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Jean Baudrillard and Captain America died a day apart; only one of them will be back
Didn't think much of last night's Life on Mars - it annoys me that after gradually building a tense but respectful working relationship between Sam and Gene in the first series, we now seem to be going by sitcom logic where they're back to being stuck in an unchanging loop of exasperation with each other. I also found it deeply distracting that two key characters were called Patrick O'Brian and Frank Miller.
As powerful a mind as Milan Kundera's is still prepared to go along with the lazy consensus that Tristram Shandy is "inadaptable", a theory happily disproved by A Cock And Bull Story. This was one where I waited for the DVD because I knew I'd want to explore the extra layers the format does so well (I'm expecting the commentary to be a gem); so far I've only seen the film itself, but it's perfect. All you need to do to adapt Tristram Shandy is make a film as chaotic, sprawling, human, self-indulgent and apparently undisciplined (but magnificently nuanced) as the book itself, one which wanders off and loses the book just as the book loses Tristram. And it helps that the cast is packed past the point of sense with top talent. I don't just mean the marquee names like Steve Coogan, Rob Brydon, Dylan Moran and Stephen Fry (magnificent though they all are); even minor roles are played by the Tory MP from The Thick Of It, Errol from 15 Storeys High, Ian Hart, James Fleet and the like.
"A man accused of a stealing underwear from a shop in a knifepoint raid believed he was a female elf at the time, Belfast Crown Court has heard." Fair enough, but of all the games to take over your life and corrode your reason - Shadowrun? Meanwhile, South Korea moves towards the real world implementation of Laws of Robotics, though since they seem to be proposing the pre-emptive prohibition of sexual human/robot relationships, it's a terrible start.
Listening to the new Arcade Fire album (streamed on nme.com for those of us unsure about buying it), I think I'm one of the moderates. Some of the early mutterings that they'd totally lost it are unfair, but it's certainly lacking in the electric 'What is this? It's awesome!' that I instantly got from Funeral. I suppose it's always hard to keep going at such an exalted level after you've hit with a debut that good - and even if you manage it on the second album, that'll only make the crash with the third that much worse; just ask Mike Skinner.
edit: Damn, I think I'm coming to the same conclusion about the second LCD Soundsystem, and I've heard nothing but good things about that one so was really looking forward to it. Still, hurrah for the brave new world where we can discover these things, legally, without paying a penny.
Would have very much liked to catch![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
myfirstkitchen and Nemo at Tesco Disco tonight, or maybe Jason Webley again, but realistically I was never going anywhere except my bed.
As powerful a mind as Milan Kundera's is still prepared to go along with the lazy consensus that Tristram Shandy is "inadaptable", a theory happily disproved by A Cock And Bull Story. This was one where I waited for the DVD because I knew I'd want to explore the extra layers the format does so well (I'm expecting the commentary to be a gem); so far I've only seen the film itself, but it's perfect. All you need to do to adapt Tristram Shandy is make a film as chaotic, sprawling, human, self-indulgent and apparently undisciplined (but magnificently nuanced) as the book itself, one which wanders off and loses the book just as the book loses Tristram. And it helps that the cast is packed past the point of sense with top talent. I don't just mean the marquee names like Steve Coogan, Rob Brydon, Dylan Moran and Stephen Fry (magnificent though they all are); even minor roles are played by the Tory MP from The Thick Of It, Errol from 15 Storeys High, Ian Hart, James Fleet and the like.
"A man accused of a stealing underwear from a shop in a knifepoint raid believed he was a female elf at the time, Belfast Crown Court has heard." Fair enough, but of all the games to take over your life and corrode your reason - Shadowrun? Meanwhile, South Korea moves towards the real world implementation of Laws of Robotics, though since they seem to be proposing the pre-emptive prohibition of sexual human/robot relationships, it's a terrible start.
Listening to the new Arcade Fire album (streamed on nme.com for those of us unsure about buying it), I think I'm one of the moderates. Some of the early mutterings that they'd totally lost it are unfair, but it's certainly lacking in the electric 'What is this? It's awesome!' that I instantly got from Funeral. I suppose it's always hard to keep going at such an exalted level after you've hit with a debut that good - and even if you manage it on the second album, that'll only make the crash with the third that much worse; just ask Mike Skinner.
edit: Damn, I think I'm coming to the same conclusion about the second LCD Soundsystem, and I've heard nothing but good things about that one so was really looking forward to it. Still, hurrah for the brave new world where we can discover these things, legally, without paying a penny.
Would have very much liked to catch
myfirstkitchen and Nemo at Tesco Disco tonight, or maybe Jason Webley again, but realistically I was never going anywhere except my bed.