In the coming days/weeks, I’ll be receiving screener DVDs of upcoming indie films from
I’d like to thank Erik Martin at Palm Pictures. The titles I’ll be sent will consist mainly of films yet to be released on DVD but some catalog titles will be in the mix as well. I’m not getting paid for this and I don’t have to review these films (chances are I will anyway, though) so don’t think I’ll be a mouthpiece for their films. Even if I was paid by them, I wouldn’t mince words excoriating a film I didn’t like. From afar I’ve admired Palm’s handling of their Director Series (compilation DVDs of music videos by visionary directors like Chris Cunningham, Spike Jonze, and Mark Romanek, to name a few) and will let you know what I think of these films in a straightforward, unbiased manner. The first title will be Michael Kang’s The Motel. It debuted earlier this year at the Sundance Film Festival and was just nominated for Best First Feature at the 2007 Independent Spirit Awards.
Well, it’s happened. Our first official fireplace fire of the winter. It’s getting in the low 20s here tonight. Excellent. Honestly, if it was that cold here every day of the year, you’d not hear a single word of protest from me. Summer can screw off; I’ll gladly take cold weather each and every day of the year.
I went to bed at 8AM this morning and woke up at 3:30PM. What the hell is wrong with me?! I waited until the last minute taking out the trash, getting it to the curb, and then loading and unloading the dishwasher. Afterwards I wound up playing games on GSN.com I really need to start behaving like an actual human being, one that gets up and goes to bed at a decent or somewhat levelheaded time. We’ll see if that comes to fruition soon enough. Goodness knows I’d like it to. Hibernating like a bear is tacky.
Expect a review of The Fountain. Suffice it to say in this year of barely there movies, this was the best so far. No kidding. I haven’t had that amazing of an experience in a theater in a long time…hell, probably ever. It was as if you were inside the film as it was unfolding and the theater dissolved away. And, no I was not under the influence of any mind-altering substances as I watched The Fountain. Go see it at the theater. You owe it to yourself.