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September 27, 2004

   I saw Shawshank with Alma on Saturday.  It was, of course, fantastic.  The best movie I've ever seen, as you know, and even better on the big screen.  Alma was actually seeing it for the first time, which I didn't know.  She hasn't told me what she thought of it, probably because she thinks whatever she says will be a letdown since I love the movie so much.  Or maybe it just didn't really occur to her to do so.
    We then made the mistake of rounding the day out with Dogville, which is just a piece of crap.  Capsule review here.  Today I had to go up to Evanston to buy books, so I also went and saw Silver City.

September 23, 2004

   Shawshank is playing at the AMC River East 21 downtown, and apparently that's it.  That's good enough for me!  I'll be seeing it this weekend.  I haven't decided yet whether I want to write a review or not (as I've never written an actual review of Shawshank).  It might be tough at this point, but maybe I'll give it a shot and see if I like it enough to post it.
    In other movie news, the "two movies every Thursday" plan is 1-for-1.  The review of Sky Captain and the World of Tomorrow is up.  I'll work on getting a capsule of the French film Beau Travail up later.
    EDIT: And here is that capsule.

September 21, 2004

   I know a lot of you out there are fantasy football nuts who talk about their teams in their blogs.  Well, now I'm doing it too!  I know you care!  An early preview of Week Three will greet you on this page, plus go back and see what happened the first two weeks and in the draft.

September 20, 2004

   Four days until Shawshank opens and I still can't get a single site to tell me where it's going to play.  How can we not have this information at this point?  Four days left?  Really?

    In other news, does anyone remember when Britney Spears was hot?  I do.  It really doesn't seem that long ago.  I remember I first saw the video for "Baby One More Time" in a hotel room in Denver.  Man, she was hot in that.  (And yeah, she wasn't 18 yet when she hit - but neither was I, so who cares?)  Was this really just five years ago?  From schoolgirl outfits, midriffs, and sexy dance moves to THIS in just five years?  She looks 40!  She's only 22!  Alma and I discussed it:

Alma: wow, Britney Spears is just starting to look more and more like "whoever"
Alma: http://i.timeinc.net/people/i/2004/04/specials/britneyfederline/bspears10.jpg
Flax: good god, are you serious?
Alma: what in the hell happened??
Flax: that wedding was BYO Ten Foot Pole
Alma: hahahahaha
Flax: she's just not hot anymore
Alma: which is, I mean, how do you become NOT hot at the age of 22?
Alma: those should still be prime hot years
Flax: yeah, I have no idea
Flax: she peaked and I guess there was a cliff on the other side of the peak
Alma: and she landed on her face

    Honestly, I think her career is nearing its completion - at least her career as anything other than a curiosity, a public figure known for her wacky hijinks that keep her in the spotlight.  Most people seem to be getting pretty tired of her music career; In the Zone will limp to triple platinum, which sounds like a lot until we realize that Britney is approaching 5 million albums, Oops I Did It Again went 10 times platinum, and Baby One More Time 14 times.
    I mean, we already knew Britney wasn't the best singer.  But now she's burying her voice in so much production that she might as well be Ashlee Simpson.   It may mask her flaws, but it also makes her interchangeable.  And her act is no longer very interesting.  The public is losing interest fast.
    So what do you do?  Apparently get married.  But if this was a publicity stunt... well, didn't she learn her lesson from the Jason Alexander fiasco?   Count me among the people who thinks there isn't a chance of this lasting.   Remember the old adage: if he'll cheat with you, he'll cheat on you.  (Just ask Shar Jackson.)  I give it less than a year.  Seriously.  And if she didn't have a lot of money, I'd give her less than five years to be doing something with nudity somewhere - Playboy, Cinemax, basement in Inglewood.  Although frankly, I'm not so sure she won't anyway - just for the attention.

September 18, 2004

   It's nineteen months and one day after I first heard about it, and The Shawshank Redemption, my favorite movie of all time, is now just six days from beginning its two-week limited engagement.   Thank God I live in a major metropolitan area, as it's opening in just eight cities (New York, LA, Chicago, San Fran, Philly, Boston, Seattle, and Austin).  I don't know yet what theaters it's coming to - I'm holding out hope for Century, but it may stay in the city proper - but I do know that I'm seeing this movie no matter what.
    Another thing I'm doing no matter what is buying the Deluxe Limited Edition DVD set, with two discs, the CD of Thomas Newman's godlike score (I hope it's the whole thing instead of just the tracks that appear on the soundtrack I already have) and a book of some sort.  It's such a great time to be alive.

September 16, 2004

   Classes at Northwestern start Wednesday the 22nd, which means my first day of class is Thursday the 23rd.  My class schedule is 1-3 TTh, plus the course - which is on contemporary European cinema - has a lab from 7-9 Thursday.  Yes, that's pm.  Since it was the only session offered for the lab and is at such an odd time, my sneaking suspicion is that it might just be an optional viewing period - that's when the class will see the bulk of its films, but you can rent them at home and you're not required to be there.  I may be wrong, but I wouldn't be surprised if I turned out to be right.
    I seem to have managed to end up in something of a theatrical dead zone here in Chicago, an obvious problem for someone like me.  The closest theater is the Brew and View at the Vic, which really doesn't count.  Second closest is the Music Box, which will be nice if there's ever something really obscure that I want to see, but isn't all that helpful on a weekly basis.  Nothing else is really that close, and none of the closest five appears to show much in the way of mainstream movies, period (well, except the Vic, where you can see second-run mainstream films with an inebriated audience, but that doesn't count either).
    Thus the best option is really this: go to class, then go to a 4pm-ish show at good old Century Theaters.  Even if there were a theater nearby me that had a similar selection to Century, I wouldn't really know what I was getting in terms of the theater experience.  With Century, I do - afternoon shows during the week are empty, just how I like it.  Such a timekiller would also prove handy on Thursdays, what with that whole "four hours to kill in Evanston" thing.  And there are no doubt going to be a number of movies I want to see this fall - having two handy spots a week may turn out great.

September 14, 2004

   Perhaps you have noticed the distinct lack of updates on this page recently.  That's because I haven't had the internet at home since I moved out of my sublet and into the new apartment on August 29.  But RCN came today, and now we have internet and cable.  Sadly, I had to go buy a new router because the one my parents sent me wouldn't work, as it had previously been used for either ISDN or DSL, making it incompatible with the cable system.  Bah.  Routers aren't very expensive, though.
    I haven't been completely neglecting the site despite my inability to update it, though.  See below for a big update that I wrote offline during the internet-less period.  I've also got a couple new movie reviews up: The Passion of the Christ, a DVD viewing for which I wrote a full-length review for the first time ever, and a Netflix review of Donnie Darko.

September 4, 2004

   It's now the sixth consecutive day without internet.  I've actually had similar outages before, but there's nine more days like this to go before RCN finally sends someone out here on the 14th.  Comcast also finally got off their duffs and cut off the residual cable feed from the previous tenants, which means that we're stuck with the following sources of entertainment in the apartment itself: antenna TV (it's freshman year all over again!   Except with no internet); DVDs, and Yahtzee.  Drew has been handling the problem by going out most nights; I've been seeing Alma, mooching internet and cable off her when I can, and now writing this, which will only be posted once I get internet back here in the apartment, which is to say long after it ceases to be relevant.
    Alma and I went to the Lincoln Park Zoo today.  I don't think I'd ever been before.  Let me say that for a free zoo (well, if you don't drive - parking is twelve bucks, which presumably accounts for a large part of how it can be a free zoo), it's really nice.  A lot of good exhibits and a fine variety of animals.  Alma's dad also had a major hand in designing the bird house, which is a cool bit of relationship trivia.  The best part of the bird house was the free-flying room, where the Inca tern flew right over our heads when we were the only ones left in the room.  I took a lot of cool pictures and videos, but you'll never see any of them because there's little enough space on this website as it is.  Besides, you don't care.  Either way, the best news of the day was my apparent avoidance of a sunburn – it was overcast and we were in buildings a fair amount, but I was still somewhat worried as I had rushed out the door without putting on any sunblock and thus was left with just a hat as protection, and while that’s okay for the nose it doesn’t really help the arms.  As we’ve learned before, I can burn in extremely short periods of time, but I lucked out today.
    Birthday shoutout for Drew, who is now 24... which means there is really nothing different about him.  Nothing like your 20s to make birthdays start to feel totally irrelevant.  He won't see this until long after the fact, of course, but it's the thought that counts.
    I'll use the Drew reference to segue into a brief discussion of the new apartment, which I haven't discussed before - mostly because, as of my last entry, I had yet to see it.  That's right, I took this apartment sight unseen!  But Drew had seen it, and I chose taking Drew's word over riding the El for more than an hour round trip when I would have been happy with pretty much any place located in the Chicagoland area that didn't cost an arm and a leg.  However, this apartment is significantly more bitchin' than those not-so-lofty standards.  First of all, you can see Wrigley Field from the porch.  Okay, so really you can pretty much just see the light banks, but it's awesome that we're that close (ten minute walk, tops).  During home games you can hear the crowd roar when the Cubs do something good (insert jokes about infrequency of said occurrence here).  You can also see the Hancock Building from the kitchen window that faces south, and apparently you can also see the Sears in the winter when the leaves come off the tree that's currently in that sight line.
    My room is not huge by any stretch of the imagination, but it certainly serves its purpose - I've got all my clothes in the closet, a computer desk I put together myself which so far has not fallen apart, a queen-size bed, and still a reasonable amount of floor space.  No complaints.  There's also a nice living room, and a kitchen with a very important feature for those who know what things were like in the Kemper suite my junior year - a dishwasher.  That's right, kids.  I've also got a parking space out back, though currently it is sadly unoccupied.  Considering its price, I'm hoping to get at least something to put there soon.
    As for catching you up on the period before this, there's not much to tell.  We learned valuable lessons about moving as relates to renting Uhaul trucks (try looking into it a little earlier than three days before the year's busiest moving weekend) and getting cable installation (take a guess).  We still managed to move everything down here using a rented Ford Taurus and the cars of two friends of Drew's, plus a serious assist from Chris' Uhaul.  We also learned that Scout does not tolerate other cats on her turf.
    That's about the story from here.  Basically, I'm looking forward to kickstarting the move towards independence.  This has been step one.

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