are we sitting idly?

humboldt county
in theatres september 23

(would really like to see this)

oh how fast those moments flee

"once we watched a lazy world go by,
now the days seem to fly.
life is brief,
but when it's gone;
love goes on and on."

my preferred robin and marian.

i kiss you on the brain in the shadow of the train

"the pebbles forgive me, the trees forgive me,
so why can't, you forgive me?
i don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else,
but you."

the only constant is change

"change moves in spirals, not circles. for example, the sun goes up and then it goes down. but everytime that happens, what do you get? you get a new day. you get a new one. when you breathe, you inhale and you exhale, but every single time that you do that you're a little bit different then the one before. we're always changing. and its important to know that there are some changes you can't control and that there are others you can."

dan ~ half nelson

when i kiss the angel

foxfire

last night jules and i watched the film foxfire, which i had not seen since it's release, in 1996. there were things i'd forgotten about it, and details i'd not noticed before. i forgot (or really, would not have noticed back then) that "red" (rita) was played by jenny lewis. i'd also forgotten how much i loved the inclusion of kristin hersh's song, me and my charms (definitely on my list of all-time favorite songs).

"you can come back when you want to,

just know that i'll be here.

i haven't left this step,

and when the lights go out,

i pick the angel up;

i only have two hands..."

me & my charms (live) ~ kristin hersh (video)

lasting impressions

"sometimes someone'll say something, and i'll think, 'oh that's crazy,' then later when i'm writing, it'll come back to me. but i'm not always taking notes for a movie." ~ sofia coppola

"for everyone, there are those moments when you have great days with someone you wouldn't expect to. then you have to go back to your real lives, but it makes an impression on you." ~ sofia coppola

sofia coppola is high on my list of people i would someday love to have a conversation with. her films are on my list of all-time favourites. they are pieces of art, layered in amazing soundtracks and breathtaking visuals, not to mention the keen storytelling and story-adapting that goes on. i think she is fantastic.

i just realized, sofia could be on the momcore panel, too.

365 loves: sofia coppola

ticket stubs and the smell of popcorn

as much as i enjoy the comfort of the couch, and the convenience of the pause button, there is nothing quite like going to the movies. david and i have started to set time aside to see movies at the theatre that is just around the corner from where we live, as something that is just for us. i love the previews, the big screen, the creaky seats with cup holders and arms that pull up so that you can sit cozy and close together. i love the smell of popcorn and the feeling of an audience's reaction, whether it is cheers or gasps or resounding laughter. i love the movies where when the screen goes dark and the first credits roll everyone applauds. and, i love whispering back and forth, both as mini-reviewers for the previews and to quietly comment on the film in front of us. it does make a difference to watch a film in the theatre, the experience pulls you in deeper than any at-home viewing ever will.

and, i completely miss the drive-in.

365 loves: going to the movies

i talk to you in my head all the time

"you should dye your hair holly, you look like a virgin." ~ marina

"i am a virgin." ~ holly

"but you don't need to broadcast it." ~ marina

this film is the closest representation of the friendship between my best friend and i that i have ever seen, though there is a level of cruelty, jealousy and secret keeping between marina and holly that we have never experienced. the rest, though, is pretty spot on. growing up in such close proximity, going to clubs, trying out fashions, having our own addictions and breakdowns, falling in love with someone close to the other. i wish they were kinder to each other, though; that part always bothered me, and seemed off.

the soundtrack to the film itself is fantastic, as well. i love both, immensely.

365 loves: me without you

don't dream it, be it

it started my senior year accompanied by my friends from theatre, then went on to kate and i going on saturday nights down by the beach. it was an addiction. the costumes, the make-up, the songs, the toast. perhaps it is something about being a part of something, or maybe it was the performance end to it, or all the gender-bending sexuality. sometimes i forget the impact those sing-a-longs had on me, or the people who came out of it. it was almost like the gateway drug to the club days that would later follow.

it was just a jump to the left...

"it was great when it all began
i was a regular frankie fan."

rose tint my world/floor show ~ rocky horror picture show

"so why don't you stay for the night?

or maybe a bite?

i could show you my favourite obsession."

sweet transvestite ~ rocky horror picture show

"it's just a jump to the left

and then a step to the right

with your hands on your hips

you bring your knees in tight

but it's the pelvic thrust that really drives you insane,

let's do the time warp again!"

time warp ~ rocky horror picture show

listen to the words long written down

zombie movies are a favorite of mine, a bit of a guilty pleasure; if i bought in to feeling guilty about anything that i love, that is. some are crap and you know it from the start, but they are still somehow strangely watchable. but, when they are done well they hit on different levels, and become more than just some slow-moving undead adventure. the good ones usually hit upon the human condition, utilizing the horror of something horrific (disease, death, infection) that speaks to so much of our collective fears. or maybe i just read too much into things. as is most everything else to me, music is ever the trigger, and the shot itself. when used effectively music can light it all up, and convey more emotion than any dialogue ever could. the juxtaposition of a song about biblical revelation paired up with images of a zombie apocalypse is brilliant, and really set the tone for the remake of george a. romero's dawn of the dead.

"the hairs on your arm will stand up
at the terror in each sip and in each sup
for you partake of that last offered cup,
or disappear into the potter's ground."

when the man comes around ~ johnny cash

what we miss

"you'll see when you move out it just sort of happens one day, one day and it's just gone. and you can never get it back. it's like you get homesick for a place that doesn't exist. i mean it's like this rite of passage, you know. you won't have this feeling again until you create a new idea of home for yourself, you know, for your kids, for the family you start, it's like a cycle or something. i miss the idea of it. maybe that's all family really is. a group of people who miss the same imaginary place."

andrew, garden state

let's never come here again because it will never be as much fun

"i don't want to leave." ~ bob

"so don't. stay here with me. we'll start a jazz band." ~ charlotte

bob + charlotte, lost in translation

extraordinary

"just remember one thing...anything less than mad, passionate, extraordinary love is a waste of time. i mean, there are too many mediocre things in life, and love shouldn't be one of them."

frankie, dream for an insomniac