Showing posts with label John Turturro. Show all posts
Showing posts with label John Turturro. Show all posts

Sunday, 5 January 2025

Early January

This is the time of year that Winter usually cranks up the volume.  While it has been rather chilly here of late, and will remain so for the foreseeable future, it has not been Earth-shattering.  We are at about seasonable temps for this time of year, though the snow is still missing.  One of those giant winter storms is currently passing well south of us today.
 
Our New Year celebrations began last Tuesday night as we watched London UK ring in the new year with their usual spectacular fireworks at and in the London Eye.  New Years day we listened to a very long opera by Rameau, his Hypolyte and Aricie.  I gave myself two presents for this holiday, one of them being a 27 CD set of the Rameau operas.  This is part of my music education I have been neglecting for too long.  I love his harpsichord works, and have even performed several of them.  But his operas are his crowning achievement, and though not fully appreciated in his time, are now seen as the masterworks that they are.
 
In gaming news we have played some Bob Ross, Scrabble, and a Dr. Who card game recently.  The card game is a good game, but the rules are written so poorly that one has to play several times to fully catch on.  We continue to make progress with Tengami, the Japanese paper folding PC game, and I finished playing a much older game.  My 2 CD set of Road To India was damaged, so it became a bit frustrating.  With the help of online saved game files I was able to skip over parts that didn't play well, to finally conclude the game.  I managed to save the girl.  It's a pretty lame game.
 
Back to self-bought presents: my 2nd purchase was a new set of ice skates.  I used to skate a few times a year as a teacher, as the kids would go to the local arena monthly in winter for skating time.  Which means that the last time I was on ice skates was 2010.  Anyway, I am going to a public skating event this afternoon at our newest local arena. and am really looking forward to it.
 
In film news, there are three to report on.  At the beginning of each month the Criterion Channel posts which films are leaving at the end of the month, and which are just arriving.  We usually concentrate on the leaving list.  Some months there are only a few of interest, but this month the list is long and quite interesting.  So for now we are watching Criterion channel films leaving on January 31st.  Mubi does a similar thing, but for now we are all caught up there.  First up was Deja Vu, a SF film by Tony Scott, Ridley's younger brother.  Denzel Washington plays an ATF agent investigating a terrorist act in New Orleans (creepy timing).  As he is drawn deeper into the case, he is inducted into a special team that can see events as they happened four days earlier.  Now they can catch the killer.  But Denzel wants to do more; he wants to prevent the bombing of the ferry in the first place.  This is a classic big budget Hollywood thriller, with insane car driving, lots of violence, terrific special effects, and fine acting.  The SF twist makes it all bearable, though the plot eventually ends up with more holes in it than Swiss cheese.  No matter, it's just a fun roller coast ride.  Hold on and enjoy the best you can.
 
Leaving Criterion Jan. 31st. 
 
John Turturro has a large presence on Criterion, including giving short intros to films they show there.  We watched one of his directed films, Romance and Cigarettes from 2005.  Produced by the Coen Brothers, it is John's 3rd directorial effort.  It's a delightfully odd comedy/musical, with several pop songs (two by Tom Jones, one by Springfield, etc.) serving as musical dance numbers in the middle of the story.  It is quite an engaging film and well acted.  It stars James Gandolfini and Susan Saradon as a middle aged couple breaking up.  He is having an affair with a red-haired Kate Winslet, who is using a hilarious flat Midlands accent.  Their three daughters have formed a rock band and they practice in the backyard.  It's a difficult task to describe the film, but it resembles Dennis Potter's Pennies From Heaven, only funnier.  Highly recommended.

Leaving Criterion January 31st. 
 
I was attracted to a 1952 film called Strange Fascination.   Written, directed, produced, and acted by Hugo Haas, it's the old story of a concert pianist leaving Europe to try and conquer America.  He has a rich female patron, and begins his tour in Columbus, Ohio, as he attempts to work his way towards Carnegie Hall.  He plays Chopin.  He meets a very young bleached blonde, and they seem to hit it off.  She is a nightclub dancer heading to New York, where they meet up again.  They fall in love and get married, and after that his career seems to fall apart.  A Midwest flood forces cancellation of the rest of his tour, and he goes broke.  They live in a small room together, but his jealousy keeps her indoors and away from jobs she could have.  This tragedy manages to somehow avoid all the cliches that films about pianists have, as well as films about a young bleach blonde wife to a much older man.  She does love him, and she is a decent person.  To cash in on an insurance policy, he sticks his hand in a printing press machine.  Life can't get much worse.  except his wife leaves him and he pines for Europe again.  In the final scene he is playing one-handed boogie woogie in an AA meeting for a bunch of sobering up skid row men.  But wait, at the very end, his original patroness appears at the door... and smiles at him.  He smiles back.  End of movie, about as happy an ending as could be imagined for this film.  An odd film worth a look.

Nowhere near as sleazy at it looks.  Leaving
Criterion Jan. 31st. 
 
Mapman Mike

 

 

Thursday, 28 July 2022

A Visit To Sudbury

I had to drive almost 470 miles from home to escape the intense heat and dryness of our area.  But it was worth it.  Cool days, with heavy rain on one of them, made the trip more than worthwhile.  Into the bargain I also got to see my family.  Five of them live in a large apartment building which Dad owns.  He and my mother live upstairs, brother Steve and sister-in-law Lynne live on the main floor, and my niece Emma-Lee has her own room in the finished basement.  Everyone seemed well and happy, especially brother Steve, who just retired from his stressful job.  I managed two hilly city walks on my visit, a welcome change from the treadmill.  I also enjoyed a very welcome sauna (160 F!) and a swim in the family salt water pool.  Life is good in the north (in the summer, anyway).

I also got to perform my latest piano program for my parents, thanks to the generosity and friendship of Marion, a former mezzo soprano and voice teacher.  Her late husband John was my piano teacher at Cambrian College, getting me from Gr 5 piano through the professional level in three years!  I played on John's practice grand piano, as a guest of Marion.

 

PIANO RECITAL

July, 2022

Michael Ethier


Prelude #1 in C major (BWV933)

Prelude #2 in c minor (BWV934)......................................J.S. Bach (1685-1750)

 

Six Variations on an Original Theme, Op. 34

Theme (Adagio)

I – (D major)

II – Allegro, ma non troppo (Bb major)

III – Allegretto (G major)

IV – Tempo di menuetto (Eb major)

V – Marcia funebre (c minor)

VI – Allegretto (F major)

Coda (Allegretto. Adagio moto)....................L. van Beethoven (1770-1827)


Song Without Words (Andante), Op.102 No. 4....................................F. Mendelssohn (1809-1847)

Impromptu, Op. 90 No. 2..........................................F. Schubert (1797-1828)

Nocturne, Op. 37 No.1..............................................F. Chopin (1810-1849)

Bethena, A Concert Waltz.............................................S. Joplin (1868 - 1917) 


The program is a demanding one for me, and it was played through with no intermission.  I did speak briefly between some of the pieces.  The program is now packed away, and new material has been started.  More later on the new pieces.

Some of the audience (my mom and dad) mingles with the guest performer after the concert. 

I have one movie to report.  Though it promised much, it didn't deliver very much at all.  House of Bamboo is from 1955, and is directed by Sam Fuller.  It was in colour, and in Cinemascope.  It was filmed entirely in Japan.  It could have been a real epic film.  But it wasn't.  The plot is a lackluster gangster film, and Robert Stack as the lead actor and hero leaves much to be desired.  Deb made a promising choice, but the film simply did not live up to its hype.  Deforest Kelly plays one of the gangsters.  Overall, very colourful and with some wonderful local photography, but pretty much a disappointment.

Now showing on Criterion. 

Tonight we finished up The Name of the Rose, an 8-part series on AMC.  While some of the episodes had some filler, overall the series was first rate and highly recommended.  I read the novel too long ago for a fair comparison, but I would like to think it is a definitive filmed version.  I sincerely hope other Eco novels will receive similar treatment in the near future.  The final episode features the burning of the library and monastery, as well as a number of deaths.

I will finish up today's blog with a quick look at a painting from the DIA.  American Impressionism features a number of works equal or superior to many French ones.  Detroit has a very good sample of French Impressionism, and a fabulous group of American paintings influenced by that movement.  On The Canal, 1916 could pass as a Van Gogh, and a very good one at that.  I have a healthy interest in the American canal era, which was extensive but short lived.  By the time the canals were fully constructed and operational, railroads were already beginning to supplant them.  Major flooding eventually destroyed the entire system.

We have visited many canal sites in Ohio and Indiana (a canal went from Toledo to Fort Wayne, IN, and from Toledo to Cincinnati).  It's fun comparing photos of the era (early 1900s) to the same locations today.  There are big differences.  Especially in the towns and cities, canals were in industrial areas, with no trees, grass, or any sign of a healthy ecosystem.  Viewing these overgrown sites today can give a very misleading idea of what the era was really like (a bit like Hell).  While Robert Spencer's painting does feature a large tree, he chose to paint it without leaves, likely in early Spring.  Though this particular image is from Pennsylvania, it is easily recognized as a classic canal side image of the day, from just about anywhere in the Midwest.  I love the slightly mismatched windows in the narrow central house.  The painting is getting me interested again in visiting some more sites!

On The Canal, New Hope, 1916.  Oil on canvas.  Robert Spencer, American, 1879-1931.  Unframed 30" x 36".  Did Van Gogh visit America?  Collection Detroit Institute of Arts.


Two details from Spencer's fine painting.
 

Mapman Mike

 
 


 

 

Monday, 8 July 2019

Bad Movie; Very Good Painting

Handmade Films produced some of the truest cinematic gems ever created.  However, Five Corners (1987) is not one of them.  With a fantastic cast that includes Jodie Foster, John Turturro, and Tim Robbins, the script is a real stinko.  Foster is totally wasted in her role, and I have no idea why Turturro would even accept such a role.  He plays a pyschopathic rapist just released from prison, eager to rape again.  He beats a small penguin to death to prove a point, as if it needed proving.  The film is a take-off on "Cape Fear," another manipulative and trashy film.  However, this one tries to mix in humour!  It doesn't work.  At all.  This was Deb's pick for the weekend.  She did not even finish watching it.  The movie gets stupider and stupider, and tries to end on a comic note.  Absolute trash.  The film did exceedingly poorly upon release.  No kidding.
 
A film to avoid, at all costs. 

In happier news, it was clear last night.  Despite a 5-day old moon, I headed out to do some galaxy hunting, and came home with nine of them in the bag.  I also enjoyed a look at the moon and Jupiter, and finished up late with some showpiece objects in a dark, pristine sky.

And now on to the DIA, and a second landscape painting by Panini, the companion to the one in my last entry.  These two paintings were some fo the first art that really helped me learn to appreciate art, when we first began visiting the DIA back in the late 1970s.
View of the Roman Forum, Panini.  Italian, 1735.  Detroit Institute of Arts.
29" x 53", unframed.

 Detail of left side.

 Detail of center.

 A closer central detail.  One could go on and on breaking this work into smaller pictures, much like some works by Bruegel.

 Detail of the right side.

 Closer detail of the right side.  This man could paint!  What a palette of browns!

Tomorrow is Detroit day!  An Ace Double awaits me at our mailbox.  A new place for coffee, and a fine brewpub also await.  I'll be bringing a camera.
Mapman Mike