Tuesday, January 15, 2008

Sometimes when something is really popular I'm like "oh gross it's got the internet's cum all over it."

That has nothing to do with anything I'm about to write about, I just thought it was funny enough to write on a blog. You can use it in your own day-to-day conversation, depending on the type of people you talk to.

One thing that was liked by a lot of people I respect was Renee French's The Ticking, which I just got around to reading. Actually, people whose tastes are similar to mine liked this book more than other things I liked a lot when they were making best-of-2006 lists. It's a fine book. Beautiful, moving, I read it while drinking green tea in my bed. Both it and There Will Be Blood used the ellipsis in a vaguely off-putting way, skipping over large periods of time suddenly, even though they were in general slow-paced works. It's fine, it's necessary for the pacing, but reading it after seeing There Will Be Blood made me think of them as pieces in tandem, as fine pieces where my own biases made me like other things more. (Although I genuinely believe that Punch-Drunk Love is better than There Will Be Blood, whereas my preferring that Brendan McCarthy Solo to The Ticking is totally just my own kind of stupid preferences.)

Recent movies taken out from the library, and that have shown up through either me or my roommate's Netflix queue, in the order I think they should be watched for the sake of progression:
1. The Passion Of Joan Of Arc
2. Last Year At Marienbad
3. Ultimate Reality (by Jimmy Joe Roche with soundtrack by Dan Deacon)
4. The Elegant Universe disc 2

The last is my roommate's, but I think it's funny he received it the same day as I got something called Ultimate Reality. All in all I am just thinking about the Lil Wayne lyrics about smoking weed by the acre and being "so high I could eat a star."

For my class taught by friends of mine we have both blogs and the ability to comment on what other people have to say. The comments have subject lines, and I think I am going to title all of my comments "Here's what Brian Nicholson has to say about this!" because that's the most obnoxious thing imaginable, besides possible saying "fuck all y'all: here's what Brian Nicholson has to say about this!"


Jog said...

You're right to watch The Passion Of Joan Of Arc first; not that I've seen them all, but it's the best silent film I've come across. I guess you've got the Criterion edition (the only edition?)... I found it useful to stop and think about how the musical score colored my impressions of the film. Silent movies are far more malleable than later films, as far as I'm concerned, in that many of them coexisted with a variety of ad hoc 'scores' which nevertheless affected the audience in the way that all music does when set to images...

Brian said...

Yeah, it seems like it might top my previous favorite, Sunrise. (I saw The Last Laugh partly on your recommendation a couple months ago.)

The thing about it being found in a Danish mental hospital is odd. I just read Steve Erickson's Zeroville, a novel where the protagonist tracks down that print intuitively, but I had no idea that was based on an actual piece of esoterica. That book is fine, by the way, although filled with film-oriented minutiae and obsession in a way that makes it a very specific kind of nerd comfort food.