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Yesterday, I left work only to find a flat tire. "This goddamn car!" I railed. The car hissed back at me through its broken valve stem.

In ten years of owning this car I had never pulled the donut spare out of the trunk and there was no way I was going to trash my work clothes. Fortunately, it was AAA to the rescue. The tow truck driver threw some air into my flat and I raced down the road to the garage for a quick repair.

When I got home it was time for the season finale of Surface, in which the Cajun Elvis spooned with Lake Bell's eyebrows on a leaky life raft in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. It was the most unromantic thing EVAR! I've seen more sexual tension in prison movies. In other developments, Sigmund the Seamonster was rubbed out by an overzealous rent-a-cop with googly eyes sent directly over from Central Casting. I'm hoping this will drive emo boy over the brink into madness and murder. Can't hoit.

I saw two films over the weekend, Maria, Full of Grace and Dancing at Lughnasa, that shared some basic similarities. Women living on the edge of poverty in all female family units with a child born out of wedlock. The men in their lives peripheral at best, aimless, drunken, sometimes evil, and generally useless. Circumstances force the families apart and tragedy strikes as it always does and why the hell is that? There, of course, the films diverge in every way. You thought this was going to be cogent, didn't you?

Dancing at Lughnasa is based on a play that, by all accounts, is really quite good. As so often happens, unlike a play which can hinge entirely on the writing and dialog and need no set at all, the filmmaker here has to provide the motion in motion picture. The result is that the flow of the writing is lost. Broken up into segments separated by sweeping scenes of Irish countryside, the whole is not greater than the sum of its parts in this case. Plus, the film ends so abruptly, with mere narration delivering some horrendous blows that might have served the film better by being an actual part of it. If you want to see a film that does a play justice rent Glengarry Glen Ross.

I have to admit that Dancing at Lughnasa was a bit ruined for me by the presence of Meryl Streep. I don't know why it is I don't like the woman. Clearly she's a great actress and everyone seems to exclaim that her accents are perfect. What is it with ol' Streepy always taking parts that require she learn a new accent? For me it was pretty much over when the dingo ate her baby. Give me an Irish actress in her place.

Maria, Full of Grace, a film about a Colombian teenager running drugs into the US, does one the favor, and provides the authenticity, of having a Colombian actress filling the role. Quite wonderfully, in fact. This movie, simply shot in an almost documentary fashion, requires no dramatic devices to illustrate the terror that Maria experiences, with 62 little packages of cocaine in her stomach, as she faces almost certain arrest at the border, and then the uncertainty of what will happen to her once she's in the States. Unlike Dancing..., which ends very definitely and with no doubt about the fates of the characters, Maria... ends ambiguously, with hope for the future. Not really a happy ending but the film is all the better for it.

Tomorrow is hump day and it can't come and go soon enough.
  • Current Mood: come on weekend!
God, you're funny.

And I appreciated your reviews. I can't bring myself to see Maria, Full of Grace--too horrifying for me.

As for Streep: I am over her shining face. I know she's a great actress--everybody says so--but somehow she's always M Streep playing a great actress playing a part.
Edgar should have fixed the flat. That would have made for pwecious photogwaphy.

Also, if you end up vacationing in New hampshire, let me know ahead of time. There's a restauraunt you need to be shown.
This is the month where I post a picture from a Dahstmuffin & the Aluminum Cans video shoot where I happened to have conjuntivitis and the eyepatch made things conveniently look "kewl". Run out and get one.