Only 3 today and none from netflix.
Starring: Agnes Bruckner, Kelli Garner, Justin Long, John Corbett, Gina Gershon, Brian Klugman, Chris Mulkey, Luce Rains
Director: Jason Matzner
Synopsis: Independent film that takes place almost entirely in a small collection of mobile homes (and one geodesic dome) set out in the desert of New Mexico. The “trailer park” has a fancy marquee with its name on it, “Dreamland”. The story focuses on (the only) three teenagers who live there: one is a smart girl who plays support system for her best friend, who is the second girl, who has been diagnosed with a chronic, progressive illness; the third is the cute boy who moves into the park with his mom and stepdad for the summer until he can tryout again for the team at UNLV after a knee injury. The smart girl has an alcoholic father with agoraphobia (John Corbett, aka Chris in the Morning on Northern Exposure) that she watches over. It’s mostly a light-hearted teenage love triangle where the teens also examine where they are headed with their lives, but it also has a community-drawing-together feel to it with the residents of the park, as they look out for each other.
1000 Journals (2007)
Starring: Many various people linked in some way to the 1000 Journals. “Someguy”
Director: Andrea Kreuzhage
Synopsis: from the blurb at netflix, where I rented it from:
“In 2000, San Francisco-based artist Someguy sent 1,000 blank journals out into the world. In 2003, journal No. 526 returned with entries as diverse as the authors. Obsessed with the whereabouts of the remaining 999 journals, filmmaker Andrea Kreuzhage set out to find them. Her hunt reveals a remarkable experiment in interaction, connectivity, self-expression and creativity among friends and strangers alike from all across the world.”
The documentary is about 90 minutes long, probably too long for what it covered. I was hoping that they would focus on some of the contents of at least a couple of these egalitarian works of art, which is what they became after being passed to innumerable hands and added-to by some astounding artists and lots of writing, none of which was talked about. Instead, it focused on the search for them and short interviews of those who had contributed to one. What does impress me is that the filmmaker travels the globe doing it, talking to people from all over the planet.
There is a website here that shows a lot of the artwork and writings, but it also says that over 900 of them are still “out there” with no idea whether they were destroyed, are lost on a book shelf, or are simply being hoarded by someone who has no sense of the underlying philosophy of the journals, which is to add your piece, then pass them on, or send them back to Someguy so he can scan them to share with the world.
An offshoot of this project is 1001 journals, found here. It is described at the site as, “1001 Journals works with organizations and non-profits to bring journaling to communities in need.”
Breakfast at Tiffany’s (1961)
Starring: Audrey Hepburn, George Peppard, Patricia Neal, Buddy Ebsen, Mickey Rooney, Martin Balsam, Jose Luis de Villalonga, John McGiver, Alan Reed, Dorothy Whitney, Beverly Powers, Stanley Adams, Claude Stroud
Director: Blake Edwards
Synopsis: The netflix blurb synopsizes as:
“Fortune hunter Holly Golightly finds herself captivated by aspiring writer Paul Varjak, who moves into her building on a wealthy woman’s dime. As romance blooms between Paul and Holly, Doc Golightly shows up on the scene, revealing Holly’s past.”
Upon Jim Adams’ recommendation, I watched Breakfast at Tiffanys. I’m sure it is the first movie I ever saw with Audrey Hepburn in it. For a tiny woman she has the ability to light up any room she is in as the unforgettable Holly Golightly. She immediately pulls her new neighbor, the dashing George Peppard (Paul/Fred), into her crazy world. Holly’s world is one that her many satellites who orbit accept about her. Patricia Neal as the wealthy woman does a fine job, as she does in anything. It’s weird to see Buddy Ebsen as anyone other than Uncle Jed. There is a racist element to the movie, with Mickey Rooney playing an Asian man who lives in one of the apartments, wearing oversized teeth and being a drama queen with some goofy looks meant to make one laugh. He’s funny, but the racist aspect spoils the humor. The way they treat “Cat” (a lovely orange cat) is concerning also.
They don’t make movies like this anymore. The way the story has been skillfully developed is impressive. The dialogue and scenes between Holly and Paul/Fred are priceless. I also recommend you see this movie. I wish more filmmakers today would study the classics to see how it’s done.
Grade: 8.5 (marked off for racism and rough animal handling)