us and them mentality here in this country.  I’ve occasionally bought into that myself, and I’m trying to be done with it.  None of us can know what the next 100 days, or 1000 days, will bring.  We can’t know it.  We can all only move forward in the ways we can.  Do the best we can to forge a better place for ourselves and our world, in our own individual way.  I know, despite our differences, that we all hope for the same things, really.  We hope things get better.  We hope we keep our jobs, our homes, our incomes, our security, a way of life each of us has made for ourselves.  We all hope, as we do every day, and every year, that the people we love will be safe and healthy, that our children and their children (two or four legged) grow and live and are happy.  We hope to be happy.  It is our commonality.  It is the place where we all meet in the middle.  So, we don’t have to agree on how we all think we, as a country, can best get there.  But we can agree that we want to get there.  To security.  To personal peace.  To a healthier world, whatever each of us thinks that means.  To happiness.  I love my family and my friends, as a whole.  Every part of you, every one of you, to the last.    That’s all.  It’s simple.  I am filled with hope right now, and that hope is for all of us.

And now… on with the thoughts of my most eloquent uncle and aunt… they’re worth a read.

On Tue, Jan 20, 2009 at 5:57 PM  I am compelled to write about the events of this day……..Barak Obama today is the President of the United States of America………To me and many many millions of Americans and to hundreds of millions people around the world there is a renewed sense of hope and optimism. A sense of fairness and humanity that has been woefully absent for so many years in our leadership has now finally returned. As in the heady times of John F. Kennedy, Franklin D. Roosevelt, Abraham Lincoln and George Washington I feel as do so many millions of others that anything is possible; that at long last a feeling of brotherhood, direction and true sense of caring is once again the truth of the day. I am not disillusioned by the naysayers, the doubters, the “glass is half fullers”, the “negatoids”; those who do not want a Black man, a man of hope and positiveness to succeed. I know that there would be some if not even many who would say that those who think like me are Pollyannas. And I am under no illusion that one president can really have the power to effect much in the way of positive change. But perception can be such a powerful thing……. This is not about black, brown, red, yellow or white….It is about a Man who has such faith and hope in the American experience, the American sense of hope, justice and goodness. These American ideals have been allowed to spoil, flounder, and fall fallow over these past years. Our new President has and will revive these powerful positive attributes of which our national psyche is so capable of and I believe allow us to march into the future with a sense of purpose like never before. Shame on those of you who are not willing to give this new Chief Executive a chance. He is our new leader and we must give him our support. What a boon to our country in the eyes of the rest of the world if we all could do that, and what a blow to our detractors and those who would try to destroy us. Obama’s ascendancy to the pinnacle of American power is the absolute best proof to the rest of the world that America is still the cradle of opportunity. A citizen of our country can realistically aspire to anything. Today is the first day of the rest of our lives, and what a great day indeed!!!!!……..Richard

Dear Richard, Thank you for taking the time to put yourself out there and express your feelings on this momentous occasion. I wanted to reply right away last night when I read your remarks, but thought I would take a few hours and let my thoughts settle in and settle out. I listened to the inaugural remarks of our new president four times yesterday. I couldn’t get enough. You are right. It has been a long dry spell where hope and inspiration lay inert and dormant in our national psyche. Listening to Barack Obama’s words felt like cool spring water on the parched lips of our collective thirst. I think that is what struck me about the address and the historic nature of the event in full. I have never in my lifetime witnessed the magnitude of inspiration that this man invokes. It was like John Kennedy’s “Ask not what your country can do for you, but what you can do for your country” speech on steroids. Men, women, and children of every hue, thinking collectively as Americans that we can do whatever we set our minds to. Finally, I am proud to be an American again. I don’t feel we have to apologize to other countries for the ineptitude and disregard for other cultures that we saw cultivated in the previous administration. We can raise our heads and say….yeah man, Obama is OUR president!! We know the tasks set before us will not be easy. Our economic issues and the conflicts around the globe……Obama made manifestly clear that there is much work to do. But it is a matter of will…..our will. All we need is a leader who can take us there with resolve and regard. With Barack Obama as our new president we are going to surprise ourselves in what we can accomplish. But you know, I don’t think we will surprise our new president. He has high expectations for us. Susie

Elvis Is Back

January 22, 2009 tokenhippygirl Leave a comment

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Today I saw Elvis… really. I was driving through a senior center parking lot, minding my own business, and just planning on turning around, when I spotted the Elvis mobile. I was surprised, shocked, dismayed, and a little giddy, I must admit. And then, as if seeing the mobile itself wasn’t enough, I actually saw the man. He got out of the vehicle and walked toward the center. He had on blue jeans, a shiny diner type 50′s jacket, big glasses, and the total Elvis hairdo. It was him. I know it. I think Elvis is masquerading as himself, driving around to various senior centers, and putting on shows. That’s what I think…. uh huh, yeah man.

It’s a New Dawn, It’s a New Day

January 21, 2009 tokenhippygirl 1 comment

It’s a new dawn, it’s a new day, it’s a new life for me… and I’m feelin’ good, to once again quote Nina.

I woke up this morning changed, the world around me changed as well.  It’s almost as if my eyes see more clearly, my heart beats more deeply, my mind is more open.  And what’s great about this feeling is that I know I’m not alone in it.  I look into peoples eyes and they look back at me, hopeful.  They look back with joy, with possibility.  There is the feeling that a collective sigh has risen from this place and spread across the world… a sigh that says… finally, at last.  We can breathe.  We can reach out and know we might find a hand or hands reaching back.  We are no longer afraid.   We have said yes, instead of no.  We can, at last, hold our heads high and be proud.  Love has replaced suspicion and doubt.  Peace has replaced unease and anxiety.  All because one beautiful, inspiring, electrifying, genuine, good man has stepped forward, taken the lead, and reached out his hand in expectation to us.  He’s said… I’m ready, come along with me… we will change ourselves, we will change our country, we will change the world.

I’ve included below the text of the inaugural address in it’s entirety.  It’s beautiful.  Words from a poet who believes what he says… who means what he says.  This is a wonderful day.  It’s the first day of a new beginning for us all.  A new beginning for the world.

My fellow citizens:  I stand here today humbled by the task before us, grateful for the trust you have bestowed, mindful of the sacrifices borne by our ancestors. I thank President Bush for his service to our nation, as well as the generosity and cooperation he has shown throughout this transition.

Forty-four Americans have now taken the presidential oath. The words have been spoken during rising tides of prosperity and the still waters of peace. Yet, every so often the oath is taken amidst gathering clouds and raging storms. At these moments, America has carried on not simply because of the skill or vision of those in high office, but because we the people have remained faithful to the ideals of our forebears, and true to our founding documents.

So it has been. So it must be with this generation of Americans.

That we are in the midst of crisis is now well understood. Our nation is at war, against a far-reaching network of violence and hatred. Our economy is badly weakened, a consequence of greed and irresponsibility on the part of some, but also our collective failure to make hard choices and prepare the nation for a new age. Homes have been lost; jobs shed; businesses shuttered. Our health care is too costly; our schools fail too many; and each day brings further evidence that the ways we use energy strengthen our adversaries and threaten our planet.

These are the indicators of crisis, subject to data and statistics. Less measurable but no less profound is a sapping of confidence across our land — a nagging fear that America’s decline is inevitable, and that the next generation must lower its sights.

Today I say to you that the challenges we face are real. They are serious and they are many. They will not be met easily or in a short span of time. But know this, America — they will be met.

On this day, we gather because we have chosen hope over fear, unity of purpose over conflict and discord.

On this day, we come to proclaim an end to the petty grievances and false promises, the recriminations and worn out dogmas, that for far too long have strangled our politics.

We remain a young nation, but in the words of Scripture, the time has come to set aside childish things. The time has come to reaffirm our enduring spirit; to choose our better history; to carry forward that precious gift, that noble idea, passed on from generation to generation: the God-given promise that all are equal, all are free and all deserve a chance to pursue their full measure of happiness.

In reaffirming the greatness of our nation, we understand that greatness is never a given. It must be earned. Our journey has never been one of shortcuts or settling for less. It has not been the path for the faint-hearted — for those who prefer leisure over work, or seek only the pleasures of riches and fame. Rather, it has been the risk-takers, the doers, the makers of things — some celebrated but more often men and women obscure in their labor, who have carried us up the long, rugged path towards prosperity and freedom.

For us, they packed up their few worldly possessions and traveled across oceans in search of a new life.

For us, they toiled in sweatshops and settled the West; endured the lash of the whip and plowed the hard earth.

For us, they fought and died, in places like Concord and Gettysburg; Normandy and Khe Sanh.

Time and again these men and women struggled and sacrificed and worked till their hands were raw so that we might live a better life. They saw America as bigger than the sum of our individual ambitions; greater than all the differences of birth or wealth or faction.

This is the journey we continue today. We remain the most prosperous, powerful nation on Earth. Our workers are no less productive than when this crisis began. Our minds are no less inventive, our goods and services no less needed than they were last week or last month or last year. Our capacity remains undiminished. But our time of standing pat, of protecting narrow interests and putting off unpleasant decisions — that time has surely passed. Starting today, we must pick ourselves up, dust ourselves off, and begin again the work of remaking America.

For everywhere we look, there is work to be done. The state of the economy calls for action, bold and swift, and we will act — not only to create new jobs, but to lay a new foundation for growth. We will build the roads and bridges, the electric grids and digital lines that feed our commerce and bind us together. We will restore science to its rightful place, and wield technology’s wonders to raise health care’s quality and lower its cost. We will harness the sun and the winds and the soil to fuel our cars and run our factories. And we will transform our schools and colleges and universities to meet the demands of a new age. All this we can do. All this we will do.

Now, there are some who question the scale of our ambitions — who suggest that our system cannot tolerate too many big plans. Their memories are short. For they have forgotten what this country has already done; what free men and women can achieve when imagination is joined to common purpose, and necessity to courage.

What the cynics fail to understand is that the ground has shifted beneath them — that the stale political arguments that have consumed us for so long no longer apply. The question we ask today is not whether our government is too big or too small, but whether it works — whether it helps families find jobs at a decent wage, care they can afford, a retirement that is dignified. Where the answer is yes, we intend to move forward. Where the answer is no, programs will end. Those of us who manage the public’s dollars will be held to account — to spend wisely, reform bad habits, and do our business in the light of day — because only then can we restore the vital trust between a people and their government.

Nor is the question before us whether the market is a force for good or ill. Its power to generate wealth and expand freedom is unmatched, but this crisis has reminded us that without a watchful eye, the market can spin out of control — and that a nation cannot prosper long when it favors only the prosperous. The success of our economy has always depended not just on the size of our gross domestic product, but on the reach of our prosperity; on our ability to extend opportunity to every willing heart — not out of charity, but because it is the surest route to our common good.

As for our common defense, we reject as false the choice between our safety and our ideals. Our founding fathers … our found fathers, faced with perils we can scarcely imagine, drafted a charter to assure the rule of law and the rights of man, a charter expanded by the blood of generations. Those ideals still light the world, and we will not give them up for expedience’s sake. And so to all the other peoples and governments who are watching today, from the grandest capitals to the small village where my father was born: know that America is a friend of each nation and every man, woman, and child who seeks a future of peace and dignity, and that we are ready to lead once more.

Recall that earlier generations faced down fascism and communism not just with missiles and tanks, but with sturdy alliances and enduring convictions. They understood that our power alone cannot protect us, nor does it entitle us to do as we please. Instead, they knew that our power grows through its prudent use; our security emanates from the justness of our cause, the force of our example, the tempering qualities of humility and restraint.

We are the keepers of this legacy. Guided by these principles once more, we can meet those new threats that demand even greater effort — even greater cooperation and understanding between nations. We will begin to responsibly leave Iraq to its people, and forge a hard-earned peace in Afghanistan. With old friends and former foes, we will work tirelessly to lessen the nuclear threat, and roll back the specter of a warming planet. We will not apologize for our way of life, nor will we waver in its defense, and for those who seek to advance their aims by inducing terror and slaughtering innocents, we say to you now that our spirit is stronger and cannot be broken; you cannot outlast us, and we will defeat you.

For we know that our patchwork heritage is a strength, not a weakness. We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus — and non-believers. We are shaped by every language and culture, drawn from every end of this Earth; and because we have tasted the bitter swill of civil war and segregation, and emerged from that dark chapter stronger and more united, we cannot help but believe that the old hatreds shall someday pass; that the lines of tribe shall soon dissolve; that as the world grows smaller, our common humanity shall reveal itself; and that America must play its role in ushering in a new era of peace.

To the Muslim world, we seek a new way forward, based on mutual interest and mutual respect. To those leaders around the globe who seek to sow conflict, or blame their society’s ills on the West — know that your people will judge you on what you can build, not what you destroy. To those who cling to power through corruption and deceit and the silencing of dissent, know that you are on the wrong side of history; but that we will extend a hand if you are willing to unclench your fist.

To the people of poor nations, we pledge to work alongside you to make your farms flourish and let clean waters flow; to nourish starved bodies and feed hungry minds. And to those nations like ours that enjoy relative plenty, we say we can no longer afford indifference to the suffering outside our borders; nor can we consume the world’s resources without regard to effect. For the world has changed, and we must change with it.

As we consider the road that unfolds before us, we remember with humble gratitude those brave Americans who, at this very hour, patrol far-off deserts and distant mountains. They have something to tell us, just as the fallen heroes who lie in Arlington whisper through the ages. We honor them not only because they are guardians of our liberty, but because they embody the spirit of service; a willingness to find meaning in something greater than themselves. And yet, at this moment — a moment that will define a generation — it is precisely this spirit that must inhabit us all.

For as much as government can do and must do, it is ultimately the faith and determination of the American people upon which this nation relies. It is the kindness to take in a stranger when the levees break, the selflessness of workers who would rather cut their hours than see a friend lose their job which sees us through our darkest hours. It is the firefighter’s courage to storm a stairway filled with smoke, but also a parent’s willingness to nurture a child, that finally decides our fate.

Our challenges may be new. The instruments with which we meet them may be new. But those values upon which our success depends — hard work and honesty, courage and fair play, tolerance and curiosity, loyalty and patriotism — these things are old. These things are true. They have been the quiet force of progress throughout our history. What is demanded then is a return to these truths. What is required of us now is a new era of responsibility — a recognition, on the part of every American, that we have duties to ourselves, our nation, and the world, duties that we do not grudgingly accept but rather seize gladly, firm in the knowledge that there is nothing so satisfying to the spirit, so defining of our character, than giving our all to a difficult task.

This is the price and the promise of citizenship.

This is the source of our confidence — the knowledge that God calls on us to shape an uncertain destiny.

This is the meaning of our liberty and our creed — why men and women and children of every race and every faith can join in celebration across this magnificent Mall, and why a man whose father less than sixty years ago might not have been served at a local restaurant can now stand before you to take a most sacred oath.

So let us mark this day with remembrance, of who we are and how far we have traveled. In the year of America’s birth, in the coldest of months, a small band of patriots huddled by dying campfires on the shores of an icy river. The capital was abandoned. The enemy was advancing. The snow was stained with blood. At a moment when the outcome of our revolution was most in doubt, the father of our nation ordered these words be read to the people:

“Let it be told to the future world … that in the depth of winter, when nothing but hope and virtue could survive…that the city and the country, alarmed at one common danger, came forth to meet (it).”

America, in the face of our common dangers, in this winter of our hardship, let us remember these timeless words. With hope and virtue, let us brave once more the icy currents, and endure what storms may come. Let it be said by our children’s children that when we were tested we refused to let this journey end, that we did not turn back nor did we falter; and with eyes fixed on the horizon and God’s grace upon us, we carried forth that great gift of freedom and delivered it safely to future generations.

Thank you. God bless you. And God bless the United States of America.

Have a Drink With….

November 25, 2008 tokenhippygirl 1 comment

A friend posed this question to me today…

If you could have a drink with anyone, living or dead, who would it be?

I don’t think I can narrow it down to just one.  I thought, I mused, I considered.. and realized I couldn’t do it.  OK, if I HAD to I’d say e.e. cummings.  Not a surprise to those who know me.  But really I’d have a list.  Let’s say the top 5 dead persons I’d like to chat over a beverage with would be… today at least, because you know it would change daily, or even hourly as you thought of new people… but right now, today, my list would be (oh, and this excludes family, which obviously there are some I would want to see and talk to):

1. e.e. cummings

2. Salvador Dali

3. Katherine Hepburn

4. Goethe

5. George Eliot

Top 5 Living Persons

1. Maya Angelou

2. Gloria Steinem

3. Jodi Foster

4. John Berendt

5. Stephen Hawking

Who are yours?  Who would you, as my friend’s friend, who posed this question to her originally, said… who would you have a banquet with?  Because it’s just too tough to narrow it down to one.

Getting Ready

Getting Ready, originally uploaded by Tokenhippygirl.

I decided to include another Zoo concert photo from Saturday evening. This one is of the stage pre-show. The other I already posted is actually from the same spot facing the other direction. As you can tell, we had good seats. That’s what I’m talkin’ about….

Oh, and a big PS… the Indigo Girls were awesome.  It was just the two of them with their guitars and occasionally a third woman on piano and accordion.  Wow.  You can tell they’ve been doing this together for a long time.  Impeccable timing, excellent harmonies, and just a great flow to the show.  They were on and it was really amazing.  If you’re into great music, great harmonies, and music with a message definitely check them out.  You will not, I guarantee it, be disappointed.

A Couple of Good Films

We also saw a couple of pretty darn good movies in the last few days. The first, Lars and the Real Girl, a very quirky and sweet little movie written by Nancy Oliver and starring Ryan Gosling. I won’t try to explain it here other than to say that the movie has an almost fable-esque quality to it. So, check out the link and then check out the movie. It sounds strange, but it’s really very very sweet. We liked it a lot. The second, August Rush, didn’t get very good reviews, but we liked it none the less. It also felt a little bit like a fable, and though very improbable, it was totally enjoyable. This is the kind of movie where you have to suspend what you believe might actually be possible and just go on the ride. It’s, yes, another sweet movie. No action sequences, and many moments where you might say to yourself, uh huh, sure, that wouldn’t happen, but warm and fuzzy by the end. It makes you feel like anything is possible and that the world is a good place. Not a bad way to spend two hours.

The Weekend Approaches…

… and I haven’t even done a post about The Swell Season concert this last Monday at the Keller Auditorium. What can I say about it. It was wonderful. You know when you’re planning on going to see someone you’ve never seen live and there’s a slight concern that they won’t live up to the expectations you have? Well… that definitely wasn’t the case here. These people, Glen Hansard (also the lead singer of an Irish band called The Frames) and Marketa Irglova, were amazing. The musicianship alone was outstanding, and then to top it off, they can sing, and sing well. I found myself thinking, holy crap, they are even better live than either recorded or in the movie, Once.

The evening started off, before The Swell Season even took the stage, with a small set from a couple of Irish guys, Rónán Ó Snodaigh and Liam Ó Maonlaí (founder of Hothouse Flowers) (a big thanks to Isorski’s comment on my photo of the inside of the Keller on my photo blog, image – ination, and then his posting of a link to his great review of the show, which you can find here, that clued me in on what these guys names were, I had no idea). I knew, after they started into the first number, that the show was going to be stellar. These two were amazing. Completely entertaining, wonderful musicians, and terrific music. These two were mentors to Glen Hansard when he, and they, were street musicians in Ireland. I’m glad he brought them along… just very cool, and really remarkable.

A totally random, yet completely cool moment was when Hansard started talking about the two of them, he and Irglova, going for a walk about Portland earlier in the day and their meeting and conversation with a young man who was a local musician. Hansard mentioned that sometimes when you meet somone you connect with them, and this was one of those times. He then preceeded to yell out to the audience to see if the kid was there, and yes, he was. Hansard then did something unexpected, he invited the kid on stage to sing a song. The kid was sitting in the nosebleed section and said so, but Hansard just called back up to him, “we’ll wait”. So the kid runs down to the main level and up the aisle to then be lifted up onto the stage by a burly looking roadie. He converses with the band for a moment and then steps up to the microphone saying that he’s going to sing Brandy (you’re a fine girl), but the band doesn’t really know it so he’ll sing and they’ll try to figure it out. He starts singing and about half way through the band is getting into full swing backing him and the whole place is going nuts and grooving along with this kid who is having the moment of his life. By the end of the song they were all fairly in sync and sounding not half bad. The kid puts the big finish on and then stands there amazed as he gets the first standing ovation of the night. Speechless he just shakes his head back and forth in disbelief as he then sort of hugs and shakes hands with the band and walks off stage. It was a really great moment.

The moment with the kid was just one of many great moments because Hansard and Irglova are the real thing… fantastic musicians who absolutely love what they do. They’re humble, real, and totally splendid to see live. If you get the chance, though many of the shows are getting sold out, as the show was at the Keller, go see them. It’s worth the price of the ticket. There’s no doubt in my mind, you’ll have a fantastic time. We did.

Happy Easter

March 23, 2008 tokenhippygirl 1 comment

It’s Easter Sunday. We’re both sitting here, me in the big chair, Karen on the love seat, perusing stuff on our respective laptops. It’s raining outside. Typical for Oregon this time of year. Weston is laying down on the top of the cushion behind my back and his little head is resting on my shoulder. I love when he does this. He’s such a cuddly little fellow.

Yesterday we were busy. A drive to the rental to pick up the old sinks, medicine cabinet, and hand rail we took out of the house, or should I say had taken out of the house, and then a drive to the Rebuilding Center. A truly fun and great place to hang out and look for “stuff”. It’s like treasure hunting. My grandmother would’ve loved it. We dropped off the stuff we took to them and ended up buying a 12 x 12 section of new carpet, at a cost of $20 I might add, for one of the bedroom in the rental. What a deal. After that we headed back to the rental to drop off the carpet and then picked up all the garbage, from the various construction projects we’ve had going on, and took it to the dump. From there we came home and started working on the yard here. Mowing, weeding, trimming, hoeing… it looks so much better now. Weston had a blast all day as we took him with us everywhere. He’s a very happy guy as long as he can stay with us. We were done about 6:30 last night. Still enough time left in the day to take showers, even Weston who needed one as he’d dug in many of the flower beds when we were working outside, and then watch a couple of movies.

The movies… The Hunting Party. Richard Gere and Terence Howard. Terence, I hope I just spelled your name right. Anyway… good movie. Interesting… and also true. It’s the story of how some journalists decide they are going to go and try to interview a war criminal that no one else, state departments, nato, etc. have been able to find. They find him. It’s all done in sort of a comic, I can’t believe this is happening, kind of way. It worked. I liked it. The other movie, In the Valley of Elah… Excellent. Also based on true events. Tommy Lee Jones, Susan Sarandon, and Charlize Theron. Really good. Very well acted. It’s about a soldier from Iraq who comes home and goes missing a few days after getting back. Of the two I’d say rent In the Valley of Elah, but both are pretty good.

Today… we have no real plans. How nice. We might meet a couple of friends for an Easter meal at some restaurant, but haven’t really narrowed those plans down. If not, we’re good just being at home, the three of us. Right now, as I said, Weston is sleeping up by my neck, keeping it warm. His bone, the one Karen gave him only just a little bit ago, is sitting by my feet on a towel on the ottoman. Not very attractive. But then, we’re used to bones laying around the house. He likes to hide them. We don’t really mind. This morning I thought, a little late given it was already Easter morning, that we should’ve gotten some sort of dog treats we could’ve hidden around the house. Then we could’ve had an Easter “egg” hunt for the boy. I guess giving him a bone is going to have to do it. I don’t think he minds.

To each of you out there… here’s wishing a day of joy, peace, and love for you no matter what the day brings for you. Happy Easter everyone.

Death Proof

December 12, 2007 tokenhippygirl 1 comment

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We watched Quentin Tarantino’s Death Proof last night. What did I think? I loved it.

It’s his dialogue that always gets me. I love how the guy, meaning Tarantino, writes. It’s snappy, and hip, flowing right off the screen with such great natural ease. Really good stuff.

The movie actually starts off a bit slow, and I kept wondering, when is something going to happen. After all, it’s a movie about a serial killer, played by Kurt Russell, and when a person watches a movie about a serial killer you automatically assume there’s going to be some killing. Especially with Tarantino, who loves a good bloody scene. But this didn’t have that for quite awhile and I kept wondering, when is it coming? It does, eventually, but before that I really just got into listening to the exchanges between the characters and was caught up. The writing, superb.

The best part of the film, and worth the wait even if you don’t get into the dialogue like I did, is the end of the film… Kurt Russell getting his comupance. I won’t spoil it by spilling the details, but it’s definitely worth the wait.

If you haven’t seen this movie… see it. There’s a bit of blood, but really, in the grand scheme of Tarantino movies, it’s not that much or that bad. And that part of it is over fairly quickly. This film is worth a look, both for the great dialogue and for the really great ending.

Evening

November 12, 2007 tokenhippygirl Leave a comment

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We watched the film, Evening, last night and about it I just have this to say… if you like excellent acting, watch this movie. It is a veritable powerhouse of women’s acting. Yes, there are some great performances by men in this movie, but women dominate the story and the screen.

Vanessa Redgrave is, as usual, stunning as Ann, a woman who examines moments in her life as she lay dying. Sounds morbid… it’s anything but. I’m always impressed with Vanessa Redgrave’s ability to act without speaking. Her eyes are, simply, luminous. She can do an entire scene, saying nothing, and communicating everything. It’s an art form and she’s a master.

Also in the movie are Claire Danes as the younger Ann, Glenn Close, Meryl Streep, Mamie Gummer (Meryl Streep’s daughter who plays the younger Meryl character in the film), Natasha Richardson (Vanessa Redgrave’s daughter who actually plays her daughter in the film), Toni Collette, and Eileen Atkins (the night nurse). It’s a stunning cast.

This isn’t a film for people who love action or suspense, but if you love great acting, excellent writing (the same screenwriter as The Hours), wonderful direction (Lajos Koltai) and gorgeous cinematography, check out Evening. This film takes you on a journey. A journey you will not be disappointed in.

Amazing Photos

October 25, 2007 tokenhippygirl 2 comments

I was perusing the flickr pages early this morning, like 6ish or so, and stumbled across the photos of a guy who calls himself crack jackson jr.  If you get a chance, go check out his images.  His perspective and his eye for the shot are pretty incredible.

What A Wild Weekend

Whew.  All I have to say is, what a great, wild, scary, hilarious, fun, relaxing weekend.  Yes, it was all those things and… so much more.

First, we went to see Pink Martini at the Oregon Zoo Friday night.  pink-martini.jpgAll I have to say about it and them is… amazing.  This group who, try as I may, is so hard to classify.  There are twelve members… strings, percussion, piano, guitars, and a vocalist.  They play music from Spain, Japan, France, Russia, and even something in Arabic.  Having said that, they aren’t stuffy, strange, or even out of date.  When listening you feel transported to far away places, in a far off past.   They are timeless, and hip.  You find yourself toe tapping, not understanding the lyrics, yet feeling like you do.  You picture yourself sitting in some smoky night club of the 50′s, slingin’ back a martini (pink, of course), watching people dance, and dance, and dance.  The moral… If you get a chance, go see them.  Even though I can’t really describe them, trust me, you’ll have an experience you won’t find anywhere or from anyone else. 

After a great night of music under the stars Friday evening we settled in Saturday to do a bit of shopping for our bicyles.  We, as some of you know, have switched to bicycles from motorcycles.  The reasons for this were explained in a previous post, so if you’re interested, you can read up on them there.  As for our new venture, we needed some supplies… helmets, lights, mirrors, and… are you ready?  We needed a dog trailer, so we will be able to take Weston with us when we ride.  Silly, some might say, but fun and a bit cool none-the-less.  We ended up at River City Bikes  on MLK.  Two things about our adventures there… one, the people were so great.  Very helpful to a couple of babes who don’t know much, but want to learn more, about cycling.  They also took a look at Karen’s bike and fixed a little something on it, for free.  Not only that, the girl who was helping us, primarily, was so patient and really helpful about the whole fitting us for helmets thing in the price range we were looking at.   The second thing… they had exactly what we were looking for to be able to carry Weston around with us… the Tail Wagon.tail-wagon.jpg  I kid you not, that’s the name of it.  And, it works great.  We tried it out yesterday on the East Bank Esplanade.  He was a bit freaked out at first, but came around in no time and actually enjoyed it a bit I think.   So, River City Bicyles… a great place to go for all your biking needs.  I know I sound like an advertisement, but hey, they even had a dog bowl inside the store and allowed us to bring Weston in to see if he fit in his new traveling home.  The topper… he not only fit, he also got a lot of lovin’ from the staff and other shoppers to boot.  A definite plus for our people lovin’ smallish buddy.

Sunday we did some grocery shopping, supported a fund raising event for Oregon Sustainable Business (a friend was involved and manning a booth so we grabbed a bite to eat at their stand in front of New Seasons  after we grocery shopped), and then watched our sword swalling dog throw up the 5-6 inch buffalo rib bone he somehow swallowed while we were away shopping.  Yes, Weston somehow managed to swallow a rib bone that was 5-6 inches long.  Given that he’s not a big guy, it was so scary.  We were very worried that he had somehow done some internal damage to himself, but after a few hours of sitting with him, and him getting back to normal, behavior wise, we pretty much thought he was in the clear.  We’re just amazed he even got it down, and wonder, how did he?  All we knew is that when we got home he had the most pitiful strange look on his face.  We knew something wasn’t right and when we couldn’t find his bone, we feared we knew the worst.  Then, about 15 minutes later, when he threw it, and another inch or so long piece of cartilidge that had been on the end of it, up, we knew we were correct.  The poor little guy had somehow gotten that down inside himself and then expelled that sucker not long after.  We think he swallowed it not long before we came home.  And still, we can’t even imagine how it happened.   It was eventful, and scary… for all three of us I imagine.

So, there you have it.  It was a full weekend, and as I said, fun and scary.  Our lives, definitely exciting… as they say, whoever they are, there’s never a dull moment…

Bobby

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We just watched Emilio Estevez’s movie, Bobby, last night and I have to say, I liked it immensely. I’m not exactly sure why, though the cast was phenomenal and the acting superb. I guess maybe it’s that this is an event in our history I was too young to really remember or experience, but now, after watching the movie, I realize how much the messages of the film pertain to what’s happening today. And the film made me wonder, what would life have been like if he and Martin Luther King, Jr. hadn’t been assassinated that year.

Emilio Estevez has made a film that somehow manages to capture the feeling of the time. With the many subplots we were able to get a feel for the anger, the desparation, the courage, the hope, and how much we, as a country, were unsettled around the war, civil rights, drugs, and our future. It’s a powerful film with some excellent performances and very good writing. If you’re into political drama, or just the drama of being human, I’d recommend it. You won’t be disappointed.

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Pirates of the Caribbean – At World’s End

June 9, 2007 tokenhippygirl 1 comment

We went to see the new Pirates movie last night. Getting to the theater we were pretty hyped up. We’d loved the other movies and were looking forward to having a similar vicarious romp of an experience with this one. We were wrong.

First off, the movie is long. Nearly three hours, to be exact, and with this particular film three hours was almost agonizing. I actually found myself looking at my watch an hour or so in thinking, wow, that’s all the time that’s gone by? I thought it would’ve been longer… it seemed longer. I looked over at Karen and she looked like she was having a hard time staying awake, which she admitted was true when we talked after the movie. Granted, the last 45 minutes were good. They were what we’d expected. They made sense. We knew what was happening.  Which leads to the second point… the messy plot.

The plot never seemed to find it’s way. It sort of meandered around, just as the Black Pearl does during the movie for a time, without direction, hoping to stumble upon a path. It seemed pointless and what’s more, I didn’t care what was happening to anyone. I kept wondering, who is that, or what’s going on, or why is this happening. It’s as if they slapped some scenes together in no particular order. Yes, the special effects were great, and some of the acting was pretty good as well, but it felt a bit like watching unconnected vignettes with characters who had no idea what they were doing, and who provided no contribution to moving the story along.

Maybe I’ve been spoiled by the first two movies. Or maybe they expected that the audience would automatically know what was what, and yes… I was able to figure it out, or at least guess at it, but who wanted to. Not I. I wanted fun, a definite direction, a good romp. And sadly, I didn’t get it.

Ah well… it did complete the saga. Sort of. Because, of course, they left it open just a bit in case, at some point down the road, someone decides to make a fourth movie. I can only hope, if that’s true, and they do, that we get more of what a smart audience wants. Less of the too long bits of thrown in jokes and acting to amuse themselves, and more of the swashbuckling silliness we’ve come to love, look for, and enjoy.

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Blood Diamond

We recently saw Blood Diamond. The verdict, I loved this movie. The cast… DiCaprio, Hounsou, and Connelly all gave brilliant performances. DiCaprio is both menacing and heartbreaking as a soldier of fortune trying to make enough money to escape Africa, and Djimon Hounsou, as a father desparate to find his family, and then his son, is powerful, lost, and intense. All of this while getting a stark and at times harsh history lesson about conflict diamonds. This movie made me think and feel, which seems to be a tough thing for movie makers to pull off. Edward Zwick did it, and did it well. It’s been a long time since I’ve seen a movie that both enlightened and provoked without being too preachy or too over the top. Add to all of this the absolutely beautiful cinematography and you have a complete movie. Yes, as you watch you’ll probably get an inkling as to what direction the film will take, I did, and yet, I didn’t mind. This film takes you on a journey, and I was glad I went along for the ride.

If you’re interested… check out other reviews, get a better synopsis of the film than I’ve given, and read up on the cast, through the link above, which will take you to Rotten Tomatoes. Not everyone agrees with me that this film is good, but then, that’s what makes movies an art form. They’re up for interpretation.

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