Blog: Date Archives

January 2008

Elsewhere, 1/31 (Post-Baby, Pre-Birthday Edition)

  • PopMatters reviews Cinematic Titanic: The Oozing Skull: This is outstanding stuff, the kind of rapid fire revelry that sends a satiric chill down your funny bone. While it’s hard to top the artistic triumph that was Mystery Science Theater 3000, what’s clear is that none of the former participants have lost an ounce of their wonderfully witty edge.
  • Also from PopMatters, a review of Groundhog Day: 15h Anniversary Edition. I saw this movie so many times in high school, and I still love it.
  • Christianity Today has posted their “10 Most Redeeming Films of 2007”: It’s interesting to note that six of our ten choices are all based on true stories. Maybe that just goes to show that some of the best redemptive stories—at least the ones that move us the most—are those that are really true.
  • The new Autechre album, Quaristice, is now available for download from Bleep. The MP3 release contains individual track artwork by The Designers Republic. There’s also a limited edition release that has a bonus CD and comes in a Designers Republic styled, photo-etched, 0.4mm steel slipcase with foil blocked inner gatefold wallet.
  • Sean Sperte offers up a nice introduction to my favorite CMS, ExpressionEngine.
  • Also on the ExpressionEngine tip, Khoi Vinh is porting Subtraction over to EE and has posted some initial thoughts: Compared to what I’m accustomed to, ExpressionEngine is quite elegant. And fast. It’s also a lot of fun. Why didn’t I do this sooner?
  • The latest Twitch-O-Meter lists “five of the best-packaged DVD releases ever”.
  • Eric Meyer has given his ultra-useful “reset.css” stylesheet, which allows you to remove all default browser styling and start over from scratch, a reset of its own.

Simon

Simon

Here he is, six weeks early and yet, still right on time. More photos here.


Sun Kil Moon is coming in “April”

I have to confess that I’m not as big a fan of Red House Painters as I perhaps should be, given my other musical predilections (though I do think that “Katy Song” is one of the great “sad bastard” songs of all time). I am, however, a huge fan of Sun Kil Moon, Mark Kozelek’s post-RHP project.

I picked up 2003’s Ghosts of the Great Highway (read my review) on a whim several years ago, and was not disappointed: it’s a magnificent and elegant album, full of lovely songs that positively ache with longing, melancholy, and nostalgia.

And so I’m very excited that Sun Kil Moon has a new album coming out on April 1, entitled, appropriately enough, April. The album has eleven songs, along with a bonus disc containing alternate versions of four album tracks. You can listen to one of the songs, “Moorestown”, on the Caldo Verde Records website. Click on the April sleeve art, then scroll down and click on the “Listen” link. It’ll be well worth the effort: “Moorestown” is an absolutely lovely track.


“God in the White House”: The new book from Randall Balmer

Randall Balmer

I was listening to the last half of NPR’s “Fresh Air” last night when I noticed that the person being interviewed sounded very familiar. Or at least, what he was saying sounded very familiar, as if I’d read those thoughts before. Turns out, the interviewee was Randall Balmer, who was talking about his new book, God in the White House: A History.

I’ve been a fan of Balmer’s ever since I read Mine Eyes Have Seen The Glory, and his last book, Thy Kingdom Come, was equally fascinating (read my review). So when I found out that Balmer has a new book coming out, I was instantly intrigued.

Actually, I would’ve been intrigued even if I hadn’t read his earlier books. Balmer is a circumspect speaker, and like his books, his interview is full of wisdom and depth (which shouldn’t be surprising, seeing as how he’s a professor of American religious history, an Episcopal priest, and an editor-at-large of Christianity Today).

Here’s the synopsis for God in the White House:

How did we go from John F. Kennedy declaring that religion should play no role in the elections to Bush saying, “I believe that God wants me to be president”?

Historian Randall Balmer takes us on a tour of presidential religiosity in the last half of the twentieth century—from Kennedy’s 1960 speech that proposed an almost absolute wall between American political and religious life to the soft religiosity of Lyndon B. Johnson’s Great Society; from Richard Nixon’s manipulation of religion to fit his own needs to Gerald Ford’s quiet stoicism; from Jimmy Carter’s introduction of evangelicalism into the mainstream to Ronald Reagan’s co-option of the same group; from Bill Clinton’s covert way of turning religion into a non-issue to George W. Bush’s overt Christian messages, Balmer reveals the role religion has played in the personal and political lives of these American presidents.

Americans were once content to disregard religion as a criterion for voting, as in most of the modern presidential elections before Jimmy Carter. But today’s voters have come to expect candidates to fully disclose their religious views and to deeply illustrate their personal relationship to the Almighty. God in the White House explores the paradox of Americans’ expectation that presidents should simultaneously trumpet their religious views and relationship to God while supporting the separation of church and state. Balmer tells the story of the politicization of religion in the last half of the twentieth century, as well as the “religionization” of our politics. He reflects on the implications of this shift, which have reverberated in both our religious and political worlds, and offers a new lens through which to see not only these extraordinary individuals, but also our current political situation.

 

Click here to read an excerpt from God in the White House on the NPR website, and find a link to listen to the entire interview.


The Mass Effect “Controversy”

The Mass Effect 'Controversy'

On January 21, Cooper Lawrence appeared on a Fox News segment about Mass Effect, where she decried its sexual content and objectification of women.

Now, anyone who has spent any time actually playing Mass Effect would immediately realize how preposterous those claims are. Yes, Mass Effect does contain some sexual content, but it’s absolutely wrong to characterize it as “pornography” or as the focus of the game. Indeed, it’s entirely possible to sidestep that content altogether, depending upon how you play Mass Effect and what choices you make throughout its 20-30 hours of gameplay. (And let’s not forget the moral weight that Mass Effect puts on your choices, be they romantic or otherwise.)

However, as Lawrence even admits in the segment, she never actually played Mass Effect. In fact, according to the New York Times, she was basing her statements on what someone else had told her:

In an interview on Friday, Ms. Lawrence said that since the controversy over her remarks erupted she had watched someone play the game for about two and a half hours. “I recognize that I misspoke,” she said. “I really regret saying that, and now that I’ve seen the game and seen the sex scenes it’s kind of a joke.

“Before the show I had asked somebody about what they had heard, and they had said it’s like pornography,” she added. “But it’s not like pornography. I’ve seen episodes of ‘Lost’ that are more sexually explicit.”

And there you have it. You can read the full article here, which also includes more info about the gamer backlash against Lawrence’s claims. (Registration might be required.)

I find this “controversy” entirely predictable, and sadly so. Here we have a news program bringing on a “pundit” who knows absolutely nothing about what they’re talking about beyond some hearsay, and it’s foisted on the public as a serious and reasonable debate—which lasts all of 5 minutes or so.

This might make for good soundbites and clever promos (I especially liked the “‘Se’Xbox” headline in the Fox News spot), but ultimately, it’s nothing more than disinformation and deception.

Should there be a frank and respectful discussion about sex, nudity, violence, etc., in video games, and the effects that they might have on children (and adults for that matter)? A discussion about the concerns parents might have, and the steps that they can take to protect their children from such things should they want to? Absolutely. But Fox News and Cooper Lawrence have given us all a perfect example of how to derail and undermine that kind of discussion and prevent it from ever happening.


Elsewhere, 1/27

  • I hope that The Ross brings 4 Months, 3 Weeks, and 2 Days—which won the Palme D’Or at the 2007 Cannes festival—to Lincoln soon, and here are two reasons why.
  • Brett McCracken reviews Cloverfield: Cloverfield packs a wallop, in part because it takes our media-obsessed curiosity and slaps it in our face. We are increasingly prone to gawk, to see what the fuss is about, to be ‘in on’ whatever gruesome or unlikely anomaly is out there to be recorded. This is why Cloverfield‘s cryptic ‘what is this about’ marketing campaign worked so well. We have to know. We have to look. We must be a witness. People will want to see how it all went down… It’s entertainment.
  • EA responds to that piss-poor Fox News piece on Mass Effect—which you can watch here (just try to keep your lunch down). Not surprisingly, things are at a bit of an impasse.
  • Speaking of video games, I have a feeling that Star Wars: Force Unleashed is going to be the game of 2008—if these videos are any indication, that is.
  • Watch the English-subtitled trailer for The Girl Who Leapt Through Time, courtesy of IGN.
  • TUAW gives a sneak peek of Delicious Library 2.

Writ On Water’s “Dead Give Away”

As I mentioned in an earlier post, it’s been over seven years since we’ve heard anything new from Writ On Water. But listening to “Dead Give Away”, a new track that was just uploaded to the band’s MySpace page, it’s like those years never happened; it’s 2000 all over again, and in a good way.

“Dead Give Away” has everything you might want from a Writ On Water track: lush, 4AD-esque atmospherics, breathy vocals, sad and wintry melodies, etc. All in all, not a bad teaser for A Wingless King, the band’s new full-length, which will be released next month, and will set off a flurry of Writ On Water-related activity throughout the remainder of 2008.


Elsewhere, 1/22

Heath Ledger

  • Heath Ledger was found dead in his apartment, possibly due to a drug overdose. He was 28 years old. Rest in peace. Cinematical and GreenCine Daily have begun posting retrospectives.
  • The 2008 Oscar nominations have been announced. Personally, I hope No Country For Old Men, Ratatouille, and There Will Be Blood (even though it hasn’t come to Lincoln yet) clean house.
  • PopMatters reviews Eric Matthews’ The Imagination Stage: Matthews is an unusual figure in contemporary music, conservatory-trained but versed in 1960s and 1970s pop and film music, a solo composer and arranger who is nonetheless committed to live, organic sounds. Though it was created alone, The Imagination Stage is by no means a bedroom recording; it contains all the expansive possibilities of the studio, combined with the eccentric personal vision of the home-recording artist. The Imagination Stage will be released by Empyrean Records on 1/22/08.
  • Portishead Announce First Tour in Forever. Of course, all of the dates are on the other side of the Atlantic.
  • The Library of Congress just released over 3000 vintage photos onto Flickr. More info here. Via
  • Has Internet Explorer Just Shot Itself in the Foot?: No matter what great leaps forward the Internet Explorer team make from now on, the majority of developers won’t use them and the majority of users won’t see them. By doing this the Internet Explorer team may have created their own backwater, shot themselves in the foot and left themselves for dead. If this comes to pass, it couldn’t have happened to a more deserving browser.

The Inconsolable Secret

C.S. Lewis, The Weight Of Glory:

In speaking of this desire for our own faroff country, which we find in ourselves even now, I feel a certain shyness. I am almost committing an indecency. I am trying to rip open the inconsolable secret in each one of you—the secret which hurts so much that you take your revenge on it by calling it names like Nostalgia and Romanticism and Adolescence; the secret also which pierces with such sweetness that when, in very intimate conversation, the mention of it becomes imminent, we grow awkward and affect to laugh at ourselves; the secret we cannot hide and cannot tell, though we desire to do both. We cannot tell it because it is a desire for something that has never actually appeared in our experience. We cannot hide it because our experience is constantly suggesting it, and we betray ourselves like lovers at the mention of a name. Our commonest expedient is to call it beauty and behave as if that had settled the matter. Wordsworth’s expedient was to identify it with certain moments in his own past. But all this is a cheat. If Wordsworth had gone back to those moments in the past, he would not have found the thing itself, but only the reminder of it; what he remembered would turn out to be itself a remembering. The books or the music in which we thought the beauty was located will betray us if we trust to them; it was not in them, it only came through them, and what came through them was longing. These things—the beauty, the memory of our own past—are good images of what we really desire; but if they are mistaken for the thing itself they turn into dumb idols, breaking the hearts of their worshippers. For they are not the thing itself; they are only the scent of a flower we have not found, the echo of a tune we have not heard, news from a country we have never yet visited.


Not Such A Bad Way To Start The Day

One of the great things about being cooped up in a Catholic hospital is that there are little spiritual “flourishes” all over the place. There are “prayer walls” in which you can stick little pieces of paper containing prayer reqests. A pastoral staff makes the rounds, offering prayer and consolation (and even a harpist) if and when asked for. There are even cross-stitched angels hanging on the walls, which despite looking a little cheesy and Cracker Barrel-esque, are comforting in their own way.

And of course, there’s a liturgy here. Every time a baby is born, they play a little lullaby over the PA to announce the arrival. Like all rituals, it’s easy to overlook or, at worst, see as somewhat irritating. But on those rare moments when you actually take some time to ponder its meaning—such as when you’re walking to the car in the morning to get some clean clothes for your wife—it can transform your outlook.

Suddenly, the whole world, which earlier seemed dull and dreary because of your situation, is full of wonder, hope, and possibility. And so you say a quick prayer for the little one, that their new surroundings won’t seem as scary as their old surroundings, and for the new parents, that they’ll have wisdom, courage, and grace aplenty. And you should probably say a prayer for yourself as well, that you can make it through at least this single day with some shred of hope intact.