It Only Takes a Moment: An Ode to Stephanie Zacharek
The format of writing a film review for a daily or weekly newspaper and magazine is a difficult format to tackle. For such a short amount of space and time to write, the review is usually left to being a series of plot points and a set of opinions that must be simplified into “good” or “bad” piles, otherwise the rating of a man sleeping with his hat on his belly or a man flying off his chair clapping cannot be determined. While the result is a slough of written articles that begin to feel like the same article, but with each new writer pressing shift+F7 on a few words within the text, there are a few writers out there that have been able to work within the film review format but add a little more depth in their understanding of the film.
Though she has the reputation of purposely being a devil’s advocate to the dominant paradigm of opinions for any given film, Stephanie Zacharek of salon.com still manages to eloquently discuss the problems any given film may have. Her review published for Wall•E is no exception. Being one of the lonely splats on Rotten Tomatoes for the film (though I still do not know how the website decides which way to swing for mixed reviews), Zacharek is able to express the low points of the film with great precision and thought. While some may judge her for being a Debbie Downer to King Disney/Pixar’s parade, her points are well spoken and honest. That said, though my fellow Pixar kool aid drinkers focus on the negativity of the review and search for ways to discredit her opinion (i.e. “You can’t listen to her! She gave The Love Guru a glowing review!”), I focus on how her words of disappointment and critique reveals how the shortcomings she sees in the film can ultimately be interpreted as part of the narrative.
For Zacharek, it took only a few moments in the film for her to change her opinion from dazzling piece of art to disappointing Hollywood trash. She writes:
Toward the end of “WALL-E,” Stanton tries to circle back and recapture some of the wistful magic of the movie’s early scenes, but the spell doesn’t take. “WALL-E” gives us a hero who, by culling through the masses of junk that we so casually throw away, becomes a repository for human memories, a living (though not breathing) creature who has more feeling than actual humans do. Then it shows us actual humans — lazy, fat, brainless ones who have squandered and abused their free will — and asks us to forgive their foibles. The gloss of preachiness that washes over “WALL-E” overwhelms the haunting, delicate spirit of its first 30 minutes. This clearly isn’t a movie made by a robot; the drag is that it ends up feeling so programmed.
It Only Takes a Moment
TGIFF: Belated Volume 5
At this year’s Gay Pride Celebration in SF, Wild 94.9 FM hosted the “Latin Stage” with special guest, Crystal Waters, the early/mid-90s dance music queen who was seen more prominently on cheesy compilation-album infomercials than in real life. Lip-syncing no less, Crystal Waters was able to multi-task, showing off her many talents including the art of being man-wiched and hollering “Work it, motherfuckers” to the audience. Ending with this raunchy remix of a popular reggae hit, “Calabria”….that same catchy saxophone riff heard recently on the new Girl Talk album, Waters’ performance reminded me that the best things in life are (or should be) free of charge.
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THE SCOOP: I HEART YOU, SWEDEN
Juvelen: SWEDISH PRINCE (OR THE ARTIST FORMERLY KNOWN AS). PERIOD. Well, minus the R&B, more synthesizers, with an acoustic guitar on his back, like the guy from the film, Once.
Latest album: 1
Think: See Above
Coolest video featuring the model rejects of last spring’s American Apparel catalog or this greyscale abstraction inspired by GAP:
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Air France: Tropical pop duo reminscient of their record label producers, Tough Alliance. Melodies that melt away everyday troubles, inducing one to settle down on some abandoned island dreamt up by Terrence Malik, before realizing Dr. Moreau or a group of wild English boarding-school boys were there first, or worse, Tom Hanks and his volleyball Wilson.
Think: M83 + Air + Stereolab
Latest album: No Way Down
Air France – Collapsing At Your Doorstep
Don’t know whether it’s Air France or AIR FRANCE, and who’s promoting who:



