alexsarll: (magneto)
That line was when I knew Mad Men had got me. Until then, its vision of the ad men of sixties Madison Avenue had all been very nicely done and well-acted and period authentic and ultimately, so what? I've got Ashes to Ashes, I don't need Life on Mars without the time travel. I need more than period recreation, and in that line I knew I could get it here. And to then follow it up with something even better, with "You're born alone and you die alone, this world just drops a lot of rules on top of you to make you forget those facts"...I am, appropriately, sold.

Went to Kilburn last night for The Low Edges' last hurrah. Another name to be added to the rollcall of my own hypothetical version of 'Sweeping the Nation', another great band who never quite made it to fame and fortune, or even the level of momentum which sustains a band in their absence. They will not be missed by enough of us, but they will be missed; all the more so for having lighting which suited them so well last night, and for ending the end with their finest song, 'Carfax'.

I was never much of a Dungeons & Dragons fan myself - like many another originator of a genre, it was a flawed and clunky beast soon overtaken by the others which sprung up in its wake - but Gary Gygax's death still hit me in the much the same way I imagine Stan Lee's will; a chancer, and a glory hound, and in many ways not that much cop, but without what he enabled the world would be an even worse place. Which reminds me, there are plenty of entertaining obituaries of the flamboyant publisher Anthony Blond online, but oddly (given how thorough they normally are about putting everything online), the Guardian's isn't among them. This annoys me, because while it isn't as good as the Telegraph's it ended with a variant of one of my favourite phrases - "he added greatly to the gaiety of nations". Which set me wondering, aside from a very few genuine heroes of history, can any of us hope for a better epitaph?
alexsarll: (crest)
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] myfirstkitchen and Nemo at Tesco Disco tonight, or maybe Jason Webley again, but realistically I was never going anywhere except my bed.

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