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Cruz and Depp bring Panache to Pirates of the Caribbean: On Stranger Tides by Mike Peros

The entertaining Pirates of the Caribbean: On Stranger Tides is a marked improvement over the last two installments in the seemingly never-endng Disney money-making franchise.  Johnny Depp returns—this time under Rob Marshall’s direction-as Captain Jack Sparrow (quite frankly, there’s no series without him) but Keira Knightley and Orlando Bloom are no longer with the firm; shed no tears though, for the lovely and lively Penelope Cruz is on board as Angelica, a seductive fellow pirate (who has a history with the Captain) who coerces Jack into helping her and her father (the one and only Blackbeard) locate the Fountain of Youth.

Geoffrey Rush is also back as Barbossa, who continues the unlikely (though entertaining) evolution from Jack’s gleefully evil antagonist to a servant of the king (did England forget he vaporized entire populations in the first movie—what is their statute of limitations?) and a witty, slightly corrupt friendly rival of the (basically) good captain.  Whereas the last Pirates seemed both jumbled and interminable, this one moves at a fast clip and opens with some sprightly action sequences (Jack’s escape from the foolish forces of her majesty; a fencing bout between Jack and Angelica) and continues to an exciting sequence with some enticing mermaids (of DEATH!) whose tears are needed for the Fountain of Youth to have some impact.  The film is let down by Ian McShane’s muted (one might say lackluster) portrayal of Blackbeard, but Rush, Cruz and Depp are in fine fettle (I’m probably in the minority here but I thought Depp a little too manic and forced in the first three films; here he seems to have settled into the role–and the relaxed quality is mighty appealing).  For the first time in a while, I am not dreading another Pirates film.

EXERCISES TO DO ON A PLANE

Alleviate poor circulation, sore joints, swelling and just feeling “blah” by doing some simple exercises on your next long flight. If anything, you’ll entertain your fellow passengers around you.

1. Seated Calf Raises. Start by lifting your heels up off the ground while keeping your toes firmly planted on the floor. You can go all the way up and feel your calf muscle flexing. Do this for 20 repetitions at a 2 seconds up, 2 seconds down pace.

2. Seated Abductors and Adductors. Place your hands on the outside of your knees first. Create some resistance with your arms while moving/flexing your outer hips away from the midline of your body. (This also works your shoulder muscles that are providing the resistance) Do a nice slow set of 10 reps. Next, place the palm of your hands on the inside of your knees. Create some resistance with those arms while flexing your inner thighs and bringing your legs toward the midline of your body. (This also works your shoulders and some triceps too.)

3. Seated Shoulder Shrugs. Elevate your shoulders up and down (using your trapezius muscles) for 15 reps. Nice and slow on these. Change it up and do circular shrug motions as well.

4. Seated Glutes. Flex your gluteus muscles by squeezing your butt cheeks together and holding for a few seconds and releasing. A set of 10…”no buts about it!”

5. Seated Bicep Curls. With your arms resting on the arm rest, rotate one of your wrists so your palm is facing up. With the other hand, reach across your body and grasp the rotated wrist. Now lift the rotated forearm up towards your chin while creating resisting with the other arm. This flexes your bicep muscle. 10 repetitions.

Remember to stay hydrated on flights and limit your alcohol intake. Relax, and try to just go with the flow. You’ll feel much better when you arrive at your destination. Happy Journeys!

Workout Playing Cards..Vegas meets the Gym

exerciseTime to exchange that poker face for a sweaty face! Try this fun workout for a change of pace, you’ll get your heart rate up, burn calories, and tone your body up. If you have a deck of cards handy you can do this workout almost anywhere. You have to be committed to doing at least half the deck solo, or the full deck if your with a workout buddy. Ok, here we go…shuffle them up…..lets workout!

The suites on the cards will coorespond to these exercises that you will do:

Clubs-Sit-Ups
Spades-Push Ups
Hearts-Jumping Jacks
Diamonds-Squats

Pick a card, whatever number you pick, you do that many repetitions for that suit. Face cards (Jack, King, Queen) are 10. Aces are only 1.

For example, if you pick a King of Hearts, you’d do 10 Jumping Jacks. If you pick a 7 of spades, you do do 7 push ups.

For an advanced workout, substitute these exercises for the suits:

Clubs-Burpees
Spades-Clapping Push Ups
Hearts-Tuck Jump
Diamonds-One Legged Squats

Stay motivated, work it, and don’t “fold”!

Cheers,

Jack Witt
Lifestyle Fitness Coach
818-760-3891 Main
310-562-5629 Cell
www.getfitwithWitt.com

PHELPS EATS 12,000 CALORIES A DAY-BUT WHAT ABOUT YOU?

Michael Phelps-the all time winner of Olympic Gold Medals needs to eat 12,000 calories per day to keep himself in optimal competition form. But how much do you really need to eat each day to maintain or lose weight?
A very general equation to follow for daily calorie intake is:
Your weight times 18 to gain weight
Your weight times 15 to maintain weight
Your weight times 12 to lose weight

You should never eat less then 1,000 calories per day-this actually causes your metabolism to go into shock and start storing body fat.

One of the best ways to find out exactly how much you need to eat on a daily basis is take a Metabolism Test. Many fitness centers and gyms have a device you breath into for a couple minutes and it measures your RMR (Resting Metobolic Rate). This number accounts for 70% of the daily calories you burn (at rest). Once you know that number you can find out if you really need to eat 12,000 calories per day to compete in your job!

Urgent Health Warning: DO NOT SWALLOW BUBBLE-GUM!

Do you ever go the gym and see people chomping on their gum while they are seemingly having a very good intense workout? (It’s the bubble snapping that erks me the most!) Are those people on to something to enhance their workout, or is chewing gym while working out dangerous?

Studies do show that you can burn about 11 calories per hour chewing gum. It takes 3500 calories burnt to equal a pound of weight loss, so lets do the math. If you chew gum for 318 hours, that equals about 13 days, you’ll lose a pound. So chewing gum non stop for 13 days will give you a pound of weight loss. I don’t know about you, but I’d rather just eat a little better, and get an extra workout or two in a week to shed that pound. But, you’d definately have the freshest breath in town!

Chewing lots of gum can potentially be bad for your teeth. Especially if the gum has sugar, it can cause tooth decay. Sure, there are lots of sugar substitues now a days in gum, but some of them like aspartame could maybe cause cancer. My guess is if it’s sugar or artificial sweetener in the gum you are chewing, it’s probably not very good for you one way or another.

Getting back to chewing gum and working out. Many people attest that they get a more intense workout while they chew gum, and that is helps them focus and keep going. Some athletes say that chewing caffeinated gum helps to increase performance even more in sport activities. The bottom line here is that chewing gum can potentially increase the likelihood of choking while exercising, so there goes the intensity advantage. I would imagine choking can be intense, but I’d rather not try it.

All in all, you have to weigh the pros and cons of chewing gum while exercising. Maybe you could increase your intensity listening to your favorite music on the ipod instead. Maybe you could offset those extra 11 calories per hour calorie burn while chewing gum by just trying a little harder on your food management and exercise consistancy. And if you are just looking for fresh breath…try brusing your teeth!

Cheers,
Jack Witt
Lifestyle Fitness Coach
818-760-3891 Main
310-562-5629 Cell
www.getfitwithWitt.com

Can coffee get your Libidos a’ Blazin’?

Mmmm…ahhhh….oohhhh….more…yes….that hot cup of coffee in the morning when you need to fire up your brain and energy for a productive day is one of life’s necessities for many of us. But can coffee (or in general caffeine) help to fire up our sex drive for a productive evening in bed? Lets “undress” this subject.

What we do know is that caffeine enhances cognitive functioning . Many studies report increased arousal and vigilance in occupational situations and some studies report improved visual information processing and reaction time during computer based and pen-and-paper tests in subjects. Athletic performance has been reported to be enhanced by caffeine prior to competition as well. But what about sex you ask?…well there was a recent study from Southwestern University that found caffeine increased the female libido in experiments on rats. Apparently the effect was caused by it stimulating the part of the brain regulating arousal. But the researchers say a similar effect was only likely to be repeated in humans who do not drink coffee regularly. Sorry coffee drinkers, your Starbucks Grande Dark Roast might not act as an aphrodisiac after all. But it can help you to stay alert and awake and focused at night so you and your partner can indeed enjoy some terrific “whoopi”.

Now be careful all you lovers, too much caffeine can have some not too good side effects such as dehydration, anxiety, headache and sleep disturbances. It can raise your blood pressure, and prevent your kidneys from reabsorbing calcium. Ruxton (2008) concluded that the range of caffeine intake that appeared to maximize benefits and yet minimize risks was 38-400 mg per day (one cup of coffee has about 80-180 mg of caffeine in it).

So, like most things in life, enjoy your coffee in moderation, and who knows, if your not dehydrated, anxious, have a headache, or sleep deprived…you might just end up hanging a sign on your front door every night that says: “IF THE HOUSE IS A ROCKIN’, DON”T BOTHER KNOCKING”.

The King Blues – Punk & Poetry – London

Artist: The King Blues            Album: Punk & Poetry            Location: London

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The King Blues are one of the, if not the most, underrated bands of current time. With a unique blend of Punk, Ska, a set of raw vocals and some of the most thought provoking lyrics you are likely to find, they have all the ingredients to be a terrible band, but instead they have pulled it off and created some of the best music I have ever heard.  They are back with their third album ‘Punk  & Poetry’ and have comeback hard.  Tracks such as ‘We Are F****** Angry’ shows the society questioning, anarchist side of the band that fans have grown to love; whilst songs like ‘Headbutt’ show their lighter playful side.  The King Blues are one of the few bands that are continuing to evolve in their music and their lyrics, and deserve way more credit than they get. This album is a must for any music fan, anarchist or anyone who generally questions the government. Go out and by it now, you won’t be disappointed.

Thor Is No Bore–But one Expects More

The not quite Marvel-ous Thor from self-proclaimed comics afficionado Kenneth Branagh (who it seems, was only biding his time with all his Shakespeare movies), is the most schismatic superhero movie since Will Smith’s Hancock (Is it funny? Is it tragic?—What!!) The lesser part of Thor (in every way) is set in an outerworldly realm with a one-eyed king (Anthony Hopkins in regal warrior mode), his hotheaded, arrogant, hawkish son (the mighty Thor played by the seemingly mighty and fairly likable Chris Hemsworth) and his quietly brooding brother. Thor earns a forced exile to Earth, having defied his father’s orders by confronting the kingdom’s enemies, notably monsters who can turn men to ice. On Earth (or more specifically-New Mexico), Thor runs into some scientific researchers led by the always interesting Stellen Skaasgard and the always-present Natalie Portman (is there any movie she’s not in). Their banter, the evolving relationships among the three–and the culture clash between a not-yet chastened Thor and the good–and not-so-good people of New Mexico are far more entertaining than the power struggles and betrayals that are crippling Thor’s homeland Asgard (by this time, Hopkins’ character has sunk into a coma and the other son is hardly man enough to carry the villain role). The New Mexico sequences contain more than a modicum of energy and humor–and the earthly action sequences–notably when Thor tries to reclaim his Mighty Hammer–pack a real punch. On the whole though, the movie needs to do a lot more if Thor is truly to stand alone as a potential franchise–and the filmmakers seem to know this, since a post-credits sequence give you a little teaser about his future adventures–as part of The Avengers.

Just one more thing: while I appreciate the occasional 3-D movie, the use of 3-D in Thor seems decidedly like a cynical ploy on the part of the studio in order to squeeze more sheckels out of the moviegoing public. Nowhere did I feel that the use of 3-D in this film enhanced the cinematic experience in any way–in this instance, it indeed left me feeling a little poorer.

Pattinson, Witherspoon and Waltz Carry Water for Elephants

Francis Lawrence’s adaptation of Sara Gruen’s novel Water for Elephants is a beautifully filmed, old-fashioned romantic melodrama about forbidden love in a barnstorming circus during the Great Depression.  Hal Holbrook continues his string of sterling latter-day turns as old Jacob Jankowski, who has memories of his days in the doomed Benzini Brothers. Circus, circa 1931. Cue flashback and in comes a soulful, brooding Robert Pattinson as young Jacob, a veterinary school dropout (he’s got reasons) who hops the circus train and quickly becomes enmeshed in the filthy (literally and figuratively) side of circus life.  His knowledge and compassion for animals quickly catches the eye of star horseback rider  Reese Witherspoon –and her alternately charming and sadistic husband, the ringmaster and circus owner Christoph Waltz. Enter Rosie the new elephant and star attraction and before you can say love quadrangle, Witherspoon is making googly eyes at Pattinson, Pattinson is making googly eyes at Witherspoon– and Rosie (nice chemistry there), Waltz smiles and glowers at everyone depending on his mood or plot development. This really shouldn’t work–there are hokey plot developments and an ending that you can see a mile away– but surprisingly it does.  The movie accumulates a lot of period detail and captures the desperation of people who need to be entertained—and quite simply need to work , even under the dangerous conditions imposed on them by Grand Master Waltz.

Pattinson does well in the lead, and while Pattinson and Witherspoon don’t generate a lot of heat, there is a surprising amount of tenderness that carries them a long way.  And if Waltz’ character seems to be twice as villainous as humanly possible, there’s a reason–the screenplay by Richard LaGravanese combines the novel’s owner and the trainer characters into Waltz’ smiling August–whose ineffective, barbaric way with animals–and humans  could only be gotten away with if the trainer was indeed the owner.  Waltz may not play something resembling a credible human being, but he is extremely entertaining and his presence is electric throughout.  If you enjoy a romantic melodrama–or a tale of life under the Big Top, then you should enjoy Water for Elephants.

As long as we’re talking circus, there are a couple of films that are worth owning and are both available on Amazon.com:
Trapeze, recently released on DVD by MGM Classics, is a terrific tale of passion in an Italian circus, as crippled trapeze artist Burt Lancaster  tries to get rising star Tony Curtis to achieve the elusive triple somersault, as Gina Lollabrigida smolders in the background.  There’s plenty of circus action, the three leads are dynamite, and the film builds to a very satisfying finish.

In The Big Circus, flamboyant, outspoken circus owner Victor Mature tries to keep his circus together despite such obstacles as fastidious accountant Red Buttons,  insecure tightrope walker Gilbert Roland, looming bank creditors and some not-so-looming saboteurs.  Toss in ringmaster Vincent Price and lovable clown Peter Lorre (in full makeup) and you have a fast-moving, colorful circus yarn that is guaranteed to entertain.

Chipmunk, one of the king pins of Grime is back with his new album ‘Transition’

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Artist: Chipmunk       Album: Transition    Location: London

Chipmunk, one of the king pins of Grime is back with his new album ‘Transition’; and what a transition it is indeed. Little Chip Diddy Chip has grown into an international, chart topping rap star, but is it a good change for his music? I think the answer is yes and no. He is with no question a very talented artist and has created another album of hits and catchy songs, such as the anthem ‘Champion’ featuring Chris Brown; but the switch to mainstream seems to have taken away some of the more grittier sounds and lyrics that made chipmunk great and unique. For new fans it is a change that will not be noticed or cared about, but for some of the older fans it is an obvious change and one that probably won’t be favoured, as he is just becoming like every other Urban artist out there. However, this is still a very good album with some prominent artists featuring on the tracks, and definitely worth a listen. I just hope Chipmunk doesn’t forget his roots and start to cater for a mainly American audience.

Katy B – On a Mission – London

Atrist: Katy B                        Album: On A Mission                        Location: London

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I like to think I have a wide music taste and I’ll admit Katy B’s singles before the release of her debut album ‘On A Mission’ were pretty good. She mixed powerful female vocals and dubstep beats perfectly. When I downloaded her CD, I was expecting something new and upbeat but when I listened to it I felt that she is a bit of a one trick pony. Her track ‘Broken Record’ sums up her album very well, it is just blends into the same noise, which becomes very repetitive and boring quickly.  I’m not saying she doesn’t have talent, her wide range of vocal chords and soulful voice shouldn’t go unnoticed but it’s as if she got praise of her singles, and stuck to that sound with no variation. I would defiantly give this album two thumbs down, and wouldn’t recommend purchasing it, unless you are a DJ and looking for some good beats to play. Besides that though you are just wasting money.

In Scream 4, Neve Campbell Learns You Can’t Go Home Again

Before the first Scream came along, characters in slasher films would often act as if they had never seen a slasher film–or any other horror film for that matter. You know the kinds of behavior I’m referring to: the knock in the middle of the night that causes someone to leave the safety of her house to ask the fatal question, “Is anybody out there?”; a character going to the basement —alone-to retrieve something despite the fact that a homicidal maniac has just been spotted in the neighborhood; a character trying to flee someone by climbing up the steps of her home and then locking the door because gosh, that will keep the killer out. (I almost forgot the villain who talks and talks while he should be administering a death blow).  So it was refreshing when Wes Craven’s Scream trilogy poked pointed fun at the horror/slasher movie genre, populating the films with characters (heroes, villains, and victims) who know the genre and try to survive or avert disaster –according to the rules of the game. In Craven’s reboot Scream 4, ten years have passed since Scream 3–ten years of American/foreign/horror/slasher/splatter films, not to mention the inordinate number of homages/spoofs filled with pop culture references and in-jokes. As a result, while there are some traces of wit and a few shocks, the film, scripted (mainly) by Kevin Williamson, is content to travel a by-now familiar road with Sydney (Neve Campbell) trying to both live down her past–and peddle a few books about her past– on a publicity tour that brings her home–and face to face with a new Ghostface killer.  Courtney Cox and David Arquette are also on hand, as well as a lot of new blood (in some cases, literally) like Hayden Panetiere, Marley Shelton, Allison Brie and Emma Roberts as Sydney’s cousin.  Kristin Bell and Anna Paquin have a  clever, amusing cameo that is probably the film’s high point.  I won’t reveal the killer–but I will say the movie goes on a lot longer (with a lot more talk) than it needs to once the identity is revealed–and that’s something that will cause this Scream to be made fun of by future cinematic pop culture mavens.

For the Spammers, Scammers and Scumbags

THIS IS SPAM. THIS WAS MADE BY A SCAMMER. THIS SCUM HAS NOTHING BETTER TO DO THAN SPAM, SCAM AND SHAME. KARMA…

Drama at Inish

Please join us for the California Artists Radio Theatre production of

“Drama at Inish”

Sunday, April 17, 2011 – 1:30PM

Beverly Garland Holiday Inn, Little Theatre!

For tickets, order via PayPal at cartaudio.org, call (213) 683-3422 to RSVP, or purchase tickets at the door.

Drama At Inish is a light satire of pretensions, theatrical and otherwise. A self-important touring theatre troupe arrive in a poky seaside Irish town and transform the locals, who absorb and mimic the high emotions of the Russian and Scandinavian plays the group performs.

The Abbey Theatre has granted permission to the California Artists Radio Theatre to perform and record the play. Written by one of Ireland’s most respected playwrights, Lennox Robinson, the play had a recent, successful run off Broadway and was presented at The Abbey Theatre in Dublin starring Peter O’Toole’s daughter, Kate.

Our production features some of the finest comedy players in Hollywood and Ireland: Samantha Eggar, John R. Lee, Phil Proctor, Richard Herd, Peggy Webber, Cornelia Hayes O’Herlihy, Johnny O’Callaghan, Patricia Herd, Annie Gagen, Bob Legionaire, Tim Murphy, Joe Flood, James Lancaster and announcer, John Harlan.

Source Code and some Endangered Strangers on a Train

It’s difficult to review the entertaining, involving, fast-paced sci-fi thriller Source Code without giving too much away, but I’ll give it a go…Jake Gyllenhaal wakes up on a train opposite a beautiful, interested young lady (the beautiful, interesting Michele Monaghan) who seemingly knows him, even though he claims not to know her.  Worse, when he looks into a reflecting surface, he does not see himself—he sees the reflection of the stranger pictured on his license.  Even worse, the train explodes—all this in the first eight minutes.  What we discover is that Gyllenhaal has been chosen –because of a physical/mental affinity with one of the dead passengers of this train—to tap into that person’s memories of the trip (based on the supposition that the brain survives even after the body is dead) in order to discover the identity of the bomber and prevent a possible future calamity .  Furthermore, Gyllenhaal has only eight minutes at a time before he is hurled back to “reality.”,only to be “transported” to the train again by his mysterious ‘superiors, —only knowing more than he did previously.  Think Tron meets Groundhog Day only the stakes are much higher, as the minutes that Gyllenhaal relives are used in a race against time to alter the future.  And then there are more complications, as in when Gyllenhaal comes to care about the beautiful Monaghan and decides to….Perhaps I’m revealing too much.  Suffice it to say, the films works extremely well in spite of—or maybe because of its outlandish premise.  As in the comic Groundhog Day, Gyllenhaal goes through a series of stages—bewilderment, then impotent rage at the inability to alter fate (as his handler Vera Farmiga says, “It’s only a computer program”), and finally confidence in his ability to respond to things before they happen—and possibly change certain outcomes.   Ben Ripley’s script and Duncan Jones’ direction keep things moving, Chris Bacon’s herrmann-esque score transports us to the terrain of North by Northwest, and Gyllenhaal and Monaghan have a lovely chemistry that one hopes—against all odds—will translate  to happily ever after.  In the end, how you feel about Source Code may be determined by your reaction to the developments of the last twenty minutes, which help push the film even further into the realm of fantasy. It worked for me, but whatever you decide, Source Code is one heck of a ride.

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White Lies – Ritual

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White Lies are one of those rare bands that sound like no one else out there and never leave you bored. Naturally when I first heard they were releasing a new album I was extremely excited. On my first listen of ‘Ritual’ however it was a different story. It seemed that the band had simply produced a new album that sounded more or less exactly the same as their last one and hadn’t evolved as artists. When I gave it a second listen though it grew on me quite a bit. White Lies have kept their original sound, which is what make them great. They have dug deeper into their emotions than before and pulled out something much more lyrically sound than their debut album. ‘Ritual’ is another prime example of how truly talented the British music scene really is, and the unique vocals of Harry McVeigh will leave you playing their music over and over.

Paul is Enjoyable, and a Cinematic Great is Remembered

Did you hear the one about the pair of British sci-fi/ comic book fans who attend the San Diego Comic-Con and subsequently meet a bona-fide foul-mouthed alien?  You probably did if you ran across ads for Paul, the latest writing/starring collaboration from Simon Pegg and Nick Frost.  The opening section is indeed a hoot for Comic-Con fans as myself (indeed, I wish there had been even more footage) as they pester pompous authors, take endless pictures, and wander with wide-eyed delight during their first trip to America.  Pegg and Frost have such a nice rapport (if you want to see them in prime form, rent Shawn of the Dead or Hot Fuzz) that the arrival of the fugitive alien Paul, voiced by the ubiquitous Seth Rogen inevitably alters the balance, and not always for the better.  Rogen’s Paul has his moments, especially when he recounts his use (or misuse) by the government, but the movie threatens to turn into the Seth Rogen show, when in fact,  there are a number of worthy rivals for your attention, especially the wonderful Kristen Wiig as an extremely religious, father-dominated woman who becomes liberated by Paul and becomes a walking fount of profane malapropisms.  Jason Bateman (who also seems everywhere) is on target as the government agent who’ll stop at nothing to find Paul, while a familiar disembodied voice is the head honcho dedicated to Paul’s destruction.  The movie overall is likable enough, but I  missed the nonstop inspiration of the Pegg and Frost’s earlier endeavors (which were helmed by Edgar Wright–this was directed by Greg Mottola).  The pacing is uneven and occasionally meandering, and the comic set pieces, while funny enough, rarely even come close to scaling the heights of hilarity. Still, Pegg and Frost are such a winning team that you’ll generally keep smiling, which makes it at least twice as good as what passes for comedy in your local multiplexes.

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I also wanted to pay tribute to a cinematic giant. You know who I’m talking about…the late, great Michael Gough, whose theatrical flair graced the screens from the 1940’s till shortly before his recent death. Broadway fans might know him from his Tony-winning turn in Bedroom Farce Batman fans know him as Alfred the butler in the Tim Burton Batman films; fright fans know him as a Hammer Films villain, as in the underrated Phantom of the Opera– my Michael Gough is the gleefully overblown,  fantastically florid menace of such films as Horrors of the Black Museum, The Black Zoo and the glorious Konga.  To see Gough in these films is to see a master of supercilious self-assurance which frequently gives way to raging rants at a moment’s notice.  In his finest over-the-top vituperative outbursts (usually stemming from his reaction to a world that he feels does not understand him), Gough goes from zero-sixty in the span of a nanosecond. To see him erupt at his wife in the Black Zoo is to make the Martha-George exchanges in Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf look like a waltz in the country. To see him try to force his affections on an unwilling coed in Konga, or better yet when he shrieks to his overgrown creation, “KONGA!  PUT ME DOWN, YOU FOOL!” to witness a kind of theatrical magic seldom seen elsewhere.  On a few occasions when I’ve acted, certain friends will say I remind them a little of Michael Gough.  I say with no trace of irony that the sentiment is greatly appreciated. Mr. Gough, you will be missed.

Artist: Bobby Long Album: A Winter Tale Location: London

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When Bobby Long released his debut album ‘A Winter Tale’ I don’t think many people expected it to be this good. The 24 year old from West England will remind his listeners of an early Bob Dylan. Bobby generated popularity after writing the song ‘Let It Sign’ for friend and actor Rob Pattison to perform in the twilight film. Long has continued to produce musical gold and has captured the true essence of folk perfectly on his first album. He is one of the few artists that don’t get the recognition that they deserve.

The thing that drew me into the album was the simplicity of it, just raw music at its best.  Each song tells a chilling story and no two sounds the same, my personal favourite being ‘Two Years Old’. This is most likely the best album I’ve heard in a few years, and I highly recommend you giving him a listen.

A spellbinding movie with a dynamic plot – Limitless

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Limitless, directed by Neil Burger, is an action drama with a sci-fi kernel lurking within its taut storyline. Handsome, blue-eyed Bradley Cooper stars as Eddie Spinola, an aspiring novelist suffering from writer’s block who is two steps away from becoming a homeless loser. His life and career turns around after he chances upon a top-secret drug that grants him super human mental capabilities. Next thing you know, our hero is Icarus striving to reach the sun. Eddie’s insatiable greed for power, fame and attention fuels his quest for glory, but is his fall inevitable?

Intricately plotted and scripted by Leslie Dixon, and based on a first novel by Alan Glynn, this gripping film stars Robert De Niro as a Gordon Gekko-type Wall Street mogul who gets to deliver some superb speeches. The luminously beautiful Abbie Cornish co-stars in what, at first glance, appears to be a thankless girlfriend role. Hers is a small but meaty role with a nice dose of action as well as a bit of intimacy with her leading man.

Boasting superb acting from the entire cast, this emphatic anti-drug parable features gorgeous cinematography and lighting as well as actual New York location shooting on the streets and in the fancy high-rise buildings of the bustling metropolis. Best of all, Cornish features in a thrilling chase sequence that takes place in a wintry Central Park.

This story is solid and keeps you guessing. While based on an excellent first novel by British author Glynn, interestingly enough the movie is a noticeable improvement on the book, which provided the gripping and unpredictable plot, interesting characters and so on. But when fashioned into cinema, we gain a better, leaner storyline (well-crafted by Leslie Dixon), more fleshed-out characters (De Niro!) and a far better ending (which they apparently further altered during re-shoots). But I did enjoy reading the book, so I do recommend it as well.

Same Mind, New Thought – A profile on Reverend James J. Mellon

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“We are as powerful as we allow our thoughts to be. And I’m just the kind of person that when I decide to do something, I just assume it will be successful.”
After reading quotes like this one in preparation for an interview I had yet to schedule with James J. Mellon, a wildly-celebrated actor, choreographer, writer and director whose award-winning work has been seen on Broadway and in national tours across the country- it was no mystery to me why he might have felt this way. But what I did find mysterious is why and, more importantly, how James managed to turn what many perceive to be a hedonistic life as a performer in the entertainment industry into a life of service. You see, in addition to performing in productions like The Voice of the Turtle and Colette Collage, and directing and choreographing award-winning musicals like his revival of Cabaret and The Ghost & Mrs. Muir– James engages in what few before him have had the courage to do, gracing the stage not as an actor hiding behind a character- but as a pastor and spiritual leader to a rapidly-growing congregation.

James J. Mellon
From the platform of his NoHo Arts Center for New Thought, located on the corner of Magnolia and Lankershim Blvd in North Hollywood, James preaches to his parishioners, “We are one people living on one planet.” This idea that we’re all connected certainly explains why I unknowingly adopted his when-I-do-something-I-assume-it-will-be-successful attitude, showing up to the center’s Wednesday Night Candlelight Service with no appointment or interview scheduled, just the assumption James would be there and be willing to talk to me. The candlelight service was just as it sounds, a quiet meditation that lead into a profoundly inspirational testimony from his practitioner, Patrick Feren. James, however, did not speak at this particular service, but just before I started to gather my things and head for the exit, thinking my assumption was wrong, he politely introduced himself. He had to run off to another engagement, so there would be no interview this time, but he did invite me to attend his Sunday service, which happens every Sunday beginning at 10:30 am at the Assistance League of Southern California in Hollywood.

The Sunday service is much like the Wednesday Night Candlelight Service, but on a much larger, more energetic scale with a live band and plenty of festive music. The venue is just big enough to hold what seems like hundreds of people. James takes the stage and he’s right at home, pacing back and forth as he speaks. He reminisces about his recent snorkeling disaster saying, “Sometimes fear is like a wall, it’s there to show us another way.” I look around as his listeners hang on to his every word and it becomes clear that my showing up to the center unannounced on the off chance I might run into him is not at all what he was referring to when he admitted his assumptions regarding his success. James’ success is only assumed because of his deep belief in himself followed by cultivation, then application.

Over the phone, he explains this is something that started years ago when he was a child. Always having been drawn to film and TV as a young boy in Philadelphia, James saw his first musical in high school and decided then that acting was his calling. After high school, he split his time between LaSalle University and Temple University in Philadelphia where he studied drama, then spent two years studying the Sandy Meisner technique with Bill Esper in New York City. Five years later, major success hit as James landed the part of Riff in the first revival of West Side Story since its original debut in 1957. It was James’ first role in a Broadway production where all three original creators- director/choreographer Jerome Robbins, lyrics by Stephen Sondheim and writer Arthur Laurents- were all attached. Soon after West Side Story ended, James went on to tour the country as Jesus in the Jefferson Award-winning production of Jesus Christ Superstar and as Billy Lawlor in 42nd Street.

From the outside looking in, James’ career seemed almost enchanted, but off stage, art was beginning to imitate life. It was the early 80’s when a deadly disease had started imposing on gay men in the United States, and while James was touring in 42nd Street, a close friend of his became very sick with what was later revealed to be AIDS. Soon after being hospitalized, this close friend of his died before James could get there. He remembers, “I was so distraught. And there I was standing in front of thousands of people every night smiling my ass off and tap dancing in this big cheerful musical, and behind the scenes, I had just lost my best friend.” James couldn’t shake this idea of loss and eventually began writing about it. He first started writing songs, then developed those songs into a narrative surrounding a man dying of cancer. “I wrote my first musical called An Unfinished Song. And it really asks the question what happens if you don’t get to say goodbye? How do you resolve it?” Inherently relatable and tragically honest, An Unfinished Song was produced in cities like New York, Los Angeles, Boston and even Sydney, Australia, just a year after James wrote it.

After An Unfinished Song and somewhere in between starring in productions like The Grande Hotel and in hit musicals like I’m Getting My Act Together and Taking It On the Road, James fell in love with Oscar Wilde’s A Picture of Dorian Gray. Intrigued by the spiritual message and the theme of eternal youth, he decided he would adapt the film into a musical. This would take him several years, and during this process of analyzing the laws of metaphysics and becoming increasingly interested in discovering his own spiritual path, James enrolled in ministerial school. Meanwhile, after years of revisions, James finally turned his adaptation of A Picture of Dorian Gray into the much-anticipated musical, Dorian, which he directed and premiered at the prestigious Buell Theatre in Denver, CO. Dorian also opened the NoHo Arts Center Ensemble’s first ever 2004 season. A theater James founded as Artistic Director with his husband Kevin J. Bailey that same year.

In addition to his theatrical career, James had consistently been attending ministerial school where he was applying what he calls, “the kinetic energy that is God, that creates everything,” to his work. “Very often, as an actor, I thought I was doing it, that I was creating my own performance, but I realized it’s something in me that does it,” he comments. “I just need to step aside and let it come through, which is what actors whom we call brilliant like Meryl Streep do.” James continued studying and eventually graduated in 2004 from ministerial school, then immediately went into a staff minister position at the Center for Spiritual Living in Los Angeles. But his time there was short-lived because just a year into the position, having made quite the impact, he was being encouraged by members of that congregation to start his own church. James came to a crossroads. “They wanted me to step into a leadership position, and one day in mediation, I got the hit saying, ‘It’s time; do it,’” he says. “Not only that, but a woman offered me a blank check saying, ‘I want to be the first to contribute to your new church. Hold on to this check and when you’re ready, I’ll tell you how much you can put on it.’”

That was in August and by Christmas Eve, the NoHo Arts Center for New Thought, where James gave his first service, was born. But unsatisfied with just giving what he calls talks on the subject of our “Oneness with God,” James’ strong belief in practical application led to the development of a full curriculum to be studied by those also looking to further understand the concept of God and spirituality, or looking to become ministers themselves. “I create classes around books that I think are phenomenal,” he remarks. “I taught Marianne Williamson’s book, A Return to Love, and Don Miguel Ruiz’s, The Four Agreements, because when this material comes out, it behooves me to get in there and dissect it with my students and find out how this applies to me. Really, that’s all my classes are about.” But classes and stimulating testimonies are just a small part of what the center has to offer. James has established a spiritual community where New Thought thrives, offering services like their youth program overseen by practitioner Patrick Feren where youth are taught the principles of the Science of Mind in a language that speaks directly to them, or their outreach program where- in partnership with the non-profit organization Build-On, they’ve committed to building a school in the deprived, southeast part of Africa known as Malawi this June- or their weekly web series, Mental Muscle, where boot camp-like strategies guide viewers on how to get in shape mentally.

Yes, the NoHo Arts Center for New Thought has reached far beyond the four walls of its building, and it’s about to reach even further because in just a few short weeks, James will be launching the Global Truth Network along with founders Marcy and Al Welland. Together, they will bring Mental Muscle and a variety of web-based programs intended to entertain and inspire to the global community. “I’m really getting to pull all of the things I love to do in the entertainment industry right into the world of New Thought, and combine the two, showing the world it’s really one thing,” he says. And with a sitcom, a reality show and a cooking show all developed for the purpose of challenging and encouraging us to open our minds and re-evaluate how we live, slated to premier on the Global Truth Network this year- James will be doing just that.

It was after watching one of James’ earlier sermons on www.nohonewthought.com, where you can go as far back in the archives as April 2010, that I was struck by his revelation, “There’s not a day that goes by that I don’t ask myself what am I here for.” For James, the answer to this question may change frequently. But what’s certain is after looking back over his accomplishment, it’s clear to see- contrary to what many think about actors- that James is definitely not here to feed his ego. “The greatest lesson I’ve learned thus far is that I’m much happier when I’m not in a human, competitive ego- but when I’m in a divine ego celebrating not only my power, but everyone’s power around me.” And with great power not only comes great responsibility, but also, based on the sounds that came out of Sunday’s morning service, great joy.

 

Drive By and See the Flashing North Hollywood Building

Drive By, North Hollywood's electronic public artSitting at The Federal Bar, gazing across the street, you might think you are in Vegas or had one too many. But on closer look you will notice the scrolling, flashing, rotating sign quotes on the NoHo Commons building. After years of being turned off, the flashing North Hollywood sign is finally back on, a feat for public art supporters.

Accurately titled, Drive By, this North Hollywood public art piece is actually a large, interactive LED panel that’s attached to the façade of the building. The 240-foot-long by 6-feet-high electronic display is activated by street traffic and displays well-known film quotes such as “I’ll be back,” “say hello to my little friend,” “if you build it they will come” and many more. Drive By is visible even during the day. But at night it is backlit by colored lights that also change with movement.

Created in 2007 by Electroland as a part of the City’s North Hollywood public art program, Drive By was shut down shortly after installation. Yes, this public art piece was unplugged because it was classified as advertising by the Department of Building & Safety. It took more than three years to get this piece back up and running because of wording in a City ordinance that was created to combat rampant, displaced and unwanted signage. This ordinance was not created to deprive the North Hollywood neighborhood of public art but that’s what it has done and will continue to do unless changed.

Drive By, North Hollywood's electronic mural Drive By, North Hollywood's electronic mural

We are advocates of public art creation and preservation and applaud those who worked with the City to “allow” Drive By to remain. However, there are other artworks here in North Hollywood that may not have that same good fortune. We have written articles and displayed visitor-created videos on the fate of a small, neighborhood public art project – . This large, City sponsored artwork gets to be turned back on but Barbara Black’s alley mural can’t be left up on her private property?

To see NoHo’s old but new public art project, just head over to 5300 Lankershim Blvd. across the street from El Portal Theatre and The Federal Bar.

Jessie J

Artist: Jessie J    Album: Who Are You    Location: London

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Jessie J exceeds expectations with her debut album ‘Who You Are’. Mixing a blend of pop, urban and soul into one album obviously paid off as it earned her the number two spot on the UK album charts on its release. She shows that she is not just another pop singer, but a talented singer capable of a wide range of vocals.

What makes her album different from other pop albums on the market today is the seamless switch between urban pop songs and soulful tracks, making her CD a good listen. So it’s no surprise that her first single ‘Do It Like a Dude’ reached number two in the UK singles chart, and her second single ‘Price Tag’ featuring B.o.B. went straight to number one. One song that really stood out was ‘Big White Room’ the tenderness of the song is exceptional; you can feel the emotion she put into making it. If you would like something new and catchy I would recommend this album, however if you are not one for mainstream music then this probably isn’t for you.

Don’t Take this Hall Pass

There is one genuinely funny bit in Hall Pass–a married supporting character fantasizes what his life would be like if his wife gave him a “hall pass” (a coansequence-free week off from marriage and his scenario is a quick homage to Double Indemnity/Blood Simple, replete with illicit passion, murder,  witnesses and a backyard which soon becomes a graveyard.  It’s fast, clever and hilarious.  Alas, it comes about 95 minutes into the movie– long after the main conflicts have been resolved and immediately after a title card flashes “Directed by the Farrelly Bros.”  The rest of Hall Pass reeks of both laziness and desperation.

Owen Wilson and Jason Sudekis manage to be unfunny and unsympathetic as two married best friends who wangle the titular “hall pass” from their lovely wives Jenna Fischer and Christina Applegate (more about them later).  This week feels more like a year (at least to this viewer) as they sink into Appleby’s-induced comas on the first night, drinking-induced comas on the second night…I found myself drifting into an unfunny comedy-induced coma by their third night.  The comic bits are predictable when they’re not being intentionally revolting.  Sudekis in particular comes off as grating, unlikable…you keep wishing the lovely Miss Applegate would catch on and give him the heave-ho.  Surely there must be better men–or just plain men– in New England.  In order to keep myself from feeling totally depressed, I began to ask myself some questions (besides why am I here).  Why cast Vanessa Angel and Alyssa Milano in the same movie if you’re only going to use them to be the butt of one unfunny joke?  Surely they could have been utilized as potential “date-bait” by the “Rover Boys.”  Why do the Farrelly Bros. .go out of their way to provide not one  redeeming quality to Mr. Sudekis? (I dare you to look for one)  When will  winning, and talented tandem of Jenna Fischer and Christina Applegate be seen on the big screen in a vehicle that’s worthy of them?  The one last funny bit aside, this Hall Pass is a desperate, dispiriting and depressing.

Curb you dog for Peesake!

dog poop in nohoCan you imagine wearing your new tennis shoes and you step into a pile of poop? You would be pretty angry. What if you where the manager or owner of an apartment building and the lawn was being ruined by local dog defecation? Mom, what if your toddler decided to rub the hot steaming poop on her face? What if you were out for your daily run in NoHo….you slipped on a pile of poop…a real urban experience? Your dearly loved companion “Spot” became ill because he came in contact with another dog’s poop which was filled with diseases and parasites. Unfair….Yes.

Paul Storiale, a NoHo resident and theatre producer became frustrated enough to write to nohoartsdistrict.com. This is what he had to say……

The NoHo Arts District is a great place to live work and play and that’s exactly what I have been doing for the last five years. The rent in North Hollywood is affordable enough to own and feed a dog, but many of its residents are unable to purchase or save proper baggies of some sort to clean up the defecation of their animals. I owned a dog and understand fully that my responsibility to my neighbors and to the community is to clean up after my loved one. However, not only to my community do I owe that respect, but to my dog and to myself. It’s a sign of character. A passion for the up-keep of my community and the fashion in which I was raised. To respect myself and others.

dog poop in nohoOn the corner of Blakeslee and McCormick there lies an apartment building and on its lawn; a litter box for dogs. Dog owners around that block take their pooch to the same spot. Some are human enough to understand and some selfish and disrespectful allowing their dog to do their business as they ‘pretend’ to be busy on their phone that they don’t notice. I have seen this. I have watched. I have questioned dog owners. My point here, is that it’s up to us as neighbors to stop, watch, notice and question.

And if that doesn’t work?

What do we do?

The Los Angeles County Department of Public Works Environmental Programs Division developed a program to control pet waste. Los Angeles Municipal Code requires dog defecation to be immediately removed by the owner of the animal. Los Angeles County’s pooper scooper law is listed under the county’s nuisance ordinance and says, “Animal defecation on public property or upon private property other than the owner’s property is prohibited.” There are fines but the city does not enforce them.

In some cases, allowing your dog to poop on someone else’s property may even subject you to a civil lawsuit, even if no formal pooper scooper laws have been enacted. If, as a result of your dog’s feces, harm is done to private property, you may be required to pay for the damages

Sure, many of us don’t want to carry a pooper scooper or baggie but if we look at the potentials ramifications, maybe it is better to keep peace in the neighborhood and not get into a fight with your neighbor or apartment owner. We all know about “Road Rage”…well in NoHo, there may be “Poop Rage.” Neighbors do the right thing!

Skepta – Doin’ It Again

Artist: Skepta Album: Doin’ It Again Location: London

Skepta, who is arguably one of the most influential MC’s on the grime scene, has come back hard with his third studio album “Doin’ It Again’.

The CD was released on Boy Better Know Records, which Skepta is a co-founder of along side grime artist and brother JME. Before its official release four singles from the album were available, all of which made there way into the UK top 40.

This album has a much fuller and dare I say professional sound than his last, perhaps because it features a grime remix of ‘Hello Good Morning’ featuring P. Diddy himself. It is clear that not only grime is moving towards the mainstream direction but also it is no longer just appeals to primarily UK residents and branching out to an international market.

I can only give praise to Skepta every thing he produces is insanely addictive and he deserves all the up and coming international success he will receive. Go out and buy this album, all his previous albums and order his brother JME’s albums too.

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Barbara Black Smacked with a Graffiti Fine

Ten North Hollywood High students were commissioned to paint a Graffiti Art mural on a homeowner’s private fence. But the City came out and fined her, and is now forcing her to paint over it. You can help.

Save Barbara Black’s North Hollywood Graffiti Art Mural


North Hollywood resident Barbara Black finds herself in the middle of a dispute with the City of Los Angeles over her 90-foot fence that she decided to make into a mural.  Barbara wanted to give upcoming North Hollywood Graffiti artists a canvas to show their art and to help the students feel a sense of pride and dignity for themselves and this art form.  The principal at North Hollywood High School helped her find 10 students who were good Graffiti artists and very enthusiastic about the project. 

For a month these students worked on the mural and were almost finished when Barbara received a citation from the City of Los Angeles for violating Building & Safety’s “advertising signage” codes.  The City considers this mural an advertisement, NOT ART. There is no Coca-Cola ad, no iTunes ad, no Nike ad, no ad whatsoever on this mural. So why then does the City consider this advertising? What, in fact, is it advertising? Isn’t this her property?

Barbara was slapped with a $336 fine and the mural must be removed by March 24 or she will face other penalties up to $1,900 if she tries to appeal and fight to keep the mural up.  The City wants her to paint over the art with white paint prior to March 24 but she will still be forced to pay the $336 fine as punishment for putting up the mural in the first place.

However, Barbara is on a fixed-income and can’t afford to pay the fine much less fight “City Hall.”  For several decades, she was a costume illustrator for film/TV but now lives modestly as an artist.  Barbara is just trying to encourage an art form and, most importantly, to give a few local North Hollywood kids an opportunity to feel good about themselves and their art.

This brings us to the second, much larger issue at hand: Graffiti ART as an art form. Graffiti has been synonymous with vandalism but Graffiti Art is simply a style of art. Not everyone gets it. Not everyone appreciates its aesthetic. The actual practice of Graffiti goes back to the Mayans, but it was not thought of as an art form until the 1970s when the art world saw the work on the New York subways. The Graffiti Art movement produced such famous artists as Keith Haring and Jean-Michel Basquiat and this street art influenced Bansky, Shepard Fairey and countless others.  If Graffiti Art is not your taste, that’s fine. But, it should not be disqualified as an art style.

So Barbara’s mural was not an act of vandalism but a commissioned piece of Graffiti Art. Across the street from Barbara’s mural you will see another mural that was painted several years ago but was never cited by the City. Guess what, it isn’t Graffiti Art.  Can we believe that this is happening because one neighbor decided he/she didn’t like Graffiti Art and called the City? Why didn’t this same neighbor call the City about the other mural?

While we may not be able to change someone’s mind about Graffiti Art being a legitimate art style, we can at least try to change the outrageous government ordinance that is prohibiting North Hollywood from creating murals to beautify the neighborhood all under the guise of a “City of L.A. signage issue.”

Please stand with Barbara Black and our young, North Hollywood Graffiti artists. Email, Tweet, Facebook, etc. this article and tell North Hollywood Councilman Paul Krekorian:

SAVE Barbara Black’s North Hollywood Graffiti Art Mural

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Email: councilmember.krekorian@lacity.org
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North Hollywood, CA 91606

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New to DVD: Woody Allen’s You Will Meet a Tall Dark Stranger

You Will Meet a Tall Dark Stranger
 
Don’t get your hopes up too much with this Tall, Dark Stranger––while this latest effort from the prolific occasional expatriate is a vast improvement over Whatever Works, it’s still a minor entry in the Woody Allen oeuvre.  The assorted characters in this London-based opus are all in the midst of questioning their life choices or in the aftermath of having made some poor ones.  Anthony Hopkins has left his wife to marry a much younger female who enjoys “the good life,” one which Hopkins is hardpressed to supply– either financially or physically.  Meanwhile Hopkins’ daughter Naomi Watts is unhappily married to a creatively stalled author (Josh Brolin) who has his eye on the comely–and engaged– lass across the way (Frida Pinto).  While all this is going on, Hopkins’ ex-wife Gemma Jones) has been consulting a psychic who  leads Jones on the path to emotional and spiritual fulfilment–even if it means tossing a few curve balls in the process. 
 
There are a number of good performances on display here: Hopkins does a fine job as the senior swain whose life is slowly being sucked dry; Watts and Antonio Banderas ( as Watts’ boss, a married gallery owner) share some well-played scenes; Gemma Jones is touching as the wife who decides to let fate guide her.  Brolin however seems a little off as the struggling author–there are certain scenes where it seems like the actor doesn’t believe in what he’s saying.  In the end, Allen doesn’t supply easy resolutions for anyone (except for Jones), but I don’t think you’ll be waiting for the sequel.
 

Brit Awards 2011 – Surprises? Not really.

London’s 02 Arena was packed with celebrities and fans alike (although the tickets were a hefty price of around $140), for the Brit Awards, 2011.  Host, James Corden, was at times a bumbling presenter who seemed to be out of his depth on this occasion, often appearing nervous and his timing left a lot to be desired.

Cee Lo Green was on form when he performed Forget You but let’s not forget the part where he nearly went head first into the audience after he tripped on (and actually ripped) the dress of Paloma Faith.  But all in all it was an entertaining evening with no great surprises, other than that one.

Tinie Tempah was nominated for 4 awards and walked away with two and Plan B, who was convinced he would lose to Take That, received the Best British Male Solo Artist award.  Can’t wait for his next album, which he hinted would be Reggae style.

A disappointment in the International Breakthrough Act category was Justin Bieber. Why? Because he won.  Marketing talent he may have, but musical talent?  I think not.  A far better choice would have been, in my opinion, The Temper Trap.  I haven’t heard many Indie Bands from Australia,  but what they do produce is always of immense taste.  The Temper Trap has a unique flow and lead vocalist, Dougy Mandagi, is capable of an amazing range of vocals.  Although classed as an Indie band, The Temper Trap has a complete originality about them, gaining fans from all over the world and from all walks of life.  Bieber?  Come on!  

There was an emotional performance from Adele, who ended up in tears by the end of her rendition of Someone Like You.  When asked what made her so emotional, she said that she was thinking about her ex who was probably watching her on TV – laughing at her.  I’m sure Adele can laugh all the way to the bank though, because after her performance her sales shot up 800% and hit number 1 on iTunes with that live performance. 

So, another year over and the winners are… 

Another Bone to Pick with the Oscars and This Time it’s Winter’s Bone

 
Debra Granik’s Winter’s Bone has been nominated for a number of Oscars, including Best Picture, so I keep asking myself–have I missed something?  I mean, it’s an atmospheric, well-acted picture about Ree Dolly (Jennifer Lawrence), a teenager trying to hold her family together in the Ozarks.  This isn’t easy–her mother is a catatonic mess (too many drugs??), her meth-making father is on the run from adate in prison (his collateral for bail being the family home) and unless he makes a sudden appearance, Ree and family will be out in the streets–or woods.  Consequently,the stubborn Ree tries to find her father, and this plunges her deep into the meth underworld–in other words, walking a number of blocks from her home to be greeted by people warning her to “stay out of it.”  This happens repeatedly, and after disregarding this advice yet again from the particularly fierce wife (Dale Dickey–and you don’t want to mess with her) of the local meth druglord, the wife and her cronies (spoiler alert) savagely beat her and threaten her with worse.
Don’t let me mislead you into thinking the movie carries some momentum–it moves at a pace that would make a snail seem speedy; the more time, I suppose, to revel in the various unsavory goings-on.  The performances are fine (Garret Dillahunt as the sheriff and Oscar-nominated John Hawkes as a dangerous uncle excel), but the movie is a singularly uninvolving experience, and a certain plot development near the end–in the aftermath of this horrific beating–demands a leap of faith that’s difficult to make.
If you want to catch up with another Oscar nominee, you would do better to spend a few hours with David Michod’s The Animal Kingdom, an Australian crime film about a family of criminals both falling out and falling apart–thanks to the strong arm of the law and some angst in the newest member–a teenage nephew who’s been taken in by the “loving mum”(Oscar-nominated Jacki Weaver) of this criminal clan.  In a way, the milieu of The Animal Kingdom is just as seedy and unappealing as Winter’s Bone, but it’s compelling throughout, with well-delineated characters (Ben Mendlesohn as the dangerous uncle is the banality of evil incarnate, while Jacki Weaver deserves the Oscar for her subtle turn as the mother with no shortage of steel), bursts of brutal violence, and unexpected yet credible plot developments.  Definitely worth seeking out.

SUNNY AND LIGHT – MORNING GLORY

MORNING GLORY
 
You might be forgiven for thinking Morning Glory, in which co-stars Diane Keaton and Harrison Ford play vain and bickering TV show hosts, was a standard rom-com about two cranky geriatrics who eventually fall in love.
 
But no!
 
Writer Aline Brosh McKenna’s smart, funny and endearing screenplay is all about showcasing its adorable young star.
 
Rachel McAdams plays Becky, an enthusiastic television producer who accepts the challenge of reviving a struggling morning show program with warring co-hosts. While the camera loves the sunny exuberance of its gorgeous leading lady, filming her in warm light and flattering angles and dressing her in pricey Louboutin shoes and flowing silk outfits, it also presents her as a mildly neurotic workaholic who’s unfailingly passionate about her floundering career. Somehow all this irrepressible enthusiasm doesn’t come off as annoyingly perky; we’re always rooting for her, even though people keep asking her if she’s about to burst into song.
 
Take the scene of her first day on the new job. During the intense show meeting, she’s overwhelmed by a barrage of questions. Does she have what it takes? Her steely, decisive approach proves that she does, and this is one of the film’s many gratifying “yeah!” moments.
 
Later, the story evolves to include the required romance with a hunky, fellow producer (Patrick Wilson). But it’s the development of her relationship with seemingly intractable host Mike Pomeroy (Harrison Ford) that gives this movie a surprising depth and complexity. Ford seems to be phoning it in, playing yet another curmudgeon – in this instance, a renowned investigative journalist who has virtually been put out to pasture and who feels reading the morning news is well and truly beneath his dignity. (It is.)  Yet, when he warms to Becky, culminating in a touching scene they share, it reminds you that a lot of what Ford does only appears like he’s not trying.
Keaton is wasted in her sidelined role, given an insufficiently convincing arc and change of heart, but she’s always great to watch. Jeff Goldblum’s small role is played to perfection.
 
Review by Pauline Adamek