While looking for some decent things to add to my Netflix instant stream queue - I ran across this documentary called - Just for Kicks.
A documentary behind the subculture of collecting sneakers.
All in all, the doc was an enjoyable viewing… a little too NYC centric at times. I think good sneaker design doesn’t get made in “Brooklyn”.
Wish I could seek out sneakers more aggressively but they never have anything in my size (15).
Movie 30/365
It rained all afternoon in San Antonio today… Traffic was horrific and I had the pleasure of waiting around for Elliot in the pouring rain until he found a suitable spot to drop a deuce.
The remake of “The Taking of Pelham 123” was on this morning on FX… a movie I saw and sorta forgot all about a number of years ago - but it’s always good to see Travolta sorta turn in terrible acting performances.
I never saw the original but I got around to thinking that I might do a whole week of Originals and Remakes this week on the blog.
A theme of sorts to sorta break up the chore of this insane undertaking.
As for this movie… it’s really terrible and I wouldn’t recommend anyone go out of their way to see it.
I’m hoping the original is a lot better… I’ve had a number of people (looking at you HRK) who have told me that the movie should have never been remade.
Movie 29/365
Little known fact : I’ve been known to throw on albums and add Maraca shakes when no one is around…
I’ve been putting off watching Orgazmo for well over a decade…
The movie is a favorite of my friend Jaime’s, but I never got around to watching it.
I sorta knew that it was about a couple of guys doing weird porno movies but I didn’t know that one of the characters actually created a laser gun that actually gives people orgasims.
Funny enough, the movie touches on Mormonism, which happens to be a subject they ran with recently on a Broadway production they just completed.
Movie 28/365
PS - I’m pretty sure there’s a Cure/Robert Smith song in the movie I’ve never heard anywhere else before…
Got in a little before midnight today after having a company dinner function. My head cold was still in full effect so I didn’t taste much of anything.
Felt good to be home and just spend some time with Elliot before bed.
Watched a very rewarding movie today, titled “Mary and Max”.
I didn’t know very much about it, with the exception that it was the only Philip Seymor Hoffman (voice for max) movie that I hadn’t seen yet.
The film is a claymation movie about a pair of souls who keep in touch through a series of letters across the world.
The two never actually meet in their lifetimes but become the most important people in each others lives.
The film is both beautiful and brutally honest…
It felt great to escape in that little world for an hour and a half.
Movie 27/365
Day 2 of the head cold that won’t fucking quit… here’s a snapshot of what I’m willing to down my gullet to get better.
The large orange one is Vitamin C… besides giving my body the nutrients I need, it makes my piss smell like Beef Stock.
Saw a little documentary about the fall of independent record stores today… The documentary is a little outdated in that it was released around 2007 so a lot of things have changed since then.
One thing that hasn’t changed is the challenging landscape that independent record stores operate in.
In the city of San Antonio, we’re down to only one independent record store that goes by the name of Hog Wild Records…
In the 5 years I’ve been here I’ve seen a handful of record stores come and go and that’s a terrible shame.
Going to Austin for records is now my only escape…
But I digress… the documentary is an ok viewing. I was happy to see Thurston Moore, Ian Mackaye and Mike Watt in it.
I also saw a few record stores around the country that I’ve had the privilege of stepping into.
Newberry Comics/Records - Boston
Electric Fetus - Minneapolis
Stormy Records - Dearborn, Michigan
Movie 26 / 365
It starts with an “itchy throat” or so I’ve been told… We’ve had 4 people in my office come down with a cold in the past 2 weeks and I just started to get a little tingle at the back of my throat.
I recently stopped over at Target this week and picked up some of these - HELP - pill boxes.
They help clueless guys like me get better. As luck would have it… I’ve managed to not pick up the help box that cures what I’m feeling right now.