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Good Art, Good Grief
Wednesday February 27, 2008
I was supposed to turn this entry in approximately a week ago, and it was supposed to be about Bjork’s February 16th concert in Seoul, which I had been planning on attending—art, faith, mystery, and Icelandic wailing. Instead, God decided that my life should become infinitely stranger than even Bjork herself, and on the evening of the concert I was at home in Vancouver, B.C., mourning the loss of someone close to me.
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Blues and Black Snakes
Tuesday February 26, 2008
Maybe the only way to make films set in places that people have too precise an idea about is to indulge that idea, make it even more precise, to the point where it becomes a caricature of itself. In other words, go ahead and give them what they expect, so that something larger and more important can be said. At times, the only way to transcend the common milieu is to be totally immersed in it.
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A Love Supreme
Sunday February 24, 2008
Our first post-wedding-vows fight occurred somewhere between Omaha and Sioux Falls, in a sagging Paseo stuffed with all the wedding gifts that Ben couldn’t force into our U-Haul. A week earlier, we had married in my Missouri hometown; now, we were moving to his home in Montana. As our car lumbered up the snowy interstate, we lovers embarked on a reckoning familiar to many couples of our generation: the duel of the iPods.
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Back to Work(s)
Saturday February 23, 2008
I don’t have the time to write this. With the Writers Guild strike now over, and in its place a sudden deadline for a script, I came close to telling this blog’s editor, Greg Wolfe, that I simply couldn’t make tomorrow’s due date for this, my third post. For better or worse, I’ve never been one to miss a deadline, but the competition between these two seemed to leave me with no choice.
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Auf Wiedersehen, Karl!
Friday February 22, 2008
Recently, I was home sick catching up on my reading. Flipping through an accumulation of The Economist magazines, I began in the back with the obituaries...a singular and fascinating specialty of this publication. What greeted me was the obituary of German composer Karlheinz Stockhausen, who died December 5 at the age of 79.
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