August 7, 2004

Huzzah

Piano is officially the best artform known to humans. And every single derivitive are instruments of no accord. I say this because the piano has most things you need to nourish yourself and your children, especially if you live without electricity. They can be loud, and quiet, expressive, or dominated. Yes, pianos are remarkably adaptable to the hand of the wonder-holder.

This day has been unbelievably tired. The man of Steele was over today and somehow got my computer up and running, though there's a large group of bad things that still remain locked in secrets waiting to be expelled. Damn internet! Give me back my freedom!

Celebrity - ***** - Directed by Woody Allen. I usually don't like the postmodern approach to movie making, where the film is aware of itself. It can be too much like a story that ends with the character realizing it was all a dream. Though I love the idea if the story is focused on people. Modern thought is definitely the scope in this film exploring loads of facets of Celebrity, from celebrities, to non-celebritites, to the cult of celebriy, etc. Kenneth Branagh (sp!) seems to be emmulating Woody Allen's cariacature of himself. The ending to this movie is what moved me the most. I was moved. The TV got smaller.

Posted by matty-b at August 7, 2004 9:16 PM
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I liked the ending too. Celebrity is artifice! If you're Leonardo DiCaprio, and bust up hotel rooms, and the film ends with people watching a film.

"Did the skinheads eat all the bagels?"

Posted by: Joy at August 7, 2004 9:20 PM