A late delivery but well hung and only favorites from the likes of Radiohead, DJ Danger Mouse, RJD2, Hercules & Love Affair, Dinosaur Jr, Nicolas Jaar, Delta5, Jamie Woon, Gil Scott Heron & Jamie XX, Rhythm & Sound, Lootpack and DJ Shadow.
I did not like Lykke Li’s new album at first listen; I was still attached to Youth Novels, that’s why. The melodramatic tunes plus the rebellious youth vibe in that previous album was the Lykke Li that I’ve grown used to. However, I think she found her true sound in this one…and it is rapidly growing on me.
I am loving her new look/packaging as well. Very Sweden. Except, maybe, for that Get Somevideo. Why do I see a resemblance to Lady Gaga?!
I was rooting for Michelle Willams to win Best Actress.
However, as most predicted, Natalie Portman won the award for Black Swan. I watched the film and yes, I do praise Portman for her performance. I must say that the disturbed, insecure, paranoid and extremely perfectionist Nina is quite a character — must have been an effort to embody, and yet Portman pulled it off excellently. She also gained my admiration and respect for the fact that she rigorously trained and prepared for that role for a year. Now THAT, is total commitment.
However, I felt like all the grandiose elements in the movie collectively aided Natalie Portman in her portrayal of Nina’s character, and in turn, elevated the perception of the public of her performance. Look: the film itself had a unique and interesting concept/theme (one that has not been done as much before); it had beautiful art direction, luxurious costumes, popular designers (Mulleavy sisters) and top-of-the-line choreography/ers; and it had the talented Darren Aronofsky as a director. What could possibly go wrong, right? All of these over-hyped Natalie Portman as well, and made her performance appear better than it really was.
I watched Blue Valentine last night, and I will strongly say that Michelle WIlliams delivered a more Oscar-worthy performance. First, Williams showed such a range of emotions as she portrayed different facets of her character, Cindy Heller, as opposed to Natalie Portman who acted only one side of Nina, the ballerina: the insecure, delusional and obsessive side. Watch Black Swan again, and you’ll notice that there was only one expression on Portman’s face all throughout the movie. On the other hand, Williams dynamically portrayed both the younger, carefree, charming/charismatic Cindy Heller AND the older, tired, and grown-out-of-love Cindy Heller with such amazing contrast that I really saw the difference and the change in the character. Second, there was nothing fancy about the movie: Williams had minimal make-up, and there were no designer clothes, nor any awe-inducing cinematic effects; what I saw was just plain Michelle Williams and her poignant portrayal of the character, and nothing else. She was real and believable, and her performance was truly memorable (I mean, who would ever forget that song number + tap dance?!). For all of these, she should have won that Best Actress Award.
Watch the film, and you’ll definitely see what I mean.
I tend to be late on churning out these opinion/reflection pieces because I also tend to watch movies late — usually once their hype is over. I do this partly because I have school (yes, thaaat inevitable excuse), and also because watching it months (or even years!) after its release somewhat gives me permission to eschew reviews and critics’ opinions, and just have an uninfluenced opinion of it.
My heart is still aching as I write this piece, as I have just finished Mark Romanek’s Never Let Me Go. Watching this film was incredibly painful; I was clutching my right wrist with my left hand so hard whilst hugging a fluffy pillow, as if I was watching a thriller movie. Was this position my defense mechanism from the pain? From the inevitable sad ending of the movie? Or from the hurt caused by Kathy H.’s (Carey Mulligan) repressed love for Tommy D. (Andrew Garfield) [*heart melts*]? Well, it probably was from all of that.
I don’t exactly know what this movie is all about: is it about love? Is it a question of ethics? Or does it simply aim to highlight the fleeting/ephemeral nature of life? So many questions, but I’ve no answers, and no well-formed opinions…Just teary eyes, and a broken heart.
This is probably the most amusing and original concept/content I have seen so far. Miss Moss takes recent fashion and street style images and juxtaposes them with images of Old Masters, vintage posters and fabrics, photographs from another era, and basically any image that she can find that mimics a similar colour palette as the first photo that she posted. It really is interesting. She either has an exceptional visual memory, or an exceptional knack (and luck) for google-ing images. Either way, I am thoroughly impressed.
The piece really captures the avant-garde and eccentric nature of Isabella Blow. Her aesthetic reminds me of a tamer, more modern Marchesa Casati, minus the occult-like factor. Isabella Blow was a woman who was always impeccably dressed ("My style icon is anyone who makes a bloody effort”); and she always wore her trademark overtly decorative hats, that at times obscured half of her face. Her great “eye”, her undeniable creativity, infinite passion/support for fashion, the arts and culture, and her good heart was truly admirable. Read a wonderful snapshot portrait of her life (written by Amy Larocca, published by NY Magazine) of her here.
THE SAD HATTER Isabella Blow, discoverer of Alexander McQueen and Philip Treacy (and — let me intrude — Stella Tennant), wearer of the extravagant, darling of the beau monde, loved fashion more than life. But by the end, even fashion couldn’t save her. By Amy Larocca, Published Jul 15, 2007.
Hats off to you, Ms Blow. You were one of the few true culture/taste-makers.