SF and Calistoga

Wine tasting in Napa and walks in the city.  Dutch Henry Winery's barrel tasting was delicious.

Catching Up

It's been a crazy past year and a half.  Since September of 2012 I've had lots of adventures and a great deal of change- all for the good.  I've taken lots of photographs but they've all been downloaded to my hard drives without being sorted through, posted, and, in many, cases even looked at.  I'm starting to post my favorites from our various travels, starting with the our trip to the Dominican Republic.

HBO Documentary Film Manhunt Review

My next review over at The Stairs is of former war correspondent Greg Barker's HBO Documentary Film Manhunt about the search for Osama bin Laden.  Good film, must see, airs tomorrow (Wed., May 1, 2013) on HBO.

See the full review: http://thestairscwe.wordpress.com/2013/04/30/review-manhunt/

The Invisible War Review

Check out my review of the film The Invisible War over at The Stairs.  Shortlisted for an Oscar, this is a powerful film and an excellent example of film and media forcing political change. 

Read more here: http://thestairscwe.wordpress.com/2013/03/27/the-invisible-war/

New Blog: The Stairs

I'm not abandoning "from my POV" but I've started a new blog called "The Stairs" with some colleagues about being a young women in the film industry.  I'll be writing my film reviews over there from now on, but I'll still post photos, articles on media topics, and the occasional rant and rave over here.

Check our my latest post at "The Stairs" a profile of director/actress/writer Lena Dunham: http://thestairscwe.wordpress.com/2013/04/23/profile-lena-dunham-directoractresswriter/

Collected Images

Odilon Redon

"It is not an insult simply to not be privileged."

--Austin Cline

Kodak Portra Film + Canon AE-1

Link to buy 5 pack on Amazon

So I don't normally geek out about cameras, film, lenses, or any of that stuff on this blog.  I mostly stay focused on media consumption not production.  However, I wanted to do a post on Kodak Portra film because I have been using it lately with my mother's old Canon AE-1 with its 50 mm most likely stock lens and the results are just awesome.  I first received the camera from her to take with me to Paris for study abroad.  I didn't have a SLR camera of any kind and she had long since moved on to something better, so she lent me hers and she never got it back.  I love the ethereal quality of the images I get with it.  Even though I normally shoot on a DSLR now (film and developing are so expensive!), I bought a bunch of film in bulk on Amazon including some Ilford black and white film and this Kodak Portra 400 film.

As the name clearly indicates, it's meant for taking portraits because it has a fine grain and good skin tone reproduction, but I have found that the colors are gorgeous for landscapes, cityscapes, and just about anything.  Here's some of my results from some summer trips to Portland and Santa Barbara, straight from the film scan, no retouching.  I'll post more images from these trips in the coming weeks.

Collected Images: White

Jacob Sutton

Henri Cartier-Bresson

Antonio Carrillo López

NASA (public domain)

The Thousand Autumns of Jacob de Zoet

The Thousand Autumns of Jacob de Zoet

 While I have not yet read Cloud Atlas or seen the film, I definitely want to do both (in that order), because I have read David Mitchell’s novel The Thousand Autumns of Jacob de Zoet a while ago and it was excellent.  It’s the story of Jacob, a young Dutch clerk who, engaged to be married and in search of fortune to support his future bride, sets sail in the year 1799 with the Dutch East India Company for the trading outpost in Dejima, Japan.  During the Edo Period, in an effort to avoid the incursion of Western culture into Japan, as was occurring in neighboring China, the Japanese government refused to allow any Europeans to actually set foot on the empire’s soil.  As a concession to trade, a man-made island in Nagasaki Bay, connected to the city by a bridge, served as the Dutch trading outpost.  It was the only European trading outpost in all of Japan and the Dutch were fortunate enough to be the only Europeans allowed access.  It is against this backdrop of rigid restrictions that Jacob finds himself falling in love with a Japanese midwife, Orito, one of the few Japanese allowed on the island of Dejima.  Mitchell’s novel is intricate and detailed historical fiction, but it’s far from dry; the details enliven the story and transplant you to a time and place little explored.  I think one of my favorite aspects of the book was that I knew so little about this encounter between the Dutch and the Japanese and everything about the relationship is so constrained, it’s like you are waiting for something to explode.  The plot weaves forbidden romance, ninjas, sieges, humor, prophecy, secret mountain monasteries...  Enough I feel like the Peter Falk in “The Princess Bride” trying to persuade Fred Savage to listen to the the story.  Just read it already!  You will not be able to put it down.

A Thanksgiving Book Review: The Memory Palace by Mira Bartok

The Memory Palace: A Memoir

One summer evening on my drive home, I was tuned into Fresh Air and I heard Terry Gross interview the writer and artist Mira Bartok about her memoir called The Memory Palace. Mira’s mother had schizophrenia and eventually became homeless as Mira and her sister were unable to help her or care for her.  I promptly ordered the book and threw it into my beach bag for a nice day of laying out in the sun.  Sooo the wrong choice.  I mean it’s definitely not odd for me grab a book about mental illness or homelessness and think, “oh yeah, beach reading, that’ll be perfect.”  So it wasn’t really the topic, except that it was.  The Memory Palace is a really moving and personal account of Mira and her sister’s struggle to grow up with a mother with debilitating mental illness and the equally difficult process of dealing with the fact that they simply could not take care of her at risk of their own safety and sanity.  I was laying on my beach towel, tears streaming down my face reading this book.  It’s very well written and engaging, and while it is moving, it’s not saccharine or sentimental because it is Mira’s real experiences, not some imagined version of the story.  The memoir also delves into memory and how memories are formed, reconstructed and preserved as Mira experienced a traumatic brain injury in a car accident that severely damaged her short term memory.

I highly recommend it as an interesting read, and for another perspective on homelessness.  The travesty that is our mental health care system lets people slip through the cracks all the time.  The current presiding policy: Better to let ten mentally ill people became homeless (or worse, think Jared Lee Loughner or James Eagan Holmes) than take away the civil liberties of one person who is mentally competent.  The stigma that still overshadows all mental health care doesn’t help either.  However, all of this is somewhat besides the point this Thanksgiving Day. 

I know Thanksgiving is almost over and we (myself included) are about to go gorge ourselves again, this time our consumerist tendencies, but let's try to hang onto some of that Thanksgiving spirit as we arm wrestle over the last Tickle Me Elmo - oh wait that was 1996. Well, over whatever toy kids "have" to have this year.

Here's the parting thought from The Memory Palace to see you through Black Friday and through the holidays.  One thing Mira talks about in the book is that knowing her mother was out there on the street, but not knowing where she was, changed the way she viewed homeless people.  She found that she began to give some of the homeless people she encountered food or water, thinking, “I hope someone is doing this for my mother right now.”  That experience humanized the homeless for her.  A thought I have since tried to hang onto when I pass by a huddled figure on the sidewalk or in the park, though it is not easy and I still mostly fail.

Collected Images: Light

Sam Javanrouh

Jones Oliver

FFFF-ck ffffound!

I'm so tired of having to look at sexist, exploitative images on ffffound! Here's some inspiration images for you, from ffffound and elsewhere without the T and A and crotch shots.  Luckily, Pinterest is edging into the image collecting space, which obviously has a much different dynamic since it's so female dominated and doesn't allow nudity. Don't get me wrong, I'm not against tasteful nudity or an honest exploration of the human body, but that's not what is on fffound and its always women who are spread eagle or rearing tits heaven/lens-ward, and very occasionally men. I think I can hear the diehard fffound devotees now scoffing into their hipster mustaches about how cheesy and commercial or just plain ditzy they find Pinterest.  Not for people who are "serious" about art. And that's fine. The what is art conversation is a whole different ball of wax.  I would agree that for a certain guy posting endless "artsy" pictures of naked women may not seem too different from some women posting endless images of shoes and chocolate.  But shoes and chocolate actually are objects... whereas the naked women aren't.

 

The Skin I Live In (La piel que habito)

Antonio Banderas and co-star Elena Anaya

Spanish auteur Pedro Almodóvar's 2011 film has been in my dvd queue for a while and we finally got a chance to watch it this weekend.  It's often described as psychological thriller, but I'm not sure I would agree.  It doesn't have a lot of the pace psychological thrillers often have, so I would almost call it a psychologically probing but relatively bloodless horror film.  I'm not particularly a fan of the horror genre, and I wasn't particularly a fan of the the movie experience of The Skin I Live In, but it does offer good food for thought.

The film is the story of famous and tortured Spanish plastic surgeon Dr. Robert Ledgard (Antonio Banderas).  After his wife is burned to death in a car accident, he develops a replacement for human skin that is resistant to burns, insect bites, and injuries.  He conducts his experiments on a mysterious female patient that he holds prisoner in his private mansion/clinic with the help of his faithful servant Marilia.  The prisoner practices yoga, reads, and tears her clothing to shreds, but she does not seem likely to escape.  One day Marilia receives an unexpected visitor and events are set into motion that change the status quo.

I found this film highly repellent and the horror of it is still bouncing around in my brain.  My complaint is entirely with the content and not with Almodóvar's filmmaking, I think he delivered a good film for the most part.  There was one what I would call "convenient" moment towards the end that felt artificial, but for the most part, the script flows, the acting is excellent, the shots are beautiful and there is great attention to detail and visuals, from wardrobe to the paintings on the walls of the Dr. Ledgard's mansion.

As I was searching for photographs to illustrate my review, I was thinking how many strange and suggestive images I could include that might give hints as to the content of the film or entirely color someone's opinion about it.  The following things occur in the film and there are film stills of these moments floating around the internet: murder, rape, torture, plastic surgery, consentual sex, self-mutilation, and Carnivale.  While it includes all of these horrific things, it's not a flashy, gritty,  excessively violent, or highly experiential film.  There's not a lot of pounding music, it's a quiet, very well paced, and carefully plotted film.  The fact that Almodóvar really takes his time is probably what allows the horror of things to sneak up on and completely shock the viewer the most.

As I mentioned before, I do not like horror films particularly.  I think because this one succeeds very well at delicately exploring a horrifying subject matter, I simply did not enjoy watching it.  That does not mean that others should not watch it and it doesn't mean I'm not recommending you do.  If you enjoy psychological horror films, even without all the blood and guts, I think you would enjoy this film.  At the same time, if you want to be scared, this isn't really the film for you.  It's not frightening, things don't jump out at you.  It's just highly disturbing.  So proceed with caution is my advice.

Waiting for Lightning Official Trailer

I wanted to give an update for the feature documentary I produced Waiting for Lightning. 

Coming out in theaters December 7th! If you are in LA or NYC you can catch it December 6th. 

Check out the site for screening times: www.waitingforlightningthemovie.com

We Dream Together Teaser

See below for the teaser for our short film "We Dream Together," about a young woman who came to the United States as a child but has no legal immigration status. She is applying for the DACA, which would grant her regular status for two years, but the DREAM Act would offer a long term solution to young Americans like her. We are working hard to finish the film before the upcoming election.

We Dream Together 2013

This project is still in the works, but some of my friends and colleagues have banded together to help form the We Dream Together 2013 collective.  We are a group of Americans who want to do anything we can to help pass the Dream Act in the year 2013.  We are starting out with a campaign to help people understand the issue and to put them in the shoes of an undocumented young person trying to pursue an education and her American Dream.  We have launched our fledgling group with a Facebook page to help gather supporters and we posted our logo today, designed by Venti Hristova.  It's very exciting to be part of something that just spontaneously came together like this.  Can't wait to share our first clip with everyone.  Check out the page and our new logo: http://www.facebook.com/WeDreamTogether2013.

Shutter Island: Boston-related Film Review #2

Found this review in my drafts folder of my iPad and thought I'd add it to the collection.

It might be kind of a stretch, but I'm classing Shutter Island in my Boston film category because it takes place supposedly on an island in the Boston Harbor and because we recently received it on blu-ray from Netflix.  Location is the only thing it will have in common with the others which are mostly Affleck brothers creations.

Martin Scorsese's attempt to create a Kubrick-esque piece of mind-bending film fell a little flat for me.  In general, it was an entertaining film and I like the concept, but something wasn't quite right, despite an wonderful cast including Leonardo DiCaprio, Ben Kingsley.

The film begins with US Marshall Edward "Teddy" Daniels (DiCaprio) arriving on Shutter Island, a secure facility for the criminally insane, via ferry. His ostensible purpose, the investigation of the disappearance of a dangerous and delusional patient, but as he admits to his partner, he is really searching for his wife's killer, a man he believes to be interned on the island.  Even this mission begins to give way to a deeper search for the truth as reality begins to become a moving target.  He knows something is not right, but he can't quite figure out what it is.

If dead wife, Leo, and shifting reality ring bells for you, you are not alone.  The themes bear a strange similarity to those in Inception, though the two films are vastly different. Still if you only want to see one, I would highly recommend Inception; I found it far superior (I reviewed it here).

Shutter Island just didn't quite transcend the ordinary. Shutter Island wasn't a bad film, but you hope for better with a combination like Scorsese and DiCaprio.