The Village not as bad as I remember

Last night I watched The Village for the first time since my first and only viewing when it came out in theaters. The movie was much more enjoyable knowing the signature twist up front. While it is often hard to believe the characters could be so innocuous, the themes of innocence and love are fairly well executed. I like how I felt conflicted as to whether the "elders" were despicable or admirable. Every suspenseful scene became a question of whether it was ok to put duped people through such trials to keep them sheltered. Sure, even having that open for debate makes me a horrible person, but hey, in the context of the movie the people seem happy.

In my opinion, Shyamalan shoots himself in the foot with almost every movie by trying to blow your mind somehow. In The Village, I was really enjoying my second viewing up to the point where he tries to convince the audience that maybe the creatures really do exist after all. We are shown the truth before hand, and yet Shyamalan feels obligated to shoot Brody's death scene in a horror style with grating noises and spooky suspense. Showing us the blind woman's fear and doubt is great, but you don't have to try to fool the audience as well. At least, not in the one-scene cheap trick way it was done here.

Then there is the cheesy scene towards the end after the preserve patrolman has helped the woman back over the wall where the truck is just sits in the middle of the road with melancholy music playing. They might as well have put up a giant banner that said "Isn't this profound, guys?!" I feel like pulling that card required more development of the patrolman's character.

So that's my shallow criticism, even though I did enjoy the movie quite a bit. I would like to go back and watch other Shyamalan movies now. However, I am a little scared to watch Lady in the Water again, because I think I might be the only person I know who actually enjoyed it the first time. It's just ridiculous enough to be enjoyed scene for scene (minus the M. Night plays a brilliant writer who will change the face of humanity part).


And now I feel good for reviving this blog. (sarcasm)

give me some of those

After today's discovery, I see no reason to eat any other brand of beet.

will you make the cut?

For those of you feeling left out of the economic crisis, TNT brings the excitement home!


Saw this on facebook today. Another victim of the play button icon.

contra proven to be a good time

I cannot believe this blog is getting a post. Can you?

I decided that my recent contra adventures would be worthy of communication, remarkable, and otherwise noteworthy. Hence the writing. And no, I did not go off in the jungle to help a rag-tag team of soldiers fight the establishment. I am talking about contra dancing. You have surely heard of it even if you don't know it by name. Think big community dance where people line up and a person is yelling things like "swing your partner do-si-do!"

Some friends of mine have been enjoying contra for a year or so now, and I had been avoiding invitations to dances until a couple weeks ago when peer pressure reached critical mass. So I stopped being a lump and decided to join them.

I was told over and over that you don't have to know anything going in, and that the caller will tell you what to do when. The caller is basically a person with a microphone who directs each dance by yelling out the right dance move and combination of people at the right time. Think of it as recipe and ingredients. What I wasn't told was that the dance moves all had names like 'swing,' 'do-si-do,' and 'gypsy.' Imagine that you are standing in a line of strangers, a person yells "women start hey for four left," people start zig-zagging, and you are expected to do something that doesn't mess everyone else up.



Luckily, we got to the event after the first dance had started and I was given a short crash course in all of the basic moves. It is actually pretty easy as long as you know a handful of these. At the beginning of each dance, the caller will walk everyone slowly through the sequence of moves without music. People are accommodating to beginners and will be able to teach you steps you don't know at this time.

The idea of the dance is that everyone lines up into two lines with partners across from each other. Typically, over the course of a dance, the odd numbered couples will progress down the line and even numbered ones will progress up. This means that you will be shifting and changing partners a lot, but that every so often you will magically end up across from your partner again, only at a different place in the line. Some dances change this up, but they all have some sort of periodic progression.

My first dance had 25 couples or so in attendance. You are supposed to ask someone new to dance after each one finishes, so I ended up dancing with a lot of different people ranging from little girls to old ladies. It is funny how everyone has different styles. Sometimes you get people really into it who exaggerate movements and like to swing with a lot of force. Other people just want you to move along and be in the right place. Some, especially many of the older gals, tend to want to dance a little slower. It can be hard to read. I tend to try to be gentler with older people, but occasionally they will take a fast lead and I will realize they prefer to be more lively. It's fun to progress to the end of the night when people are more used to each other.

The second turned out to be weird even for the regulars. Only 3 couples showed up (plus one person who left early), so there were actually more people on stage than on the dance floor. The caller experimented with some dances designed for 6 or 7 people that she had never done before. We ended up working it out with her, step by step. Before the night was over I was speaking the contra lingo with reckless abandon. I was kind of amazed.

So now I am officially a fan. Last weekend was my third and most populated dance yet. One of my favorite parts was when the caller said "ok we're going to take a short break. After the break there will be a waltz, but in the meantime there are some eggs from Jim's farm up here if anyone wants to buy any." My second favorite part was when an old lady told me I was really good for a beginner.

milk and beans

I am definitely cheating at blogging by making a tiny post, but I have way to much work to be doing right now. If I were to add a little smiley here it would be the opposite of smiley.

Someone spilled some milk in the break room yesterday and it totally looked like a seahorse. Thanks, cell phone camera!


Recently they made coffee in the break room $0.50 instead of free, so I have gone back to my french press. My favorite part of the french press is at the end of the filtering process where the plunger stops and all the little coffee grounds sink to the bottom. It's like a coffee snow globe.

it's been awhile

I've been out of commission for a long time crunching on a project publication deadline and haven't had the time to really make time for anything else. We're talking 100-hour weeks full of stress and daily crises. Luckily, I was able to finish some stuff and take a week off for Christmas to see my family. I had been on the phone regularly with my folks, receiving the parental encouragement that kept me alive for most of November and December. It was nice to finally be able to spend some time with them, my brothers, and other relatives. Now it's back to work in crunch mode until January 20th.

Sorry for not having posted anything in the last couple of months or so. Here is a collection of small things I have noticed or thought about recently:

-My fortune cookie from takeout last night had no fortune in it. Unnerving!

-The other day it was drizzly, and on the way to grab dinner I saw a young woman holding her umbrella with two hands tucked close to her body to stay warm. It was cute.

-Using good bread with some substance to it humiliates any sandwich made with commercial pre-sliced bread.

-Akira Kurosawa's Ran is boring and spectacular all at the same time. It is funny how when something dramatic happens, they cut away from a character and then cut back to the character wearing ghastly pale makeup. At some point I want to gather data on the percentage of spoken lines in Kurosawa films delivered in earnest. I am guessing that it is in the top quartile.

-I require music like sustinence.

-Sleep is greatly affected by mental state. Mental state is greatly affected by sleep. It follows that insanity is easily achieved by modifying either.