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Burning the future

I came home tonight to powwow with the parentals about recent current events and enjoy a meal I didn’t have to prepare myself. We ended up watching a documentary called Burning the Future: Coal In America. My dad had recorded it for me because he knows I like to shoot the shit about industrial excess and the energy apocalypse. I had already read a news story here or there about mountain top mining, so I agreed to keep eye on the program while attending to other things. As it turns out, those other things did not get attended to. The program was absolutely riveting.

The documentary studies the effects on the relatively new practice of mountain top mining on communities in West Virginia. It’s not a one-sided treehugger lovefest. But it’s not very hard to give the impression of impartiality–reality has a very anti-coal bias. If you did nothing more than show silent footage of before and after scenes of West Virginia 50 years ago and West Virginia now, that alone would play like a requiem of staggering loss.

The ironic upshot of watching this is that traditional mining methods end up looking like a non-invasive paragons of sustainable living–at least comparatively speaking. The truth is that mining was always ecologically and socially damaging. But now through the miracle of technology, coal mining has gone from merely damaging to utterly devastating. They invented bigger and better ways to extract more coal faster, and that bigger and better way is to bulldoze the whole mountain from the top down. What’s left at the site and in surrounding valleys is a humongous pile of rubble, burying all life that was there before.

Like all good documentaries though, the focus is on the stories of the people immediately affected. I thought the most moving scene was an interview with a local who poured a glass of tap water that was a brown-black viscous mess. He lives right on a stream, but is forced to drink and use this toxic water because he cannot afford to buy it imported. The ground water of the whole region is polluted by coal slurry runoff disposed of in nearby abandoned mines. The water analysis tests results said not only is the water unfit for drinking, it’s not safe to be touched. This man who has been drinking it for years and continues to do so has come to terms with the fact that he expects to die because of it, and is resigned to making arrangements for that occasion.

All I can think is that the people should sue the shit out of these coal companies. But when you think about it, everyone can claim damages, not just the people drinking toxic cocktails to their deaths. It’s not killing the rest of us — yet (see: global warming) — but there is another cost that is not being captured, and every human being has a stake. I can see it now, a class action lawsuit with 6.7 billion defendants worldwide. And hey, if we split it even, every one of us will a least get a buck.

Of course the international community cannot be moved to care about these complicated problems either. One of the heartwarming parts of the movie was the segment that followed these ordinary people taking time out of their ordinary responsibilities to organize. Community cohesion and grassroots activism in its finest incarnation. They were invited to present their case at the UN sustainable development committee. The feeling I get from the few scenes of how they were received brings to mind the phrase collateral damage. That their community and others will be violently smudged off the map through fatal poisoning and property flooding is considered a necessary and even trivial fact of providing coal-based electricity to the people lucky enough not to live next to the byproducts.

Another telling and memorable thing is that one of the coal propaganda videos said, triumphantly, “Clean coal can provide us with another 250 years of prosperity!” This wasn’t the point of the scene, but I just thought it so remarkable that the Appalachian mountains are being leveled, and the payoff that we’re supposed to be optimistic about is only 250 more years! That seems small to me, considering that human civilization has been going on for thousands of years. If you’re going to pull a nice round divisible-by-ten figure out of your ass like that, at least give us another 2500? Maybe they forgot a zero.

The proposition that 250 more years of electricity (give or take) is a tidy trade for converting several eastern states quite literally into total barren wastelands is deeply offensive to me. The coal industry likes to say, “well have you got a better idea?” They have a point. Renewable energy cannot replace the 50% of electricity that coal currently provides–it is physically impossible to scale that way, given the technology as it stands today. But there is a better idea; it’s just not very popular. It comes down to my two B’s: stop buying and stop breeding. Some people get very offended when I say these things. Good, be offended–those uncomfy feelings will help prepare you for the real uncomfortable work of moving towards sustainable living. In short, get used to disappointment!

Favorite movies of 2007

I’m not going to lie to you, I didn’t see many new movies in ‘07. But of the ones that I did see, I chose very wisely.

#1: King of Kong: A Fistful of Quarters

king of kong

Hands down favorite of ‘07 and maybe the decade so far. Yes, this is a documentary about classic video games, and I love gamer culture, so clearly it was made for me. But wait just a minute! The appeal of this movie stretches way beyond the niche community it portrays. It is smart, cleverly edited, full of drama and narrative arc, and frequently hilarious. It shines a light on the very insular scene of aging arcade nerds, who are already intrinsically one of the most quirky, interesting bunch of characters a filmmaker could hope to record. But on top of that rich foundation, they manage to build a solid storyline, filled with so much wit and charm as to seem scripted, and concluding with a climax that actually made me hold my breath.

The story is about a schoolteacher who loses his job and decides to start training to challenge the 20 year-old world record for the top score of Donkey Kong. The filmmakers set this up as a rivalry between the schoolteacher, Steve Wiebe, and the record holder, Billy Mitchell, but they don’t have to do much work. You would not believe the level of intensity, intrigue, and dirty tricks plaguing this small community of classic gaming competitors. Honestly I expected Tonya Harding’s bf to pop out of the bushes and break Steve Wiebe’s wrists at some point! Billy and Steve epitomize the champion and underdog archetypes so wholly that you have to wonder if they aren’t deliberately exaggerating such characteristics at a subconscious level, in some sort of postmodern caricature-reality.

Favorite moments:

- When the non-contender nerd realizes Steve is about to exhaust the game’s physical memory, and excitedly runs around the arcade shouting: We’ve got a kill screen coming up people!! Kill screen, kill screen, OMG kill screen!!

- Steve’s 4 year old asking why he plays Donkey Kong, and the child remarking with total innocence that “some people ruin their lives for it”

- Billy’s famous abortion quote (can be seen at the end of the trailer)

The best thing about King of Kong is that even though you *know* it’s emotionally manipulative, you can’t help but give in and invest in these flawed, idiosyncratic people who are so deeply involved in their fringe little activities. It makes one want to pilgrimage to the Funspot Arcade just to shake hands with these big fish in their small pond. This movie is the definition of precious.

#2: Into the Wild

Into The Wild

In a film where the main character renounces money and abandons all material possessions, and especially coming from Sean Penn, you might expect it to be a heavy handed indictment of consumerism or other capitalism begotten -ism. I didn’t feel that that is what this film was about at all, or that the political subtext was in any way related to its appeal. It’s really just an adventure movie about the people met and relationships forged along the way, with the dramatic natural scenery and the tolerably annoying music of Eddie Vedder weaved in.

I was so pleased to see the academy give the nod to Hal Holbrook for that heartbreaking scene where he and the boy part. It was poignant and sincere, and so incredibly sad. It was a picture of the moment of an isolated retiree who had caught a glimpse of what it was like to feel a human connection again, having to say goodbye and trudge back to the stagnation and loneliness that plagues so many of our elderly. Of course they don’t have the monopoly on either stagnation or loneliness, or else it wouldn’t be such an affecting scene for all of us.

I think that what the boy in this movie did — cut all ties and embrace the freedom of wandering — has an appeal that most of us can relate to. Who hasn’t felt the impulse to abandon everything, leave current worries, and escape the oppressive weight of the Expected Path (school -> career -> marriage -> death). When you’re living in a society where you must request and schedule in advance time for you to be outside in the sun following your own whimsy, it’s confusing and absurd at a fundamental level. That feeling of bewilderment, followed by the liberation of action, is what this movie portrays, culminating in the ultimate freedom.

Everyone Is An Asshole

michael says:
People who use the word ’shoot’ in reference to sending emails are assholes. Shoot you an email? How about I just shoot you, you asshole.

That’s the latest post to my new favorite RSS feed: everyoneisanasshole.com. A more perfect funny has never been hatched.

To put my own personal stamp on this post, here are the asshole descriptions that currently or used to describe me:

1. people who use and send glittery graphics

2. technical people who humiliate non-technical people

3. retail hipster douchebags with pretty good taste in music

4. people in shared living situations who sing at the top of their lungs at 3am

5. people who email coworkers to nitpick their mistakes and CC their boss

6. little kids who tell other little kids santa isn’t real

7. students who finish the work faster than you can and leave early to prove it

I guess what I’m trying to say is that I am a septuple asshole. My assholetry is unimpeachable. If there were an asshole of the year award, and it hadn’t already been given to Alberto Gonzales, I’d be a shoo-in.

I’ve decided to start an inspirational list of my favorite assholes from TV and film. I’m sure I will think of many more the second after I click post.

Garfield
Q on Star Trek
Dr. Cox on Scrubs
Jay Lovitz on The Critic
Stephen Colbert on Strangers With Candy
Larry David on Curb Your Enthusiasm
Tommy Lee Jones in Cobb
Alec Baldwin in Glengarry Glen Ross
Christopher Walken in Batman Returns
Bette Midler in Big Business
Meryl Streep in The Devil Wears Prada
Equal parts Christina Ricci and Joan Cusak in Addams Family Values

I’m a sucker for a skillful cut-down. Keep firing, assholes!