LA Doesn't Work
Trying to get out work from Santa Monica today was a total nightmare. Literally in 1/2 hr of traffic to get on the 10. Don't know what the hell was going on.
So I dropped off at Bay Cities, got a chicken parm, and headed to the new Wilshire (opposite traffic). Into the Wild was playing. Watched it and ate the parm.
Brief comments on the movie: Emile Hirsch being miscast only highlighted some spectacular small performances in this movie. Between truly sensitive scenes and beautiful photography of America, there were moments of greatness. Narratively it didn't work well - it was episodic, and something was off about the interpretation of the central character. I can't articulate it yet. Let me sleep on it.
But anyway, I'm off, headed home and right at the 101 hit massive traffic at 11pm on Wed night. WTF?
This town is so frigging weird and difficult. I'm very happy that next week I'll be trapped in Santa Monica.
2 comments:
Here, here! The right words said on Into The Wild. A counfusing experience. It should have been great, the intentions, and ambitions are there, and even for many moments as well as sequences... the execution, but elements are missing that take away from building to a transcendent experience. And it ends up feeling less than it could have.
Start with a miscast of Hirsch. Probably the greatest acting of his entire career, yet he is miscast, and his passion in the role can't make up for that fact.
Still an undeniably great soundtrack on its own. Will see it a second time this week. I owe the buildup in my mind that much. Munich was better the second time.
Pretty poor English on my part in the previous post. I apologize to fellow readers. It doesn't read well at all. In fact it doesn't make much coherent sense. Oh well. The intention is there.
Half drunk and listening to a Rilo Kiley song over and over - "Silver Lining" or "Silver and Gold" - depending on how you interpret it.
Here's to a Micheloeb night. Welcome to the west side.
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