Saturday, September 20, 2003

come when you need some . you're a pusher

today has been nice. i sat around for most of the afternoon, and helped mom "clean" a little bit. got brandon's cds in the mail FINALLLY (haven't listened to any yet, though, because they all seem way to exciting). called up brock, logically. it was actually just to tell him that i wasn't going to be allowed to go out tonight, because my hoarse throat qualifies as sick to mother. that was too bad because brock and i had planned on going to the copper possum show at neil's tonight to support tim from my latin class. that was sad. but of course brock and i ended up talking for forever on the phone, because that's what we do. in the end, he decided to just come visit me. ("i love living at your house!!") since seeing a good movie does NOT count as going out, mom allowed brock and i to see american splendor, which was quite good. brock discovered for the first time that the armrest in between movie theatre seats goes up, so we got to hold hands for the last half of the movie, which was really nice. i love the boy.
we came home and started watching my dinner with andre. i probably really wasn't in the mood for it, especially after just seeing a completely opposite kind of movie -- very involved, featuring lots of different techniques and strategies of storytelling. my dinner with andre is just very straightforward -- two guys sitting at a dinner table for the entire movie. you could just listen to that movie and it would make perfect sense. i didn't like that at all. i'm too interested in film for that. i got bored with the non-shots and the non-cinematography. it wasn't even anti-cinematography. it was just like "fuck that, i'm above that" not like "fuck that, i'm a movie." i don't know. so i didn't get too into it. there were a few things they said that were really interesting, but a lot of it was stuff i didn't care to hear about it. and i didn't wholly agree with either andre or wally. i know this makes no sense to those of you who haven't seen the movie. oh well. i don't recommend. i'll have to see it again when i care.

listening to: throwing muses - flying

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