this week has been jam-packed with heidi nonsense. this week is the atlanta film festival, and oh joy am i having fun! that is, of course, in spite of issues that will surface later in this post. i have seen a surprising number of duds this year, but they have been balanced with a number of pieces of pure brilliance. last night we hit the experimental shorts montage, only one of which really impressed me, and then a film called Bomb the System that should hit theatres in september. who knew a film about graffiti artists could kick so much ass? highly recommended... as is the british film Bright Young Things and a Japanese film called Bright Future.
next year i think i may try to concentrate more heavily on the international films like Bright Future. it never ceases to amaze me how when i see something like Bright Future i get - not frustrated, what is the word? - flustered? - flustered with how the stories are structured so differently from what i am used to with american cinema. god, that sentence sounds almost haughty. yuck! what the hell is my problem - sorry!
ok - example. with Bright Future so many points of the story go completely unresolved; some are never even really explained (unless it just flew right over my noggen). these random things just occur, the story never really comes to an end - a lot like life, not a lot like the movies. i would be more specific, but hopefully some of you will see it someday and who am i to ruin it?
so, basically, i get flustered and realize i have to un-condition myself as a moviewatcher. i was going somewhere with that, but my train of thought apparently just derailed.
in addition to the film fest, this week is also another show-a-rama week. monday night i made a mad dash from the cinema to mjq for a show that was moved from the echo lounge because they got shut down temporarily, and then i had to wait another hour and almost a half in a hot, overcrowded, poorly-ventilated room for a show that i then proceeded to daydream my way through. can you call it daydreaming if it's 11:00 at night? now - read those last two sentences really quickly. that's how they were in my head as i was writing them.
tonight i am catching the decemberists - hopefully at the echo. then tomorrow is the grand prix race to see one of my new favorite bands - KEANE. i first saw them open for travis in scotland. originally determined to be upset that they were not jason falkner (who opened for travis in the u.s.), i left a believer. i am pretty sure i have spoken of them here before: no guitars, voice of an angel, brilliantly executed "piano in a rock song" phenom that turns me on like nothing else can (save a man brushing my hair)... the only thing that scares me is that i went to three stores yesterday looking for the new album (all i have is a single) and it was sold out at every one. i hope they don't ruin them here like they did coldplay.
so, i am unhappy with this post thus far. bored with it. thus, i am abandoning it, leaving it here, starting over... sigh...
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