Can I just give a shout out to Netflix?  What a brilliant idea. 

I am going to review some of my favorite films I have recently watched.  I doubt I would ever see the majority of these without Netflix, so I am thankful. 

I will not be giving bad reviews of films.  I’m just not that cranky right now.  I may, however, go on a rant about Buck Rogers at some point in the future because that shit is weak.  I…hate…it.

Now onto the meat of this post.  Imma list my top favorite films thus far.  All of these films are in the Instant Watch section, so please enjoy. 

1) GREY GARDENS (1975)

Honestly, this documentary was wonderful.  My favorite by far.  In summary, it is a piece about an aging women (Edith) and her daughter (Little Edie) who are living in a deteriorating mansion in the Hamptons.  They are the aunt and cousin of Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis and the two are STRAIGHT WYLIN’.  S-T-A-U-N-C-H women, they are.

2) BABIES (2010)

So cute I wanted to puke.  The film follows four babies from Mongolia, Namibia, Tokyo, and San Francisco during their first year of life.  Cute overload.  There was no social critique of the social/economic/geographic situations and I appreciated that.  There obviously could have been some…but I doubt that was the point.  The filmmakers did a great job on simply showing how in the first year of life, a human baby acclimates to their environment.  I wanted to eat the Bayar (Mongolia) because he was SO FUNNY.

3) FRIDA (2002)

Salma Hayek is perfect.  The film is so beautiful and gives such an intense perpective on the life of Frida Kahlo.   I claim ignorance on knowing very little about Frida before seeing this, so I have no clue about how true-to-life this particular portrayal is.  The movie is sexy, colorful, and raw.  I promise that you’ll become a fan.

4) VALHALLA RISING (2009)

Like the strong, silent, one-eyed type?  This is the movie for you!  I was reluctantly talked into watching this by a lover of Nordic folklore.  I WONDER WHO THAT WOULD BE.  Anyway, we quickly reversed roles and I was SooOooo into the movie while my partner became really disturbed by all the gore and wanted to play tonsil hockey instead.  I did not expect to enjoy this movie as much as I did.   Graphic violence, little clue to a story line, and almost non-existent dialogue from the protagonist.  The film soon shifts to an anti-imperial, anti-colonial, anti-religion direction. Visually captivating.  All-around powerful.  I don’t want to give too much away, but this movie definitely blew me away.

One Eye (that is literally his name…for obvious reasons) is way hott.

5) JOHN WATERS: THIS FILTHY WORLD (2006)

John Waters fan?  Does he make your stomach feel weird?  Want to know if Divine really ate dog poop?  Then you should watch this.  The film is a one-man show where John Waters talks about his films and other aspects of his life.  I am not exactly a fan, since a significant amount of his work plays on my gag reflex…but I really did like this feature.  It is obvious his purpose is to create some filth in the world, and he surely delivers. 

I also have a major attraction towards him.  Sometimes things don’t totally make sense.  GO WITH THE FLO BRO.

6) KILLER AT LARGE: WHY OBESITY IS AMERICA’S GREATEST THREAT

Oh jeezy, what a doozy this was.  Very well done.  As most of us know, obesity is the pits.  The film directors tried to emphasize personal, as well as governmental responsibility.  I love the militant lunch lady who could have lost her job by simply feeding her students healthy food.  Working with teenagers, the food choices they’re given honestly get me more upset than most things.  Food is at the absolute center of life.   I can see how different people behave when they have a real meal as opposed to processed garbage.  No one can seriously know their worth when they are not fully nourished.  Rant over.  Watch this.

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Yesterday I posted about Eddie Vedder writing PRO-CHOICE on his arm in Pearl Jam’s 1992 Unplugged performance on MTV and the effect that had on some young people’s take on abortion. 

champagnecandy (the amazing Sarah Jaffe) wrote me to let me know that she had posted the video last month on her Tumblr.  Here it is.

At the 4:00 mark, Vedder is improvising lyrics and says, “I want to live, I want to choose” (everything he says in the 30 seconds or so before that moment are made up on the spot by Vedder - according to my partner, a Pearl Jam expert and, like champagnecandy, an unabashedly PJ-over-Nirvana fan). 

Enjoy!

champagnecandy:

I mean, you all totally remember this moment, right? 

(P.S. I always liked Eddie and Pearl Jam better than Kurt and Nirvana. Unfashionable opinion, but I don’t much care.) 

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So I realized that I am never going back to undergrad.  I get it, and I don’t mind.  But that sure makes me feel madd old. 

While driving a mini van full of junior high girls around tonight, the ‘Happy Days’ theme song came on the radio.  I thought about the celebrities I used to date in my dreams.  The following are some of those highlights.

Potsie.  In real life, known as the actor Anson Williams.  He was straight-up dreamy. Richie could just sit on it, Ralph was a little to red on top for even me, and the Fonz was too much to handle.  Potsie was like the Baby Bear to my Goldilocks.

Tony Petrarca.  Our local weatherman.  Omgz, I talked about him all of the time.  He came to my preschool once.  I made him a card with an umbrella on the front.  I hid in the cubby the entire time.  I remember the day my parents showed me his marriage announcement in the local paper.  I kept my cool but I was CRUSHED.

Here is a better view.

Mr. Petrarca.  Awful Big, Awful Good.  Props if you feel me.

LeVar Burton.  That voiceeeee.  Now in my reproductive stage of life, I want a bed time story more than ever.  And now that Reading Rainbow is over I think I’ve turned into a grumpy old lady that thinks that educational TV programming for kids is going down the tubes.  At least I get to follow him on Twitter.

Indiana Jones and/or Han Solo.  Trilogy babe.  I watched these movies constantly.  It was as if Harrison Ford was my hot uncle that I didn’t understand my feelings towards.  Well, Mr. Ford…I have a full grasp on that stuff now.  Call me.

Have any crushes that extended into adulthood?  Holler back.

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Watch: Kathleen Hanna Sings “Smells Like Teen Spirit” + “Rebel Girl”

Iconic punk/riot grrrl singer Kathleen Hanna, Beastie Boy Ad-Rock (her husband, Adam Horovitz, of course), and others performed at NYC’s Joe’s Pub earlier this week for the latest in the “Our Hit Parade” series, a string of concerts inspired by an old radio show that ran from the mid-1930s to late-’50s in which cast members would perform sketches based on popular songs.

For their performance, Hanna and friends adjusted the formula a bit by taking on the hits of the ’90s with Hanna reminiscing on her salad days hanging out with the likes of Kurt Cobain (she recounts the famous story of penning “Kurt Smells Like Teen Spirit” on his wall with a Sharpie while drunk, which, obviously, went on to inspire a certain song by the same name) before breaking into two different versions of said infamous grunge anthem — one lounge-y take and a distorted guitar-backed faithful version. Oh, and then they rock out to Bikini Kill’s “Rebel Girl” with Ad-Rock on the bass. Enjoy this completely awesome clip (note: parts are NSFW) above.

Kathleen Hanna, in all her awesome fucking glory.

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magnolius:

Janelle Monae’s video for “Cold War”. An homage to Sinead O’Connor.