this weekend's movies
I originally planned a mini-Alzheimer's film festival for myself this weekend.
I was going to watch Memory of a Killer, a Belgian thriller about a hit man with Alzheimer's. I recorded it a few months ago, and I brought the DVD up to the old man's place last night, intending to watch it after he went to sleep.
But I got him started with My Fair Lady on TCM, and it ran an hour after his usual bedtime, by which time I was too tired to start watching anything, much less something with subtitles.
That took some of the wind out of my plan to go this afternoon to see Away From Her, the Sarah Polley film with Julie Christie as a woman with Alzheimer's, which just opened here. Thinking about the several events I've committed to in the coming weekends made me want to seize the opportunity for a nice block of open time this afternoon and evening, so that's what I did instead. I got so into it that I forgot about calling to reserve my father's paratransit ride home from his exercise class tomorrow until after the call center had closed. Drat!
So when I got home this afternoon and scanned the online listings of what was on TV, I was really happy to find that Don't Come Knocking, the latest Wim Wenders was on. Had I known, I'd've recorded it. But I watched the rest, and now it's on again and I'm watching the beginning. (Like All Along the Watchtower, where the story starts in the middle, and the beginning is told at the end.)
Wim made one of my all-time favorite films, Wings of Desire, but I haven't seen his last few, and I didn't expect much from this one. But it's really absorbing, propelled nicely by T-Bone Burnett songs and great visuals (I recognize some of the sites from Wim's shows and books of photography). It seems like it might be (for me) one of those films that can be watched over and over and over. Not because it's necessarily so great, but because the overall vibe is so appealing that it's hard to stop watching. Time will tell.
It's a nice coincidence that, instead of getting to a film by Sarah Polley the director, I'm seeing a film with Sarah Polley the actor.
Now I'll set the DVD recorder for Acacia, by Ki-Hyung Park, another "Extreme Asian" film later tonight on Sundance, and and for House, the first of a trilogy of docs by Amos Gitai about a house in Jerusalem, playing one each over the next three Mondays ("Doc Day" on Sundance.)
Love them doc trilogies. (Hi, AZ!)
Next Sunday, Guy Maddin's Brand Upon the Brain, with an orchestra, a narrator, some Foley artists, and a castrato.
-- 1360
I was going to watch Memory of a Killer, a Belgian thriller about a hit man with Alzheimer's. I recorded it a few months ago, and I brought the DVD up to the old man's place last night, intending to watch it after he went to sleep.
But I got him started with My Fair Lady on TCM, and it ran an hour after his usual bedtime, by which time I was too tired to start watching anything, much less something with subtitles.
That took some of the wind out of my plan to go this afternoon to see Away From Her, the Sarah Polley film with Julie Christie as a woman with Alzheimer's, which just opened here. Thinking about the several events I've committed to in the coming weekends made me want to seize the opportunity for a nice block of open time this afternoon and evening, so that's what I did instead. I got so into it that I forgot about calling to reserve my father's paratransit ride home from his exercise class tomorrow until after the call center had closed. Drat!
So when I got home this afternoon and scanned the online listings of what was on TV, I was really happy to find that Don't Come Knocking, the latest Wim Wenders was on. Had I known, I'd've recorded it. But I watched the rest, and now it's on again and I'm watching the beginning. (Like All Along the Watchtower, where the story starts in the middle, and the beginning is told at the end.)
Wim made one of my all-time favorite films, Wings of Desire, but I haven't seen his last few, and I didn't expect much from this one. But it's really absorbing, propelled nicely by T-Bone Burnett songs and great visuals (I recognize some of the sites from Wim's shows and books of photography). It seems like it might be (for me) one of those films that can be watched over and over and over. Not because it's necessarily so great, but because the overall vibe is so appealing that it's hard to stop watching. Time will tell.
It's a nice coincidence that, instead of getting to a film by Sarah Polley the director, I'm seeing a film with Sarah Polley the actor.
Now I'll set the DVD recorder for Acacia, by Ki-Hyung Park, another "Extreme Asian" film later tonight on Sundance, and and for House, the first of a trilogy of docs by Amos Gitai about a house in Jerusalem, playing one each over the next three Mondays ("Doc Day" on Sundance.)
Love them doc trilogies. (Hi, AZ!)
Next Sunday, Guy Maddin's Brand Upon the Brain, with an orchestra, a narrator, some Foley artists, and a castrato.
-- 1360
posted by lsg at 5/13/2007 09:39:00 PM
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