06 July 2004
MOVIE: BEFORE SUNSET (2004).
A man and a woman run into each other for the first time since their original romantic encounter nine years ago. Remember the original Before Sunrise? Great conversation, oodles of sexual tension, the sense of loss at the end...this sequel, which Nik and me saw mostly just to find out what happens, don't got as much. The duo is older and more wary of life; Celine's still looking good, but Jesse's a bit more haggard all around, and even has the slightest hint of senior sex offender to his swagger. I think it's meant to indicate an awkward sort of eagerness, but it comes off wrong.
But anyhoo: it's very sober this time around. After all the catch-up talk, which goes on for far too long, the two reveal how they've been quietly betrayed by life for the last nine years, and director Linklater finally allows them to maybe, possibly resume the yearning they had for each other years before. It's an excellent flare-up of emotion, but too late, and not enough.
Not to say I didn't enjoy the movie. I did. Worth watching, yes. But not as good as the first. As in, it lacks the innocent passion of Before Sunrise. In doing so, it implies that dreariness inevitably comes with age, which is not only untrue but also betrays a fundamental cowardice hiding behind a false front of brutal honesty.
I mean, you didn't actually show up at the train station six months later, did you?
PHOTO DIARY.
 It worked for Little Caesars, you see.
 To remind Angeleans that the city is still infested with pesky walking-people.
04 July 2004
MOVIE: FAHRENHEIT 9/11 (2004).
Now watch this drive. Michael Moore documents how the Bushes, the Sauds, and the Bin Ladens took advantage of 9/11 to dramatically expand their business interests. It's all stuff I already know: how the White House flew the Saud & Bin Laden family out of the country just hours after the attacks; how the Iraqi war was unjustififed and unwarranted; how everyone but everyone has a huge stake in Iraq (which holds the #2 largest oil deposits in the world) and Afghanistan (which was key in developing a natural gas pipeline from the Caspian Sea).
Moore presents some powerful documentary moments, like horrifying images of charred bodies being carried away by truck in Baghdad just after the initial U.S. "shock & awe" strikes. Or a letter, written by a young soldier killed in Iraq, describing his confusion and anger at "George" for having sent him to a meaningless conflict. Or a speaker at a "Reconstructing Iraq" conference, who advises a group of blue-chip execs to "make connections now to get in on the action, which will be huge," and also, very plainly: "The best part is you don't have to worry about internal expenses, because the government will pay for all of it."
The depth of human ruthlessness speaks for itself here. As a result, Moore's movie can't be considered a great documentary because of anything he did -- compare his witty, passionate arguments in both Bowling for Columbine and the classic Roger & Me -- it stands as a great documentary simply because it places the anti-war, anti-Bush argument firmly on the record. It is, in the end, a document of evidence. There's not a whole lot of Moore here, which was an appropriate choice, given the sheer amount of facts one has to digest simply to understand Bush & Iraq's synergistic relationship.
What is still missing from the equation, in my mind, is Osama's motivation. Everyone else is in it for the money, and are willing to kill for it. That's clear. But Osama? Is he a McVeigh, but on a larger scale? Is he really just a crazed fundamentalist, plain and simple? Or, as I don my tin-foil hat, is he a Goldstein-esque puppet designed to foment and galvanize public opinion for the purposes of distraction? Or, retreating into my underground safe-room now, did the Bush administration engineer the 9/11 attacks?
I'm not saying Moore is at fault for not exploring this question. I don't think he knows. I don't think anyone will ever really know. And that drives me crazy for some reason. In the meantime, I'm just infinitely glad we have Moore to rake the muck for us.
Live in fear.
PHOTO DIARY.
 Last night we heard a steady boom-boom-boom echoing outside. So we went up to the rooftop to investigate, and lo: fireworks!
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 Well, what the hell else are you gonna talk about?
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 Josh is starting a web site called wheresET.com. It involves these little ET figurines.
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