I'm back, and to prove it I'm here.
So, today we had a gloriously glorious sunny day - beach weather really. Tonight, I went to the screening room I occasionally go to to see a movie (Kinsey). After the movie we're told there will be another surprise feature. But, I turned on the heater in the Jacuzzi before I left so that when I got back by ten I could go directly into it. So, I'm ready to leave and I open the door and it is pouring rain (and I mean POURING rain). So, I stayed and watched about eighty minutes of the surprise feature - eight minutes was all I could take of Beyond the Sea. It's one of the oddest movies I've ever sat through - so misbegotten on so many levels. Obviously, Mr. Spacey decided to do his film in a highly stylized fashion (go-go boots and hip-huggers) and it just defeats the story he's trying to tell. In every scene of the film you can figure out the "influence" - what movie he wants to emulate. Sometimes All that Jazz, sometimes Fellini, sometimes Young Girls of Rochefort and on and on. Well, you know what - give me The Jolson Story any day. I would have enjoyed seeing a straightforward biopic, but I guess that's not possible these days. Anyway, more in tomorrow's notes.