Jesus Christ Superstar | Trailer
Here's a little secret. When I was a kid, I was nutty about watching the movies aired around Easter about the passion of Christ. The entire week leading up to Easter was devoted to whichever "passion" movie happened to be airing. I would scour the TV listing guide to be sure one wasn't missed, and would sometimes even flip channels in between two if they were airing simultaneously. And I know not what to attribute this enthusiasm to as others in the family didn't seem to exude the same enthusiasm. Of course I loved watching other holiday specials such as "It's the Great Pumpkin Charlie Brown" and all of the Jules and Bass Christmas features such as "Rudolph" and "Santa Claus is Coming to Town". But Easter was different.
Well, one year about the age of 8, perusing the channel listings to get the weekly lineup, I discovered one titled, "Jesus Christ Superstar". Now, I knew nothing about this phenomenal production nor that it would become an instantaneous favorite that I would watch again and again through life and nor how much it would impact my life. It was just one more of the "passions of christ" movies that I was determined to watch that particular Easter week with a funky, groovy title. As luck would have it, I was going to be sleeping at my dear grandmother's house (an activity I adored) the very night "Jesus Christ Superstar" was scheduled to air. I wasn't the least bit worried. She had a TV set. Check. She was devout and would surely be more interested in watching it than my brother. Check. It did not conflict with my bedtime. Check. It did not conflict with Wheel of Fortune. Check.
I thought I was set. Happy-go-lucky at Grandma's I told her about my plan to watch "Jesus Christ Superstar" and (are you ready for this?) she said NO. I was stunned. No, shocked. No, absolutely, positively in a snit. It was not possible to comprehend how a good catholic grandma would deny watching a "passion of christ" movie just before Easter. She wasn't able to present sound reasoning for the denial so it came down to "what's in a name?". I, however, could not be deterred. Watching "passion" movies was my thing. It's what I did the week before Easter. It's what I looked forward to and planned and "Jesus Christ Superstar" just happended to be the very one I wanted to watch more than any others ever. Simply because of its awesome title. I knew nothing of the content but knew that it could not be missed. The threat was made to call mom and dad. Grandma held firm. Determination did not waver. The phone was in my hand quicker than the crack of a whip and I was pleading my case to mom and pleading to either be picked up or permitted to watch the show.
Persuasive even at a young age, I'm happy to report the viewing of JCS triumphed. And what a spectacle. The direction, the score, the choreography, the costumes - Superstar! No version since has even come close to comparable. The heavy 70's influence is simplistic and timeless. A true masterpiece.
If time travel were possible and I could go back to any time and place of my choosing and insert myself into a production, hands down it would be JCS. The energetic choreography, the groovy costumes and the songs that imprint themselves into your subconscious. Superstar! To dance behind King Herod would be a dream.
King Herod's Song
The choreography is flipping fantastic in this scene. Notice how the dancers just appear from behind the pillars. Superstar!
Simon Zealotes | Check out this Choreography!
Oh, the Pharisees. Quite possibly the uniquest costumes. Brilliant. And the song *He is dangerous .... rattle, rattle, rattle* it just sticks in the brain ...
Pharisees | Funky Costumes!
As an 8 year old and for several years after the scene with the lepers crawling out the rocks freaked me out!
And now for the irony. Once I had seen JCS and become absolutely smitten with the production, I was cured of my pre-Easter week "passion of Christ" movie fever. It was rechanneled into a passion for stage craft and the art of production. Thanks JCS :-)
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Sunday, December 27, 2009
Love Actually
Love Actually
After watching "It's a Wonderful Life", having a good cry and getting totally into the Christmas spirit, we watched "Love Actually" ... a movie second only to "It's a Wondeful Life" and "Elf" for getting me into the merriment of the season.
Love Actually has a knock out cast: Hugh Grant, Keira Knightly, Liam Neeson, Emma Thompson, Rowan Atkinson, etc, etc. (Yes! The list truly does go on). See the link for more detail.
The premise is that love actually is all around. The movie begins in an airport. At the arrivals gate. As people arrive there are hugs and kisses and laughter and smiles and general goodwill. The narrator points out that he loves to visit the arrivals gate of an airport and witness the generosity of love. And that as far as he knows, when the two planes crashed into the twin towers, not one of the outgoing calls was a call of hatred. They were all calls of love. Love actually is all around.
At this point in the film, no matter how many times I've seen it, I get choked up. And this is only the opening scene! And then the film brilliantly launches into Bill Nighy (yes, it's a super stellar cast) singing "I feel it in my fingers, I feel it in my toes, Christmas is all around us, come on and let it snow..." The scene is set. We are in London, England, 5 weeks to Christmas. The film deftly and delightfully weaves together the stories of 8 couples and their experiences of love. It is so lovely. And charming. And romantic. And funny! Peals of laugther every time: Rowan Atkinson delivers, "Ready in the flashiest of flashes". Emma Thompson delivers, "There was more than one lobster present at the birth of Jesus Christ?" and Hugh Grant dancing his way down the steps stops dead in his tracks and says to his staffer, "Right, could we change the Japanese Prime Minister to 4:00?".
Love Actually?
Actually Lovely. Must see it.
After watching "It's a Wonderful Life", having a good cry and getting totally into the Christmas spirit, we watched "Love Actually" ... a movie second only to "It's a Wondeful Life" and "Elf" for getting me into the merriment of the season.
Love Actually has a knock out cast: Hugh Grant, Keira Knightly, Liam Neeson, Emma Thompson, Rowan Atkinson, etc, etc. (Yes! The list truly does go on). See the link for more detail.
The premise is that love actually is all around. The movie begins in an airport. At the arrivals gate. As people arrive there are hugs and kisses and laughter and smiles and general goodwill. The narrator points out that he loves to visit the arrivals gate of an airport and witness the generosity of love. And that as far as he knows, when the two planes crashed into the twin towers, not one of the outgoing calls was a call of hatred. They were all calls of love. Love actually is all around.
At this point in the film, no matter how many times I've seen it, I get choked up. And this is only the opening scene! And then the film brilliantly launches into Bill Nighy (yes, it's a super stellar cast) singing "I feel it in my fingers, I feel it in my toes, Christmas is all around us, come on and let it snow..." The scene is set. We are in London, England, 5 weeks to Christmas. The film deftly and delightfully weaves together the stories of 8 couples and their experiences of love. It is so lovely. And charming. And romantic. And funny! Peals of laugther every time: Rowan Atkinson delivers, "Ready in the flashiest of flashes". Emma Thompson delivers, "There was more than one lobster present at the birth of Jesus Christ?" and Hugh Grant dancing his way down the steps stops dead in his tracks and says to his staffer, "Right, could we change the Japanese Prime Minister to 4:00?".
Love Actually?
Actually Lovely. Must see it.
'Tina's Peace' by artist jason prigge
Thinking of Spring
Rojo Mojo
Taj Mahal | 8 Apr 98 ... India
Spires standing tall & erect
eternal vigil on guard
bodies hard as marble
marvel
Delicate voloptuousness of stone
feminine intricacies inlaid
made
by a heart rent asunder
devotion strong as thunder
I wonder
What it is to be
adored to such degree
but she
never saw what her beloved Shah
filled with emotion & devotion
constructed in her name
Eventually declared insane
bereft of his treasured wife
committed
the remains of his life
under the bulbous dome
forever their home
Laid side by side
with secrets centuries old
whispered by spectres inside
combine
with reverberating echoes
of those who've come to behold
the wonder of the world
For Mumtaz Mahal...the Taj Mahal
eternal vigil on guard
bodies hard as marble
marvel
Delicate voloptuousness of stone
feminine intricacies inlaid
made
by a heart rent asunder
devotion strong as thunder
I wonder
What it is to be
adored to such degree
but she
never saw what her beloved Shah
filled with emotion & devotion
constructed in her name
Eventually declared insane
bereft of his treasured wife
committed
the remains of his life
under the bulbous dome
forever their home
Laid side by side
with secrets centuries old
whispered by spectres inside
combine
with reverberating echoes
of those who've come to behold
the wonder of the world
For Mumtaz Mahal...the Taj Mahal
Bus from Udaipur to Jaisalmer | 18 Mar 98 ... India
Feeling queasy
a little uneasy
refuse topay baksheesh
5 rupee...
not much to me
But must stand up
to the man
with his hand
Outstretched in my direction
seeking protection
for our loot
in the boot
Bus journey to Jaisalmer
Shanezz
catcha whiff
curbside spliff
Dawn of day in Jodphur.
a little uneasy
refuse topay baksheesh
5 rupee...
not much to me
But must stand up
to the man
with his hand
Outstretched in my direction
seeking protection
for our loot
in the boot
Bus journey to Jaisalmer
Shanezz
catcha whiff
curbside spliff
Dawn of day in Jodphur.
Bus to Coimbatore | 19 Feb 98 ... India
Stopped in a knot of traffic that even draino couldn't unclog,
the bus heaving & belching its toxic fumes,
sit I, like the Bandit Queen, bandana pulled up high over my nose,
baseball cap pulled low over my eyes,
peering thru them as slits to guard against dust and
the neighboring bus of men who raise eyebrows, stare,
call "hullo madam", ogle, hiss and irritate.
Eardrums deafened by the horn, lungs painted in pollution,
I wonder.
Do I prefer idling and ogling?
or the menace of the willy nilly Indian road system
where drivers play chicken --tho' it's no game--
at high speed darting and weaving, just barely overtaking
the oxen & cart
the vespa
colonial-era cars
White knuckles & suacer eyes.
Intense enough to be latest Sega video game
Virtual consequences in reality.
weaving.
overtaking.
nearing & veering precarious precipices beckon
How does the traffic cop stay sane?
the bus heaving & belching its toxic fumes,
sit I, like the Bandit Queen, bandana pulled up high over my nose,
baseball cap pulled low over my eyes,
peering thru them as slits to guard against dust and
the neighboring bus of men who raise eyebrows, stare,
call "hullo madam", ogle, hiss and irritate.
Eardrums deafened by the horn, lungs painted in pollution,
I wonder.
Do I prefer idling and ogling?
or the menace of the willy nilly Indian road system
where drivers play chicken --tho' it's no game--
at high speed darting and weaving, just barely overtaking
the oxen & cart
the vespa
colonial-era cars
White knuckles & suacer eyes.
Intense enough to be latest Sega video game
Virtual consequences in reality.
weaving.
overtaking.
nearing & veering precarious precipices beckon
How does the traffic cop stay sane?
Bang #1 | 12 Dec 97 ... Varanassi, India
I sat like a cat, perched on a ghat, high above the Ganges
Watching and waiting, always intaking, the spicy atmosphere
TV gone virtual, a Nat. Geo special, India by senses
Taste the air, masala wind in my hair, yummy samosa and lassi
barefeet slap ancient stone, world different from home, a touch and taste of Varanassi
Kites fly high and so do I perched above the Ganges
A floating flower prayer, children's voices on air, when dream becomes reality
I'm in India! I say, and on this day I know I'm truly alive.
Watching and waiting, always intaking, the spicy atmosphere
TV gone virtual, a Nat. Geo special, India by senses
Taste the air, masala wind in my hair, yummy samosa and lassi
barefeet slap ancient stone, world different from home, a touch and taste of Varanassi
Kites fly high and so do I perched above the Ganges
A floating flower prayer, children's voices on air, when dream becomes reality
I'm in India! I say, and on this day I know I'm truly alive.
NAGARKOT SUNRISE | 9 May 98 ... Nepal
River deep & mountain high
terraces cut, ecstasy of the eye
wrapped in star-speckled cloak of night
the towering Himalayas lie in sight
Oh! Purple Mountain majesty
Cleanse the mind of all tragedy
arise from dreams
that seem
to only hint at the Himalayan splendor awaiting
anticipating
one little American girl
waits in wonder on top of the world
monsieur soleil
starts the day
divinely inspired
no ticket required
orange beams shoot forth into the sky
simultaneous with the rooster's cry
& I
agog & in awe with the firmament's display
in May
perched on a railing watching rapt
To the sun's awakening the sky adapts
Emanating an ephemeral emboldened blaze
The mountains & sun in impassioned embrace
Nagarkot...ambrosia place
The mountain glows; the sun goes
& I know
identically idyllic not found on Earth
serendipity, mystical magic & mirth
terraces cut, ecstasy of the eye
wrapped in star-speckled cloak of night
the towering Himalayas lie in sight
Oh! Purple Mountain majesty
Cleanse the mind of all tragedy
arise from dreams
that seem
to only hint at the Himalayan splendor awaiting
anticipating
one little American girl
waits in wonder on top of the world
monsieur soleil
starts the day
divinely inspired
no ticket required
orange beams shoot forth into the sky
simultaneous with the rooster's cry
& I
agog & in awe with the firmament's display
in May
perched on a railing watching rapt
To the sun's awakening the sky adapts
Emanating an ephemeral emboldened blaze
The mountains & sun in impassioned embrace
Nagarkot...ambrosia place
The mountain glows; the sun goes
& I know
identically idyllic not found on Earth
serendipity, mystical magic & mirth
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Twas the Night Before Christmas
Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night!
After Hours | by jason prigge
Monday, December 21, 2009
Love Actually is All Around
Love Actually
I feel it in my fingers ... I feel it in my toes. Christmas is all around us ... come on and let it snow.
'Love Actually' is the ultimate Christmas film (second only to 'It's a Wonderful Life').
It's romantic and beautiful and touching and charming and heartwarming. The soundtrack is masterful. The casting is incredible. It's the only film that I have seen countless times that still makes me teary eyed during the OPENING credits. And, it's the film that converted me into a Hugh Grant fan.
All you need is love.
I feel it in my fingers ... I feel it in my toes. Christmas is all around us ... come on and let it snow.
'Love Actually' is the ultimate Christmas film (second only to 'It's a Wonderful Life').
It's romantic and beautiful and touching and charming and heartwarming. The soundtrack is masterful. The casting is incredible. It's the only film that I have seen countless times that still makes me teary eyed during the OPENING credits. And, it's the film that converted me into a Hugh Grant fan.
All you need is love.
The Hangover | The Unexpected Post
The Hangover
Welllllll....here's the post I never imagined. A movie I never would have considered. Even my husband had assumed I wouldn't watch it (remember, he knows my taste in movies well). And yet, and yet ... here I am blogging about the movie "The Hangover" and the fact that I totally ENJOYED this film. It was a delightful and perfectly executed lark. Great cinematography, solid characters, excellent soundtrack and a hilariously demented and suspenseful story with a happy ending. *I hope that wasn't a spoiler.*
Here's the deal. Here's what sucked me into watching the film (and I'm so glad I did). Here's the setup: A Groom, his two best mates and his brother-in-law to be (not firing on all cylinders perhaps) celebrate his bachelor's party in Vegas. Ok, so far ho-hum. But! The movie essentially begins with these fellows waking up the next morning in Vegas....and they don't remember a thing. Nothing of the bachelor party the night before. They wake up in their hotel room which is rampaged and find a live tiger, a baby, one of the guys is missing a tooth, and they can't find the groom. And it's not as if the groom has just stepped out for coffee. No one has heard from him, not even the bride. And they can't remember a thing.
This film is fun. This film is funny. This film is fresh. And I'm going to watch it again.
Welllllll....here's the post I never imagined. A movie I never would have considered. Even my husband had assumed I wouldn't watch it (remember, he knows my taste in movies well). And yet, and yet ... here I am blogging about the movie "The Hangover" and the fact that I totally ENJOYED this film. It was a delightful and perfectly executed lark. Great cinematography, solid characters, excellent soundtrack and a hilariously demented and suspenseful story with a happy ending. *I hope that wasn't a spoiler.*
Here's the deal. Here's what sucked me into watching the film (and I'm so glad I did). Here's the setup: A Groom, his two best mates and his brother-in-law to be (not firing on all cylinders perhaps) celebrate his bachelor's party in Vegas. Ok, so far ho-hum. But! The movie essentially begins with these fellows waking up the next morning in Vegas....and they don't remember a thing. Nothing of the bachelor party the night before. They wake up in their hotel room which is rampaged and find a live tiger, a baby, one of the guys is missing a tooth, and they can't find the groom. And it's not as if the groom has just stepped out for coffee. No one has heard from him, not even the bride. And they can't remember a thing.
This film is fun. This film is funny. This film is fresh. And I'm going to watch it again.
Hair | The Film
HAIR
HAIR
HAIR
If you've never seen it, or if it's been quite some time since you've seen it, there's never been a more poignant, important time in history to watch the movie 'Hair' starring Treat Williams. The music and the choreography are superb and the story will leave you in tears. The final shot, panning out at Arlington Cemetery...I can't get through it without a box of tissue. The message is moving. See it.
HAIR
HAIR
HAIR
If you've never seen it, or if it's been quite some time since you've seen it, there's never been a more poignant, important time in history to watch the movie 'Hair' starring Treat Williams. The music and the choreography are superb and the story will leave you in tears. The final shot, panning out at Arlington Cemetery...I can't get through it without a box of tissue. The message is moving. See it.
HAIR
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Almost Missed It | Logan's Run
Logan's Run | 1976
Something happened that quite scrambled my mind. Which is why I haven't posted in a few days. I've had to think this near miss through. My husband suggested a movie and I said no. The title was "Logan's Run" and it conjured an image for me of something along the lines of "Rio Bravo" or "Three Days of the Condor". Both good movies in their own right I'm sure, but just not my style. And not what I was interested in at the time he suggested it. He said, "Are you sure? You might like it." Now, my husband knows me very well and his taste in film is impeccable. He has viewed movies far more extensively than me and always guides me well. So I hesitated. And thought, well if he thinks I might like it, I should give it a try. I asked to look at the box and saw that the cover art was circa 1970 or thereabouts and again I said no. Thankfully my husband is lovely and tenacious and he didn't let me pass this movie by. I agreed to screen 15 minutes of it with the right to turn it off. After just a few minutes, I was hooked. After 30 minutes when my husband suggested turning it off with a sly glint in his eye, I grabbed the remote control and refused. It was a GREAT movie. For its time I imagine it was ground breaking. But even now it's still relevant. It's a good story, believably portrayed, fantastic costumes, futuristic set. As a matter of fact, I can see that "Logan's Run" has undoubtedly influenced many projects since then. This film is a true piece of art, although Farrah Fawcett's role is really weak. What scrambled my mind is that I had nearly passed it up. No, for all intents and purposes I had passed it up, and thankfully my husband turned me on to it. I've got to remember the mantra, "don't knock it until you try it". So glad I saw it. My cup of tea. And if you haven't seen it, you should. Enjoy!
Something happened that quite scrambled my mind. Which is why I haven't posted in a few days. I've had to think this near miss through. My husband suggested a movie and I said no. The title was "Logan's Run" and it conjured an image for me of something along the lines of "Rio Bravo" or "Three Days of the Condor". Both good movies in their own right I'm sure, but just not my style. And not what I was interested in at the time he suggested it. He said, "Are you sure? You might like it." Now, my husband knows me very well and his taste in film is impeccable. He has viewed movies far more extensively than me and always guides me well. So I hesitated. And thought, well if he thinks I might like it, I should give it a try. I asked to look at the box and saw that the cover art was circa 1970 or thereabouts and again I said no. Thankfully my husband is lovely and tenacious and he didn't let me pass this movie by. I agreed to screen 15 minutes of it with the right to turn it off. After just a few minutes, I was hooked. After 30 minutes when my husband suggested turning it off with a sly glint in his eye, I grabbed the remote control and refused. It was a GREAT movie. For its time I imagine it was ground breaking. But even now it's still relevant. It's a good story, believably portrayed, fantastic costumes, futuristic set. As a matter of fact, I can see that "Logan's Run" has undoubtedly influenced many projects since then. This film is a true piece of art, although Farrah Fawcett's role is really weak. What scrambled my mind is that I had nearly passed it up. No, for all intents and purposes I had passed it up, and thankfully my husband turned me on to it. I've got to remember the mantra, "don't knock it until you try it". So glad I saw it. My cup of tea. And if you haven't seen it, you should. Enjoy!
Sunday, December 13, 2009
earth
DISNEY earth
This film is an A++ for cinematography and stunning visuals. Remarkable footage. Phenomenal time-lapse photography. From a close up shot of delicate cherry blossoms blooming to a panoramic view of a hillside blooming in tandem with the sun's passing. Followed by the explosion of fall colors spilling across a hillside. Truly remarkable. And the great white shark? Two words: holy shit!
And kudos to the brilliant casting director for enlisting the talents of James Earl Jones. None better than he could have narrated this film. His commanding, God-like voice is ideal for the majesty of this film.
When I asked my son if he recognized the actor's voice who was narrating, I thought certain he would say Darth Vader, if not Mufasa. But no, he thought it was Willy Wonka's dad (Burton version) portrayed by Christopher Lee. LOL, It's a new generation.
This film is an A++ for cinematography and stunning visuals. Remarkable footage. Phenomenal time-lapse photography. From a close up shot of delicate cherry blossoms blooming to a panoramic view of a hillside blooming in tandem with the sun's passing. Followed by the explosion of fall colors spilling across a hillside. Truly remarkable. And the great white shark? Two words: holy shit!
And kudos to the brilliant casting director for enlisting the talents of James Earl Jones. None better than he could have narrated this film. His commanding, God-like voice is ideal for the majesty of this film.
When I asked my son if he recognized the actor's voice who was narrating, I thought certain he would say Darth Vader, if not Mufasa. But no, he thought it was Willy Wonka's dad (Burton version) portrayed by Christopher Lee. LOL, It's a new generation.
Julie & Julia
Julie & Julia Trailer
Julie & Julia is delightful. A skillful combination of two true stories from different eras. Meryl Streep is wholly convincing as Julia Child. No, Meryl Streep transformed into Julia Child. It feels as if you are watching and glimpsing significant moments in the life of the real Julia Child. Bravo Meryl! And bravo Stanley Tucci. What a tender and genteel gentleman he portrayed as Paul Child. Stanley Tucci has gone way up on the esteem charts.
Julie Powell's brave and creative idea to cook all 524 recipes from Julia Child's Mastering the Art of French Cooking in 365 days and blog about it was the impetus behind the piece. A quote from the movie is that Julia Child, when interviewed for her 90th birthday about the Julie/Julia Project, was "a pill about it". It's the one perplexing point. Was Julia Child not pleased to know that her cookbook was still so relevant?
Prior to seeing the movie, I recall hearing a snippet of an interview with Julie Powell on public radio. Did she mention she finally had a chance to meet Julia Child? Does anyone know? It would be the perfect encore to the film.
Julie & Julia is delightful. A skillful combination of two true stories from different eras. Meryl Streep is wholly convincing as Julia Child. No, Meryl Streep transformed into Julia Child. It feels as if you are watching and glimpsing significant moments in the life of the real Julia Child. Bravo Meryl! And bravo Stanley Tucci. What a tender and genteel gentleman he portrayed as Paul Child. Stanley Tucci has gone way up on the esteem charts.
Julie Powell's brave and creative idea to cook all 524 recipes from Julia Child's Mastering the Art of French Cooking in 365 days and blog about it was the impetus behind the piece. A quote from the movie is that Julia Child, when interviewed for her 90th birthday about the Julie/Julia Project, was "a pill about it". It's the one perplexing point. Was Julia Child not pleased to know that her cookbook was still so relevant?
Prior to seeing the movie, I recall hearing a snippet of an interview with Julie Powell on public radio. Did she mention she finally had a chance to meet Julia Child? Does anyone know? It would be the perfect encore to the film.
Saturday, December 12, 2009
Intensely Powerful
Baraka is an incredible film. A true art piece.
View this clip of the Silent Scream. Moving, eh?
Baraka | Silent Scream
View this clip of the Silent Scream. Moving, eh?
Baraka | Silent Scream
Nine
Nine | Trailer
The trailer for the movie "Nine" is so good, so stimulating, so totally speaks to my artisitc sensibilities that I'm waiting anxiously for its release. It's been a while since a trailer has lit that spark. Frankly, the preview had me at Daniel Day Lewis, an actor who owns every role he takes. And then the cast list goes on and on and on like a treasure chest spilling gold: Dame Judi Dench, Nicole Kidman, Marion Cottiard, Kate Hudson, Penelope Cruz and the soundtrack, the visuals ... you'll know where to find me on release date! This is art I want to be sure to catch on the big screen.
The trailer for the movie "Nine" is so good, so stimulating, so totally speaks to my artisitc sensibilities that I'm waiting anxiously for its release. It's been a while since a trailer has lit that spark. Frankly, the preview had me at Daniel Day Lewis, an actor who owns every role he takes. And then the cast list goes on and on and on like a treasure chest spilling gold: Dame Judi Dench, Nicole Kidman, Marion Cottiard, Kate Hudson, Penelope Cruz and the soundtrack, the visuals ... you'll know where to find me on release date! This is art I want to be sure to catch on the big screen.
Kitty Fantastica ... Fantastic!
Top Notch Film
A delicious facet of Salon Vagabond is that all dimensions of art are discussed, debated, enjoyed, revered ... and now recorded. What is art? A great play by Yasmina Reza explores just that question when one friend spends a small fortune on a piece of art that moves him and his best friend just doesn't get it ... and it causes a riff. Salon Vagabond is an attempt to capture and remember experiences of art that really move me. For better or worse.
Two really unexpectedly good films this week gave me the motivation to begin this blog. And so it begins.
Two really unexpectedly good films this week gave me the motivation to begin this blog. And so it begins.
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