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Name: Ben
Country: United States
State: New Hampshire
Metro: Manchester
Birthday: 9/8/1983
Gender: Male
Interests: Ben reads the same books over and over, and loves listening to the Red Sox on the radio in his basement, because it reminds him of when he was shorter. He makes films where at least one person dies in a bloody mess so that everyone cries at the end. He pretends to understand Italian cinema, feminine intuition, and the appeal of the Doors, but he's usually faking. He acts like he's cutting edge, but he listens to the same bands he did in middle school. He likes the poetry of Dylan Thomas, the painting of Norman Rockwell, the writing of Gordon Korman, and the music of Andrew Osenga. He's into anything that involves swashbuckling.
Expertise: Ha!
Occupation: Student
Industry: Media
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AIM:  prodigalfall
Member Since:
5/16/2005
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| I have seen approximately 3,500 Kay Jewelers commercials, and mockingly
sung along with their tagline 3,498 of those times, but it never
occurred to me until tonight that the tagline "every kiss begins with
Kay" comes from the fact that the word "kiss" actually begins with the
letter K. My SAT verbal was what again? | | |
| NBC has finally broken down and posted Andy Samberg's love song to Mahmoud Ahmadinejad,
"Iran So Far." It's fantastic how far digital shorts have come from
"Lazy Sunday" until now - you can tell they're pouring so much more
money into them. A piano being towed on a truck throughout New York?
That's cash they definitely didn't spend last year right there.
By the way, since doing this video, Fred Armisen has ended up playing
Ahmadinejad at least twice more that I've seen, plus doing essentially
the same character on "30 Rock" last night as a possible
terrorist/eager "Amazing Race" fan. Can we all agree that the least
likely person to get pigeonholed as an Iranian terrorist would have to
be Fred Armisen? What a strange fall it's been.
Anyway, if you haven't seen the video yet, definitely click on the link
and check it out, it's on par with the Emmy winner (!) "Dick In A Box"
and features two memorable cameos. I wish SNL wouldn't include the
audience reaction track during these videos, it only ruins it as a lot
of the best lines get laughed over, though you can still make out this
one:
They call you "Weasel"
They say your methods are medieval
You can play the Jews
I can be your Jim Caviezel
Ah... love in New York City in the summertime is so grand.
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| I always thought that if I had cable, I would watch a lot of MTV. But now that I do have cable (a free connection we've gotten from somewhere, we keep waiting for it to disappear and it keeps sticking around), I always skip right by it, because it's always the same show. Does MTV ever show anything other than "Shot of Love with Tila Tequila?" Ever? Everytime I turn on the television, even at 3 in the morning, it's on. They show a lot of previews for "The Hills" during the commericial breaks but never actually seem to show an episode of the show. Isn't this show an elimination show? Each time it's on, Tila eliminates two or three more contestants, but whenever I turn on the tv, there's always about ten people still playing. Does it ever end? Has it already, and I just somehow missed it, even though I've flipped past it 3,000 times in the past week? I don't understand.
In other news, I miss late night TV. When every show goes to repeats in a week or two, I'm going to feel depressed. It's not that I can't deal with the loss, but when I turn on the TV late at night, I want to see something other than Jerry Butler and Gayle Samuels selling me "The Soul Story" collection. Just nice to have some options.
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|  Steve Carrell has essentially become the gold standard in comedy today – even when in a truly unfortunate vehicle, he’s consistently funny and, what’s more, consistently watchable even in the most dramatic and unfunny moments (he even pulled through and carried Evan Almighty). What other leading man can that be said about in this day and age? Run down the list of Hollywood funnymen and see who doesn’t have a intolerable bomb of a film in the past three or four years. And I’m gonna be really, really nice on this list. I’m avoiding films like Along Came Polly and Tenacious D and The Pick of Destiny, who at least had some fans, and going directly to the films that everyone unequivocally hated:
1. Will Ferrell – Kicking and Screaming, Bewitched
2. Ben Stiller – Envy, School For Scoundrels
3. Jack Black – Envy, Shark Tale
4. Jim Carrey – Lemony Snicket, The Number 23
5. Vince Vaughn – Be Cool, Blackball
6. Owen Wilson – The Big Bounce, Around the World in 80 Days
7. Eddie Murphy – Norbit
In the meantime, Carrell stole the show on Bruce Almighty, broke out big with The 40-Year Old Virgin, won an Emmy off of “The Office,” tugged all of our hearts, even people whose hearts were practically untuggable, in Little Miss Sunshine, showed off some excellent voice talent on Over the Hedge and those “The Ambiguously Gay Duo” SNL sketches, somehow made it through Evan Almighty, and… oh, yeah, he was in Bewitched, too, never mind. Still, that was before he was big, so it doesn’t count, since that’s the point where actors take whatever comes to them.
The point of this was that I expected Dan In Real Life to not be very good, but I went anyway figuring that Carrell would probably save it enough to be worth watching. Plus, it had Juliette Binoche as the love interest, which was enough of a pull for me to show up. My point is this: my expectations weren’t high, but they weren’t particularly low. So it was totally surprising to me how blown away I was that this movie was so good.
Let’s be honest here: you can say all you want that you like a particular actor or actress and’ll show up to see them in anything, but honestly, film is a director’s medium, far more than the average viewer realizes. When a movie’s great, it’s great because the director did a great job. Occasionally an actor overcomes mediocre work from a director and makes something a great movie, but more often it’s the other way around, and the director pulls great performances down. I didn’t know anything about Peter Hedges, the director of Dan In Real Life (hereafter called DIRL because that seems fun to type) except that he’d previously directed a film called Pieces of April, which starred Katie Holmes as a goth chick. And if that doesn’t raise all sorts of red flags on your radar, then you are not human.
But this film was more than just capably directed; it’s a textbook example of a indie film director putting his low-budget sensibilities to work. Hedges made the very specific choice to tell the whole film from Dan’s point of view, where everything that’s seen we see through his eyes (not literally, it's not a POV cam or anything weird like that). It’s a smart choice because so many of Dan’s decisions in the film are bad ones. Very bad ones.
You see, Dan In Real Life – whoops, DIRL, sorry - is the story of widower Dan Something-Or-Other, a newspaper columnist of the Dear Abby variety. He’s raising three daughters who are I would estimate about 15, 13, and 10, all of whom are going through troubled-young-girl stuff that Dan finds himself completely incapable of dealing with. The film takes place over a week-long reunion at his parent’s summer house with his entire extended family, the first day of which Dan has a meetcute downtown with Marie, a pretty French woman (Binoche, natch) to whom he almost immediately pours out his entire life story, because, frankly, that’s the sort of thing that speeds the plot along. There’s connection, they have a lovely time, she finally admits she’s seeing someone, he manages to finagle her phone number anyway, he returns to the house to find out that – BAM! – the fella Marie is dating is Dan’s younger brother, Mitch (Dane Cook). Woah woah! Will hijinks ensue? Who can tell?
The premise is absolutely a little trite, and I expected a certain degree of schmaltz when I snuck into the theatre (what? You gonna make something of it? I’m penniless these days, but I do love a good family comedy!), but the story is carried off with skillfull ease by Hedges and the pack of talented, mostly unknown, actors who showed up to play Dan’s family (particularly his daughters, who all provide a lovely counterbalance to Dan’s gradual emotional meltdown). Even Cook is adequate – in fact, more than adequate, Cook was excellent in this movie (take that Employee of the Month!).
Part of the reason that Cook is excellent is that he’s so well cast for his part – Mitch is boorish and immature and yet eminently likeable, in the exact same fashion as Cook’s on-stage persona. And since the film is told through Dan’s perspective (to get back to that point I started three paragraphs ago, this review is really poorly written, isn't it?), we see him as Dan sees him; a self-absorbed but well-meaning individual who is finally showing signs of growing up. It’s one of the many reasons that we begin to realize that Dan and Marie might not eventually end up together, even though Mitch clearly doesn’t deserve her (warning: correct use of the double negative approaching) - he also doesn’t not deserve her. He clearly believes being with Marie is making him a better man, and Dan sees it too, and so we see it and start to root for Mitch, too.
Both the drama and the comedy in the film come from the fact that Dan is not really trying to win Marie from Mitch, rather, he’s trying quite desperately not to. He wants his brother to be happy, he doesn’t want to do the wrong thing, he doesn’t want to hurt anyone, and yet he simply cannot help the fact that he’s falling quite heavily in love with Marie. His constant plotting is not to get her to fall for him but just to stop himself from letting his feelings get in the way of what he thinks is right – his every action is the emotional equivalent of pinching yourself to keep yourself awake. Yet, perhaps because he’s emotionally fragile since the death of his wife, perhaps because the constant proximity to Marie leaves him more and more vulnerable, or perhaps because he’s really in love with her, he keeps ending up acting stranger and stranger in his desperate bid to extricate himself from his own feelings.
DIRL (I got it that time) is one of those films that rises above its own seen-it-before plotlines and lets the honesty of its relationships carry it along. Every family detail in the film is perfectly fleshed out – how the whole family fits together, the traditions that stick around even after everyone’s gotten too old for them, the unbreakable ties that both familial love and romantic love give. Hedges isn’t doing anything new here, but what he is doing is family filmmaking at its best – letting each detail of the film enhance the story, interlocking each performance to balance each other out. It’s very delicately done, and Hedges deserves great praise for it.
But ultimately, it’s Carrell who really carries the day here, and it’s another victory tally for him on a streak that should last at least until Horton Hears A Who comes out. As you can imagine, I don’t have high hopes for that one. Though as we’ve seen here, sometimes a film can really surprise you.
Four Stars Out of Five.
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| As part of our Loft Christmas series, we're doing four weeks called
"Stuffed," which is about avoiding the nonsense of Christmas. Which led
to the decision to cover our stage with the worst collection of
Christmas junk we could find. Which led to our head pastor, Andy,
traveling to Garden Ridge to buy $1300 worth of pure holiday crap.
Including an inflatable Jesus sitting in a bass fishing boat (with
outboard motor, of course). I don't know why you'd want one on
Christmas, I certainly don't know you'd want one ever, but we have one.
Apparently, it's quite something. I don't have any pictures yet, though
I'll definitely put one up as soon as I can. Until then, this picture
will have to do:
I
don't know where that is or what it is, or what it is those
multi-cultural children are emerging from (my best theory is that it's
a belt made of eggs, all of which are hatching emotional-dependent
humanoids simultaneously), but I pulled this one picture out of a
cornucopia of possible inflatable Jesus pictures available online. And
if my have my way, in a couple more weeks, there'll be one more
available. | | |
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