Artificial Intelligence Review

Artificial Intelligence: AI (2001)

Directed by: Steven Spielberg
Starring: Haley Joel Osment, Jude Law, William Hurt

I'm a sucker for intelligent science fiction, but I'm not a huge fan of Spielberg's takes on the genre, so I had avoided AI until I learned that Stanley Kubrick (one of my all-time favorite directors) was involved in its pre-production before his death in 1999. I popped this in last night without much knowledge of or preconceptions about its story or themes, hoping to see his hand at work.

AI is the story of an android or "Mecha" child named David (Osment) who, unlike all other Mecha, is built with the ability to love. He is adopted by a family whose only child is stuck in a cryogenic freezer until medical science catches up with whatever ails him. Soon after David's acceptance into the family, his formerly-frozen step brother is cured and returns to find a slightly larger family unit. Sibling rivalry ensues, and David, who is seen as a threat to the safety of the home's humans, is unceremoniously dumped in the woods. He then embarks on a journey to find Pinocchio's Blue Fairy, whom he believes can turn him into a real boy.

I just don't even know where to start with this mess. I'll grant you that science has progressed to the point where they can create a completely life-like android and that they can even create one who can love. Fine, disbelief suspended. The rest of the movie's plot contrivances are so ridiculous that they destroy any belief or emotional investment in this particular future. Why is David, the pinnacle of human technological achievement, so incredibly stupid? Why does he not know when he is putting himself or others in danger, even though the first 5 minutes of the film establishes the fact that this behavior is common in androids? Why can David jump in a pool and come out just fine, but eating something means a total meltdown and a trip to the robo-emergency room? Why does David believe that someone from a fairy tale is real? Why does he think she can turn him into a real boy? How can he operate for thousands of years at the bottom of the ocean without any power source? WHY ARE THERE ALIENS IN THIS MOVIE? How can they magically regenerate a dead person from DNA at any point in their life, and with only their plot-convenient memories intact? Why do these reanimated humans cease to exist when they fall asleep? I'm sorry, that's just way too much disbelief to suspend. There are plenty of other non-plot-related problems with this movie, but I think these alone should be enough to keep you away.

There were, admittedly, a few things that I liked about AI. These are by no means redeeming, but I don't want to be completely negative here. Jude Law is really enjoyable to watch in his role as a robo-prostitute, and David's robo-teddybear Teddy is actually pretty funny as the voice of reason. I could identify with Teddy more than any other character, as we both seemed to know that the plot of this movie is complete bullshit. The film does raise some very interesting philosophical questions about the nature of love and companionship, as well as the role of technology in our lives. Unfortunately, these questions not only go unanswered, but are brutally sacrificed to the almighty god Plot Progression.

If you think any of this sounds interesting, please just go watch Blade Runner.

SotD - Same Old Drag

This song is super-appropriate because I'm going to see this band live and in person tonight! They're The Apples in Stereo, a light, energetic, and poppy indie group that's been around since the mid-90's. Enjoy!

The Apples in Stereo - Same Old Drag



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Mad Men

I just finished the first 4 episodes of AMC's critically acclaimed (worshiped is probably a better word) series Mad Men. So far, it's got me pretty conflicted. As a 1960's period piece, they simply could not be doing a better job. The actors, sets, music, smoking, drinking, and chauvinism all come together in a way that makes me have to remind myself that this was filmed in 2007. My problem with it is that I hate nearly every single one of the characters, and the situations they get themselves into are just plain depressing. Watching scum-bag after scum-bag fumble through lose-lose scenarios is not my idea of a good time. I'm really hoping that in the next few episodes they start to reveal these people to be tragically flawed well-meaners as opposed to sociopaths.

SotD - Lose Big

I am absolutely loving the Americana revival that's happening right now. I knew I wanted to a put an Eef Barzelay track on SotD, but it was pretty tough to actually pick just one. The entire album is great, spanning the range from swaggering self-confidence to tortured melancholy in just 10 tracks. Also, if you like this, check out Fleet Foxes, M. Ward, or Horse Feathers.

Eef Barzelay - Lose Big



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"Peculiar Travel Suggestions...

...are dancing lessons from God." -Kurt Vonnegut

Last week, I was talking with Payton (of Top Five Records fame) about the Dark Knight premier and what our plans for seeing it were. He casually suggested "We should have made a weekend out of it" which immediately set my brain in motion. Neither of us had any pressing engagements over the weekend, so the next day I jumped in my car and drove the 9 bleak hours to Houston.

Being the incredible nerds that we are, Payton and I arrived at the midnight showing of The Dark Knight at about 9:30 (we were by no means the first people in line). I asked one of the employees how many people they were expecting to show up, and she told me that based on presale there would be at least 3000 people. As it got closer to midnight, none of us doubted that estimate. People wearing Joker-style facepaint, batman masks, or just a t-shirt emblazoned with the Bat-logo were swarming all over the enormous theater. I've been to a lot of midnight showings, but that buzzing energy we all felt while we were waiting for the lights to dim was something new and unique. Say what you will about the movie-going experience, complain about ticket or food prices, tell your stories about that one time with that one kid who wouldn't shut up, but I honestly believe that that experience is one of the greatest that our culture has to offer. Sitting in a dark room with six or seven hundred strangers and watching something you've all waited years for is simply incredible. You might think I'm being a bit melodramatic here, but I will truly miss this shared experience if and when the living room is the sole domain of film.

Regardless of whether it was a cultural touchstone or just another night at the movies, seeing The Dark Knight was a great way to kick off a fun and relaxing weekend with Payton and his friends. After a boring 2 months in searcy and a stressful 2 weeks with family, it was great to just go with the flow and hang out with some people my own age. I also really enjoyed Houston itself. The city just seems...inviting. Besides, who could complain about a city that has an amazing Mexican restaurant on every corner?


See? Doesn't it look inviting?


This is NOT the theater where we saw Batman


The highway was closed to clear a wreck, so I took a detour. Cue the banjo music.

Fourth of July, etc

Hello again! It feels like so long since we've talked! I spent the last two weeks traveling, visiting various relatives in Texas and Oklahoma, and was without internet access for a lot of that time.

First, I flew to scenic Lubbock, Texas, home of Buddy Holly, to stay with my immediate family for a few days. The four of us then drove to bustling Shawnee, Oklahoma, home of Brad Pitt, to visit my grandparents. My dad's dad loves to make a huge deal out of The Fourth, inviting lots of aunts, uncles, and cousins over, then spending enough money on fireworks to make them all very nervous. After staying there a couple days, we were off yet again, this time to booming Tulsa, Oklahoma, home of nothing, to spend time with yet another set of aunts/uncles/cousins. I didn't take any pictures here, since my young cousin kept us so busy with swimming, volleyball, tennis, ping-pong, laser-tag, board games, and even more fireworks that I didn't have time to pick it up. Then it was back to Lubbock for 4 more days of non-stop excitement before finally flying back.

I generally don't enjoy going home for visits. I dread school breaks, when they kick us all out of the dorms and I have to go back to Lubbock for a week or a month. I've never actually lived in Lubbock (my family moved there after I came to school), so the number of people I know there can be counted on one hand. That said, I actually had a pretty good time these past two weeks. Maybe you can chalk that up to the fact that I wasn't stuck in one place the entire time, but I actually enjoyed most of the trip. I didn't really feel that need to isolate myself from the people around me after spending too much time being social. That introverted tug was still there, sure, but it wasn't quite so debilitating this time around.

Here's a few pictures I took while I was away, click for the giant version.

Lubbock: The Giant Side of Texas (they really call it that)

SotD - Get Your Head Around It

I'd never heard of Headlights until I saw them open for Mates of State, and I was completely blown away. This is the first track off their newest album "Some Racing, Some Stopping" and I strongly recommend the rest of it. A bit of their on-stage energy is lost in the studio, but that's a fairly common complaint for any band. The best comparison I can make with them is that they sound like a more lively Rilo Kiley. Headlights - Get Your Head Around It Buy this album

"Stay a while, and listen!"

Diablo II is a game that consumed nearly my entire high school years. I played so much that at one point, if I saw something drop to the ground in real-life, my finger would twitch, trying to find the key that would show the name of the dropped item. So yeah, it was pretty bad. The sequel, appropriately named "Diablo III" was announced today, and it looks to have improved on the original formula in every way. If you feel like watching someone play it for 20 minutes, do I have a link for you! Diablo III gameplay, courtesy of Shack News

SotD - Daylight

Today's song is from the current king of independent hip-hop: Aesop Rock. His lyrics are simply on a different tier than everyone else's in the genre. They are also NSFW, so listen at your own risk.

Aesop Rock - Daylight



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In Local News...

I haven't been able to summon up a real post, so I thought I'd just do a brief update of personally important happenings over the last couple weeks.

- Barack Obama is the presumptive nominee for the democratic party's candidate for president. This is great news for a number of reasons that I won't get into right now, but suffice it to say that I'm very excited. Also, Blogger considers both 'Barack' and 'Obama' spelling errors.

- Environmental Science is one of those classes where the material is really interesting, but it's taught in such a dry and lifeless way that makes you want to be anywhere else.

- I rented Rainbow Six Vegas 2 for my PS3, which was a lot of fun until I tried to play online. The community of players for this game have become so entrenched and perfected their tactics to such an extent that it is almost impossible to get into at this point. I don't know what happened to me, I used to be good at shooters.

- I put in some applications for gainful employment around town, but so far I haven't gotten any calls back. This means that I don't really know what to do to fill up my days. So far, the solution has been watching movies and playing video games as if it generated money.

- Going to church with Zach and Beth at Fellowship Little Rock has been a great experience for me. There haven't been very many times in my life that I actually enjoyed or looked forward to waking up on a Sunday morning, and I'm very encouraged by the knowledge that that is possible. If gas were free I'd be there every week.

- Next week, I'm flying back home to Texas, spending a few days with my family, then driving with them to Oklahoma to visit the extended family. This is the first time in a while that I've genuinely wanted to go home. I'm looking forward to spending time with my parents, grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousins. It's a weird feeling.

- I'm a pretty decent writer, I think, at least when compared with most people my age. I mean, people have told me as much. But I'm reading Cat's Cradle by Kurt Vonnegut right now, and every time I sit down with it I think "Wow. I will never in a million years write like this man." I'll try to post a full review when I finish it.

Song of the Day - The Re-arranger

There's no way to make this sound like I'm not a music snob, so I'm not going to try. Look, let's be honest: you listen to some pretty crappy music. Just admit it. I used to live in that darkness myself, and I'm here to tell you that there is hope! In the past, to help facilitate your musical education, I've tried to recommend bands that I love to you. I understand, though, that it's hard to just go download random songs by a band you've never heard of just because I think you should listen to them. So to make this whole process easier on both of us, I've decided to start a Song of the Day series here on Transmissions. There's not going to be a new song every day, but I'll try to update it often. My plan at the moment is to post the song here in the main blog (for archival purposes), but you'll also be able to play it with the little player thing on the right. So, without further ado, here's the first of many fine tunes, brought to you by my sense of musical elitism.

Mates of State - The Re-arranger



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Thus Spake Miyamoto

When I was 3 years old, my parents forced me to make a life-altering decision. They took me to Wal-mart and presented me with two item, between which I had to choose. The first: a black Huffy bicycle, training wheels and all. The second: a Nintendo Entertainment System, complete with Zapper. If you anything about me, you know what decision I made. The fact that I'm writing a blog post right now and not doing something active and outdoorsy should give the rest of you a clue. However, this post isn't about how I'm a giant nerd, but rather role that video games have played in our society over the years. I've been playing games for almost 20 years now, and it has been very interesting to see how public perception of them has changed during that time.

In its infancy, the videogaming industry and its efforts were relegated to the realm of arcades and hobby shops. These were by no means the "Good Old Days." Video games weren't ever persecuted in the way comic books or rock music were, but they were seen as simply a distraction for kids. A few of my friends growing up had an NES or a Genesis, but they were secluded in the back rooms of their homes, far away from the more adult forms of entertainment.

Fast forward 20 years. April's release of Grand Theft Auto IV was the largest launch in entertainment history, selling 6 million copies in the first week. A Paramount Pictures representative was even quoted complaining that the game's release would hamper ticket sales for their enormous summer title Iron Man, which opened the same week. World of Warcraft now has over 10 million subscribers, each paying $15 a month to play it. The Nintendo Wii has been on the market for over a year, but good luck finding a store that can keep them in stock. It's become clear that video games are no longer exclusively for kids. Games with adult themes are being played by adults, while the Wii has usurped the throne of the board game in family game night.

It's been great to watch my favorite pastime evolve from the realm of kid's toys into a respected medium. Video games aren't art or literature just yet, but we're getting there.

Perception as it pertains to prediction

If hindsight is 20:20, what does that make foresight? Pretty foggy, in my experience. How does one decide that a certain course of action is the right one? To make any decision, you essentially have to take all the observable, objective information, and balance that against your emotions and gut feelings on the issue. This is very rarely a fair fight. Objectivity can hold its own in only a few types of discussions, while emotion tends to rule all other spheres. Why do we trust our emotions, something known and demonstrated to be fallible, over our intelligence and ability to reason? This imbalance is particularly flagrant when it comes to our interactions with the opposite sex. I don't mean this as an indictment of you people; I'm just as bad as everyone else. I can't even tell you how many times I've had this conversation with myself:

Left Brain: "Listen, Right. She is rude, boring, and we don't even share any interests!"
Right Brain: "But I loooooove her!"

Guess which one wins? How in the world am I supposed to pick someone to spend my entire life with when my emotions are actively poisoning my decision-making process? I try my best to shut out that swooning, lovestruck side of my brain, but can I really trust myself? There have been times when I thought, honestly believed, that I was making an intelligent, informed decision, only to think the exact opposite thing a week later. I'd love to believe the things that old married couples say when questioned about this process, like "You just know!" Really? 50% of people in America "just knew" that were perfect for each other, but they got divorced anyway. That just doesn't instill a lot of confidence in the whole process.

Maybe knowing that I can't trust myself is half the battle.

My living room

Here's a picture of the incredible rasterbation that my roommate spent 3 days working on. I have the coolest living room in this apartment complex by far.

Like a Ro-woah-woah-llercoaster

The last couple weeks have definitely been filled with ups and downs, as my friends and I start new parts of our lives. A few of us are doing it together, but mostly we are going our separate ways. When I was a freshman, I knew that eventually I would have to say goodbye to all the friends I had made in my time at Harding. I guess I pictured a big post-graduation party where we spent one last night laughing and telling stories and etc etc. Fitting with the theme that this blog seems to have developed, expectation versus actuality, there wasn't any party. Some people I saw for the last time for who knows how long during finals. I got to spend two weeks with a few more of them over intercession, but no matter when I saw them last, it was uneventful. The closest I came to having an actual goodbye with someone♦ was Chris saying "Hey I guess this is last time I'll see you for a while." My response was something along the lines of "Yeah, I guess it is." We walked to our cars and that was it. After 4 years of classes and studying and killing time with this person, we simply slipped out of each other's lives. I honestly have a hard time getting my head around that.

If those were the downs, the ups would be moving into this decrepit Searcy apartment with a couple of guys for the summer. I didn't really know how it would go, having never lived with either of them before. You know that feeling you get in the first few minutes of a movie, where you just know that you're going to love it? Or when you try to sing along with a song you've never heard before? I think I've found the "life changes" version of that music/movie feeling. Living with them has been incredibly easy and more fun than I've had in a very long time. After 8 semesters in the dorms, I've finally got an apartment, and with 2 great guys to boot. I don't have much to complain about lately.

I always get a lot done when I have homework due. The thought of actually doing the work I'm paying good money to do makes even cleaning look like a fun activity. I'm sitting in my favorite coffee shop trying to talk myself into studying for a test. I'm writing this post because I'm doing a terrible job of it.

It's weird to see how people change when you haven't seen them in a while. Will they be fatter? In better shape? Depressed? Engaged? Married? Maybe I'm just instinctively opposed to change, but I'm never happy to see these differences between memory and reality. If things are bad for them, I feel bad. If things are good, I'm jealous. I'm not sure what this says about me. Why can't I just be happy for people?

It has come to my attention recently that I'm not a particularly nice person. My roommate said something to me, and my first thought was "I know he's joking, but that's kind of a mean thing to say." My second thought was "Oh, wait, he was quoting me." That was a little disconcerting. I seriously have to make an effort to avoid saying mean or sarcastic things or they just come spilling out. This character trait (flaw?) has caused me a lot of trouble in romantic relationships, since I am attracted to girls who, as Karyn would say, "feel their feelings very deeply." That type of girl will never respond well to sarcasm. It's obviously something I need to work on.

Current Events

Statistics is a class that seemed really interesting on the surface, but once you start to dig into it, you find out that it's actually incredibly boring. The concept of exploring random events or population characteristics is intriguing, but the reality is basically an endless parade of tables, charts, and formulas. Having to watch this parade for four hours every day for two weeks got old after the first class period. I'm just glad that I don't have to live in the wonderful world of statistics for an entire semester.

Bringing a laptop to class is probably going to have a negative impact on my grade, but I consider it a fair trade for keeping my sanity. Beating Zuma (something I've been working on for about 5 month's worth of boring classes) has become an almost fanatical endeavor. Every time I see those balls slurp into the hole in the middle of the board I want to throw my laptop across the room. When you play a game this much, you start to notice all the little problems with it. I can't say for sure, but I think the game might be cheating.

Over the weekend, I went to a house party with 2 guys I barely know to hang out with a bunch of people I didn't know at all. I'm not going to tell the whole story, because it's not very flattering. This is my blog and I'll tell you what I want to tell you, so quit complaining. I don't know how much you know about me, fearless reader, but I'm not exactly what you (or anyone) would call a "partier." I don't "party" or attend "parties." At best, I'm inexperienced, but I had a good time. Nothing bad happened, but it was certainly out of character for me. This and other events have gotten me thinking about how your childhood perceptions of your future self rarely match up with the reality. I mean, I guess this is true for everyone and not just me. I hope it is. If my 12-year-old self could meet my current 22-year-old self, (ignoring any time-travel paradoxes that would certainly arise) what would he think? I can't imagine that he would be pleased, but I don't think that that's necessarily a bad thing. Obviously, we all change as we grow up and that means a change in our morals and values. Is my 12-year-old set of values more "right" than my 22-year-old set due to some sort of childhood purity? Or could it be the other way around, thanks to a measure of adulthood insight? I have no idea what the answer to that is.

Last published Jan 30, 2008

It's been nearly 5 months since I've posted here. My absence is mostly due to the fact that I've been so busy with school that it was completely draining me of all my creative energies, of which I have very little to begin with.

I think I'm back now because I need someone to know what's going on, and I don't feel like I have anyone I could just call up and rant to. My friends know bits and pieces of this, but no one person has the whole story.

I was doing really well. Honestly, I was. I didn't think about Karyn all that much, and when I did it was in the context of resurrecting some sort of friendship from the smoldering wreckage of our relationship. To illustrate how far I've fallen, while I was writing that last sentence, I looked to see if she was online. Earlier, I checked her blog, which I hadn't done in months.

So why the change? What happened that put her back in my mind? I want to tell this story fully and truthfully, so here it is. She sent me a text message a couple weeks ago saying that she wanted to see me before she left town, presumably forever. This, obviously, set my mind in motion. That's what I do. I think about things until I have my mind made up about what every subtlety and detail means, then all I have to do is wait to be proven horribly wrong. Anyway, I tried to set up a couple meetings, but she apparently wanted to do it on her terms. I finally saw her when she came to my senior showcase. We talked for a few minutes, and agreed to hang out later that night. We went to Sonic after my showcase was over and talked for an hour or so. She cried a lot. She talked a lot about not realizing what breaking up with me meant until she was actually leaving. She wondered if she had made the right decision. I told her all I could think to tell her, which was effectively "You need to leave and figure out what you want."

She called me the next day, crying. At this point, I don't know what to think. Last I heard, she was perfectly happy with Owen and wanted to marry him and have lots of babies. She still insisted that she was very happy with him and please don't get the wrong idea. How could I not be getting the wrong idea? She was calling her ex-boyfriend, crying, talking about the decisions she made and how they upset her. What exactly am I supposed to be thinking at this point?

That was pretty much the end of our communication. I tried to return a shirt of hers that I had found, and she told me to put it in her box in her office, which I thought was a pretty lame move. "I don't want to see you, but I want what you have for me." I would love to think that she didn't want to see me because she was afraid she would start crying again, but I think it was mostly that she didn't want me to continue thinking that she might want to get the band back together. That was the last time we talked, and I think it's probably going to be for a while. She'll be spending most of her time with Owen now, and I can't imagine she'll have much use for me.

What I cannot for the life of me figure out is why I'm still this affected by her. I was in love with her, yeah, but we broke up like 6 months ago. It wasn't like she was a perfect girlfriend, either. The problem is this: when things were good, they were fantastic. We were crazy about each other. We understood each other, even if we didn't agree. There were weeks and months in that relationship that I would live in forever. If Doc Brown showed up in the Delorean, I would set those dials for March 2007 and get up to 88 mph as fast as possible. But why-oh-why are those good times able to control me like this? When she calls me crying, why doesn't my mind jump to the scene where she's telling me she doesn't love me in the middle of her living room? Why don't I immediately think of her weeping at the thought of never talking to Owen again. Why is it that the first thing I think about is driving around Oahu with the windows down?

So far, the only thing that's been able to break the spell is if I have some sliver of hope of dating someone new. I've been out with a few different girls this semester, all with disastrous results.

I think that this whole mess with Karyn has had a much more pronounced impact on me because of this unrivaled dry-spell I'm currently experiencing. I have to believe that she wouldn't have gotten to me if just one of those fetal relationships had gone somewhere (anywhere). Surely, that's the reason. I can't possibly be that weak when it comes to her, can I?

Even after everything we've put each other through, these are the things I think about. It's what I'll continue to think about until the next girl shows the slightest bit of interest in me. I'll write another "karyn" post when I crawl out of the ruins of my "next-girl" hopes.

Relapse

I was doing so well, you know? I hadn't thought about her (at length) in at least like 2 days, I wasn't compulsively checking her blog anymore, I was talking with other girls. But here I am, 2:30 in the morning, 4.5 hours until my alarm goes off, awake. It's like a damned zombie movie. I'm relaxing in my house, satisfied with the defenses I've built up. Then out of nowhere, for no reason and with no warning, she's kicking through the 2x4's I nailed to the door-frame. I know it will all be over in the morning, and I just have to get through the night. The nostalgia, like an undead mob, will be shot through the brain or rounded up and burned in piles, and I'll go back to regular life only slightly shaken. Roll credits. The only thing I have to worry about now is when the sequel hits. Fortunately, just like the "Of The Dead" series, the sequels are getting further and further apart.


Thank God she isn't on AIM right now.

2007 wasn't too bad, as far as years go. Here are some things that I liked, and a few things I didn't.

Top 10 Movies of 2007:

#10
First-time director Ben Affleck does a surprisingly good job telling the story of a missing girl from South Boston and the people trying to find her. He, along with co-screenwriter Aaron Stockard, handles the issues of race and class that come up with an amount of fairness and tact that is seldom seen in this kind of movie. The movie doesn't pull any punches with its moral dilemmas, either. Ben's little bro Casey, however, delivers the intense and powerful performance that a transforms a good film into a great one.





#9
The Lives of Others presents a story that would be great even without the spectacular acting and haunting visuals. The characters give away so much of their thoughts and feelings through their actions and facial expressions that they never have to spell it out for the audience (which is good, since the subtitles are pretty terrible). I've probably spent more time thinking about this movie in the days and weeks after seeing it than any other movie this year (with the possible exception of my #1).





#8
I really can't recommend this sorta-kinda biopic to anyone who doesn't know who Robert Zimmerman is, but people who love Dylan's music and are familiar with his life story will find a lot to love here. Instead of presenting a beginning-to-end narrative, director Todd Haynes tells us about Bob through a series of vignettes, each with a different actor (or actress) portraying a different aspect of the man (or myth). Haynes handles it with such unique style that the film as a whole is greater than the sum of its parts, instead of becoming just a series of vignettes (see: Coffee and Cigarettes).




#7
I'm totally gay for good sci-fi, so this pick wasn't a tough one. Danny Boyle's foray into the genre features a great ensemble cast of "that guy"'s and brilliant camera work (virtually the only time the camera leaves the ship is when a character does) that thoroughly express the claustrophobia, dementia and animosity that would develop on the kind of isolated mission the Icarus II is sent on. The ending is one of those "love it or hate it" sort of things, but I thought that it fit perfectly with the direction the body of the film was going.





#6
Best comedy/adventure/coming of age/tale of friendship set in high school this year. Superbad is constantly hilarious, but it's also a great story about friendship and transition. Jonah Hill is good as an exaggerated version of himself, but Michael Cera really outshines every one else in the cast.










#5
Juno was not at all what I was expecting, and it took me until the second viewing to really appreciate it. I was expecting an Apatow knock-off with a healthy dose of indie-chic. What I got was a warm, honest, (mostly) serious, and touching movie about growing up and figuring yourself out. I also got an incredible soundtrack. The first time I saw Juno, I was a bit off-put by the titular (lol, titular) character's manner of speech. The argument could be made that the script was overwrought and tried too hard to be cool, but I think that it was a deliberate effort on Diablo Cody's part to show Juno's progression from pretentious hipster to young adult.



#4
You can see my full review for this movie just one post down, so I'll be brief. Atonement deserves this spot for its incredible story and how expertly it's told to us.












#3
I'm a sucker for a good documentary, but when the subject matter involves classic gaming, I am powerless in its grasp. Fortunately for the rest of the movie-watching public, the film effortlessly transcends the backdrop of video games and depicts one of the greatest rivalries in movie history. Billy Mitchell is the best villain of year; you will hate him far more than Bardem's Chigurh. The King of Kong is a personal, emotional movie. My only complaint is that I wanted to learned more about the peripheral people involved with this competition, such as head referee Walter Day. I know this wasn't on a lot of peoples' radar, but just forget that it's about Donkey Kong and check it out.



#2
Judd Apatow, moreso than any other writer or director working today, knows how men talk to each other. He has also surrounded himself with a stable of incredible actors who can execute his ideas perfectly. Because of this dedication to realism in his characters, his movies make an impression on me that goes beyond the subject matter. Knocked Up came at a time that made it very relevant to me. Not so much the actual pregnancy part, but the themes of life after college, male friendship, dating, marriage, having kids, growing up, and responsibility that the movie explores are all things that are on the minds of guys my age. Apatow handles these subjects with a reverence and humor that I haven't seen since, well, The 40 Year-Old Virgin.



#1
Big surprise, right? I can't help but jump on the great big bandwagon the Coen Bros are driving through everyone's year end list. This film is about as perfect as films get. The setting, tone, acting, humor, (lack of) music, script, and cinematography all come together to produce my favorite movie-going experience this year. Go see it a second time and see if Jones' opening monologue doesn't shake you up a bit.


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Honorable Mentions:

Rescue Dawn
Zodiac
Black Snake Moan
Bourne Ultimatum
Charlie Wilson's War
Once

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Biggest Disappointments:

Ratatouille - I just plain didn't care. None of the characters stood out to me, and the plot was pure boilerplate kiddie movie. Sorry Brad...we'll always have The Iron Giant.

American Gangster - I wanted to love this one a little too much, I think. Scott, Denzel, and Crowe do their best to tell us this "true" story, but they just didn't give me anything to sink my teeth into.

Hot Fuzz - I absolutely loved Shaun of the Dead, so I had high hopes for Hot Fuzz. Sadly, most of the jokes were big misses for me, and the plot didn't interest me in the least.

Spiderman 3 - Dear Sam Raimi, what the hell? I was on board as soon as I saw the teaser image with the black symbiote suit, but you really blew it. How do you screw up VENOM? Why is Kirsten Dunst allowed to come within 100 yards of the set? You broke my heart.

I Am Legend - It wasn't bad, but it wasn't great either. The first half of movie is amazing; I loved seeing Smith's day to day life in post-apoc NYC. After that, it kinda fell apart for me. Why were the "dark seekers" totally CG, and bad CG at that? Those guys would have been waaay creepier if they had used good, old-fashioned make-up and prosthetics.

The Lookout - I was hoping for Brick meets Snatch. Not even close.

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Pile of Shame (movies that might have made the top 10 if I had seen them):

There Will Be Blood
Lars and the Real Girl
Into the Wild
The Diving Bell and the Butterfly
The Darjeeling Limited
Michael Clayton
The Savages

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Best Music of 2007 (in no particular order):

Against Me! - New Wave
Arcade Fire - Neon Bible
The National - Boxer
Feist - The Reminder
Modest Mouse - We Were Dead Before the Ship Even Sank
Peter, Bjorn and John - Writer's Block
Band of Horses - Cease to Begin
Aesop Rock - None Shall Pass
Daft Punk - Alive 2007
Rogue Wave - Asleep at Heaven's Gate
Working for a Nuclear Free City - Businessmen and Ghosts

Atonement Review

Atonement (2007)

Directed by: Joe Wright
Starring: James McAvoy, Keira Knightly

Joe Wright's newest film begins with the simple and recognizable sound of a typewriter's carriage sliding into position, ready to start the story. For this film, that sound, followed by the sound of the letters A-T-O-N-E-M-E-N-T being punched, is synonymous with an orchestra tuning up. It was at this point that the movie grabbed and held my attention for the entire 130 minute duration, thanks largely to the extraordinary sound and music. Every effect is deliberate, every piece of music is meticulously placed. Even the distinction between "sound" and "score" is repeatedly destroyed as one deftly transforms into the other. As good as it is, however, the sound design never upstages the fantastic story, direction, acting, cinematography, or set design. Every scene and every movement within it is important and calculated. The acting, with one distracting exception, is absolutely spot-on. Knightly's performance seems forced and over-acted at times. She is made to look like an amateur in the presence of such strong performances from every other single person in the cast. My only other quibble is that we aren't allowed to spend nearly enough time with the supporting characters. Unlike writers like Kevin Smith or Judd Apatow, who fall in love with their characters then overexpose them throughout the film, Wright went too far the other way and left me wanting to know more about everyone. I guess that's what the book is for, right?


Despite an encouragingly strong field of competition in 2007, Atonement easily claims a place for itself in my Top 5.

Review of Rock Band for Xbox 360

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I like the new facebook features such as Zombie and Movie Quiz, because it helps me keep track of which of my friends are morons.

Big Ol' Movie Ho-Down!

I don't have very many things going on in my life right now ("now" being the holidays), so I've been watching a whooole lot of movies. I don't have the motivation to write formal reviews for them, but I wanted to share my general impressions with you.

Atonement (2007) - Stunning in every way. Easily slides into my Top 5 of the year.

I'm Not There (2007) - A refreshingly original take on the biopic genre, but anyone unfamiliar with the Dylan mythos may feel very left out.

Charlie Wilson's War (2007) - A great story and script (supported by some of the year's best acting) are brought down (slightly) by mediocre film-making.

Eastern Promises (2007) - Cronenberg's very disappointing follow-up to A History of Violence. There really aren't many nice things to say about this one.

Sweeney Todd (2007) - Finally! A musical with Tarantino-esque violence! Worth a rental, if you're into one or both of those, I guess.

3:10 to Yuma (2007) - A great western, but one that sadly does not transcend the genre.

Once (2007) - Fantastic music, very unique direction / cinematography, and a disappointing ending. Note that my opinion of the ending may change on repeat viewings.

The Heartbreak Kid (2007) - Anyone who's seen the trailer could write an accurate and detailed review of this movie. "Formulaic" is not nearly a strong enough word.

Eagle Vs. Shark (2007) - I imagine the pitch for this indie-scene darling went something like: "It's Napoleon Dynamite, all growed up!" Avoid.

Hot Rod (2007) - Keep your expectations low, and you'll have a good time.

Rescue Dawn (2007) - There's a lot to love here, but some wonky directorial and editing decisions don't make it easy. This film is in desperate need of a director's cut or re-edit.

Futurama: Bender's Big Score (2007) - Yeah, yeah, it's straight-to-DVD, but GOSH DARNIT FUTURAMA IS BACK. A few stale jokes litter an otherwise triumphant return.

Primer (2004) - The absurdly good story of two friends who accidentally invent a time machine. This is my favorite sci-fi flick in years, and it's beautifully shot, just to rub it in. Did I mention it was made by 4 guys for $7000?

Caddyshack (1980) - Like most comedies of its era, the appeal is completely lost on me.

Network (1976) - A fascinating and jarring (not to mention "over-the-top") study of the corruptive power of the media. Could stand to lose a sub-plot or two, but still great.

I'll post full reviews of a couple of these and some ones that didn't make it on here...eventually.