by Sam Juliano
This is the first post in a brand new weekly column here at WitD that aims at getting readers to talk about what they’ve seen during the previous week, what they’ve listened to, what they might have seen on stage or in concert, or even what they may have watched on DVD or listened to on CD. This post is also open to ‘anything’ that one wants to talk about, and that includes DVD announcements, politics or recent passings, like Michael Jackson’s which is sure to be brought up here. This post is meant to stimulate discussion, and each new submission may well bring talk in one direction for a good part of the thread. Finally, as I often see 2 to 5 films theatrically every week, in addition to some plays and concerts in the mix often enough, I simply am unable to review everything, and feel this is my way to attain accountibility and allow for some discussion and sharing. I will often use a picture from one of my events to go with this thread, but this week it’s Michael Jackson.
My own week ended on an excrutiatingly sad note with this terrible news about Michael Jackson, and despite rational pleas to scale back from fellow WitD colleagues Allan Fish and Tony d’Ambra, it’s just my nature to react this way. As our good friend Movie Man has rightly asserted, Jackson’s death for all of us who grew up with his music have “lost something.” His bizarre antics of recent years for me have done little to taint his iconic status, and hearing his music over the weekend brought tears.
I saw two films this week, Food Inc., and Moon. I saw Moon first on Thursday night, and found this science-fiction opus as heavily cliched, tedious and redundant. Only Clint Mansell’s score survived the debacle, although I can’t really say that Sam Rockwell isn’t up to the task. The documentary, Food Inc., makes the contention that just about everything we eat is made directly (or indirectly) from corn. It also makes the stomach-churning assertion that a humburger we eat may come from 8 different cows. Lovely. It also reveals that there are presently only 13 slaughterhouses in the US, and that the food industry has a stranglehold on everything produced and eaten. Really nothing we don’t already know, but reasonably well presented.
Moon ** (Landmark)
Food Inc. *** 1/2 (Montclair Claridge)
I saw two stage works this week: Delroy Lindo in The Things of Dry Hours at the Theatre Project on 4th Street off 2nd Avenue, and The Little Foxes, a classic play by Lillian Hellman, presnted by the prestigious New Jersey Shakespeare Society on the lovely Drew University campus. The Lindo play boasted some strong acting by the star and the reast of the cast, but it was extremely dull and forgettable, rarely more than verbal histrionics all to little resonance. The Little Foxes, on the other hand, was an exquisite production, with wonderful sets, fine use of entrance and exit portals and outstanding performances. With this play it practically “can’t miss.”
I also finished Rivette’s Out 1 on DVD. I wish I could say I liked it as much as Movie Man and Allan, but I’ve leave the possibility of discussion here.
So what would you like to discuss?