Last night, we threw in a Netflik and watched Rushmore. I' don't know about this Wes Anderson guy; he makes interesting and textured movies, but I'm not sure I like - or even care about - the characters enough to fully engage with the stories. A few really good moments don't a movie make.
Today, Kris-10 came over to work on a project with Otis while I was doing work-work; we all broke for a nice pirogie-based lunch together. After lunch, Otis and I spent some time in Magnuson Park; I made my way through quite a bit of Freakonomics, which is every bit as interesting as (but a little less compelling than) I thought it would be.
We came home for dinner before joining Eryk, Dingo, Johnbai, and Stella at the Crest for The Lives of Others, a subtle and complex look at the choices one Stasi - a security apparatchik - makes in the days of pervasive citizen surveillance in the East German Republic. Part thriller, part romance, part simple human drama, the movie was a great reminder that story and acting are what really make movies great.
We all went out for coffee-an' afters, until the big green S threw us out - just like old times!
Completely unrelated graphical element:
Here's a photo of Otis when she was fourteen.
2 comments:
Sadly, the actor who played the Stasi agent died last month. Wonderful performance.
Check out the double-Swatch action! I'm guessing the cracks in that stone wall were put there by the buns of steel?
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