Good News: The Axis Of Evil Will Be Destroyed!
Thanks to ace Sun reporter/Barbelith mainstay Grant Balfour, I have been written into the cover article of this week’s (Feb. 18th) issue of The Sun. I really wish that I could scan the article, but I just don’t have tech. The cover article is about Nostradamus’ war prophecies, and here’s an excerpt:
According to Dr. Matthew Perpetua, a historian and Nostradamus scholar with the Malkmus Prophecy Institute in Paris, France, the showdown between George W. Bush and the twin threats of Iraq’s Saddam Hussein and North Korea’s Kim Jong-Il is more than just saber-rattling.
It’s a prelude to the greatest war ever seen.
“I” go on to explain Nostradamus’ vague prophecies, which predict an incredibly bloody and devastating 27 year war.
“Of all the bloody prophecies in Nostradamus – who foresaw the Nazi holocaust and the atomic bombing of Hiroshima and Nagasaki – this is by far the most threatening, the most filled with death,” says Perpetua. “It’s impossible to say what the ‘red hail’ will be, but it is definitely a weapon of mass destruction, quite likely biological in nature, and capable of reaching every corner of the globe.”
However, we shouldn’t give in to despair. There is a happy ending, according to Dr. Perpetua:
“Significant in this quatrain – and possibly, hopeful – is the reference to the left hand,” says Perpetua. “The left side, in Latin, is the ‘sinister’ side, or the side of evil and betrayal. It appears that Nostradamus is here reassuring us that the worst damage of the conflict will fall upon the aggressors, those who make the evil choice of striking against the innocent. The Axis Of Evil referred to by President Bush will be destroyed forever.”
I Killed The Village Voice With My Big Fucking Dick
I realize that the Pazz And Jop poll is an excercise in bland concensus by definition, but jeezy creezy, it’s boring this year. The only records on the albums list that even slightly surprise me are the relatively high placings of Elvis Costello and Solomon Burke, and the not-shocking-but-slightly-unpredictable inclusions of Linda Thompson, The Mekons, and Orchestra Baobab.
Thankfully the web version of the P+J poll includes the full ballots of each contributing writer, which helps to break up the stifling monotony of the poll results. Many of the writers who were involved are pretty awful by my standards, but there are some bright lights in there. Here are some links to ballots by some people whom I like and/or respect:
Andrew Earles (Who managed to slip a Best Show in-joke into his list, god bless him!)
Nate Patrin
Tom Ewing
Douglas Wolk
Stephen Thompson
Keith Phipps
Nathan Rabin
Glenn McDonald
One thing that really bugs me about the critics chosen for the poll is that the selection of critics who are primarily bloggers seems so incredibly arbitrary. Why exactly is Josh Kortbein chosen over, say, Paul Cox or Kenan Hebert? If you’re going to include a writer like Glenn McDonald who has no desire to be published outside of his own website, why not include Thomas Inskeep, Fred Solinger, Badger Minor, or Joe Macare? Gosh, why not even throw in the folks from Spizzazzz? As horrible as the majority of them are, where are all of the Pitchfork writers? I fail to see why any club that would let a writer as annoying and lacking in talent as Amy Phillips have a vote would reject a guy like Ryan Schreiber.
Tomorrow And Tomorrow
Given that the majority of what I have read in the press about the fourth season of The Sopranos has been mindless drivel written by lazy people who were wondering why the show wasn’t pandering to them with cheap shocks and pointless violence; it is always nice when I stumble upon the odd article written by someone who understood the story and paid attention to the details. Matt Feeney definitely ‘gets it’ in this analysis of season four from The National Review.
Sweeney links to some weak analysis written on Slate, and there’s a lot of talk there about the show being in decline, which is obviously a popular opinion. I just can’t wrap my head around that concept – I think that the first two seasons of The Sopranos are adequete exposition and set up for the meat of the story but are generally lacking in comparison to seasons three and four, which I think are much more exciting, subtle, and thoughtful. HBO has begun rerunning the first season, and watching those episodes feels awkward to me – it’s very high quality, but it is so obvious that the writers were still feeling things out and hadn’t found the voice of the show yet. The first two seasons are also more typical of what people expect from television drama – the storyarcs are clear and have tidy resolutions, Tony and his captains are portrayed more like anti-heroes who are in conflict with obvious villains (Uncle Junior, Livia, Mikey Palmice, Richie Aprile), and the ethnicity of the characters is played up occasionally for novelty. I think the first season is far more populist in that it can function as a working class fantasy: Tony outwits his elders, rises from middle-management to leadership, he triumphs over his enemies, and has some success in dealing with his neuroses. The third and fourth seasons aren’t exactly the stuff of romantic daydreams. Carmella becomes more defined as a character and creates greater conflicts for Tony which become irreconcilable differences which cannot be dealt with in any of the ways which come easily to him, and all of his nemeses from his work life are valuable to his livelihood. The story becomes significantly more complicated, and resembles all the bits of life that I think most people do not want to be confronted with in entertainment.
One guy from the Slate article has it right:
We expect the characters to follow “arcs” that are programmed in our brains from years of television, film, and theater, and the writers repeatedly defy these expectations. In a New York Times interview, David Chase made the point that he attempted to create an atmosphere that resembled the way people actually interact: They talk past each other; they don’t listen to one another; conflicts are not resolved; forces of inertia and entropy triumph over our desire to tie up loose plot ends. The fourth season has been stellar, for the most part, far better than anything else we have seen or probably ever will see on television. The marriage held together, like many marriages, through a concerted effort at self-deception on the part of both spouses. The final episode was about the ultimate fate of that form of self-deception.
They Wuz Robbed
I try not to concern myself with industry awards too much, but it really does annoys me that Adaptation and About Schmidt have been snubbed for the Oscar for Best Picture category while two mediocre films (Gangs Of New York and The Hours) and an incredibly awful one (The Two Towers) are nominated in their place. Were it up to me, these are who I would pick to win the major categories given what the Academy has nominated this year:
BEST PICTURE
Chicago
Gangs Of New York
The Hours
The Lord Of The Rings: The Two Towers
The Pianist
ACTOR IN A LEADING ROLE
Adrien Brody, The Pianist
Nicolas Cage, Adaptation
Michael Caine, The Quiet American
Daniel Day-Lewis, The Gangs Of New York
Jack Nicholson, About Schmidt
ACTOR IN A SUPPORTING ROLE
Chris Cooper, Adaptation
Ed Harris, The Hours (note: I feel the need to mention that I believe Ed Harris to be the single worst ‘serious’ actor in the world. I loathe the guy.)
Paul Newman, The Road To Perdition
John C. Reilly, Chicago
Christopher Walken, Catch Me If You Can
ACTRESS IN A LEADING ROLE
Salma Hayek, Frida
Nicole Kidman, The Hours
Diane Lane, Unfaithful
Julianne Moore, Far From Heaven
Renée Zellweger, Chicago
ACTRESS IN A SUPPORTING ROLE
Kathy Bates, About Schmidt
Julianne Moore, The Hours
Queen Latifah, Chicago
Meryl Streep, Adaptation
Catherine Zeta-Jones, Chicago
DIRECTING
CHICAGO – Rob Marshall
GANGS OF NEW YORK – Martin Scorcese
THE HOURS – Stephen Daldry
THE PIANIST – Roman Polanski
TALK TO HER – Pedro Almodóvar
MUSIC (SONG)
CHICAGO – “I Move On”, John Kander and Fred Ebb
8 MILE – “Lose Yourself”, Eminem
FRIDA – “Burn It Blue”, Elliot Goldenthal and Julie Taymor
GANGS OF NEW YORK – “The Hands That Built America”, U2
THE WILD THORNBERRYS MOVIE – “Father And Daughter”, Paul Simon