tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184503122012-01-14T04:36:53.325-08:00Talking out of turn.GORdonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18136387526908386232noreply@blogger.comBlogger141100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18450312.post-79332088497228521712008-09-15T13:43:00.000-07:002008-09-15T15:27:04.185-07:00

I made one of my regular visits to the Cal State Long Beach student galleries last night. I've seen some great shows there, by friends and colleagues alike. This last edition of GLAMFA (which just closed) was certainly one of them.The show I saw last night is the first one I've blogged.It was Torii Cooper's thesis show, "Biting Animals."It's possible I was so blown away because I was so

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What are you eating? Why are you crying? Why are you crying while eating?

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Apparently I’m an iconoclast.I remember a couple years ago I was a member of this Miles Davis online discussion group. When I first moved to San Francisco, I used to go up to the used record stores in the upper Haight and get his stuff on vinyl. Some of it hadn’t even been released on CD yet. Now I have a ton of his stuff on CD and mp3.So obviously I was coming to this online forum as a fan. I

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I'm in a real "talking out of turn" mood today.Yesterday I made my usual turn into the door of what all the people I know know as The Greatest Café in the World. The people there are really cool, they play great music, the vibe is really down to earth and mellow, like Long Beach in general. Not like San Francisco, a city I've called home, where a lot of people have this big chip on their shoulder

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I love 'em ...

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I just love his platform -- so dreamy, so well articulated ... he just wants to, like, change everything ... he's different from all the rest, I just know it ...Not like that icky Hillary.http://barackobamaisyournewbicycle.comhttp://hillaryismomjeans.com

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I was going to share a video I took at the Francis Alys show at the Hammer museum ...The piece itself is a video, rear projected onto a small screen in front of a comfy couch, that appears to be a dub of a simple film animation, looped.The effect is that the girl continually pours water from one glass into the other.Meditative, and endearing. Like the music that accompanied the video. That came

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For me, some of the most compelling art is that which is becoming increasingly grouped under the rubric of social practice – work that takes the form of, or engages with, the relations or means of relating between people, whether informal or institutional.So when I went to Art LA a couple weeks ago it was the social practice pieces I took note of. As it happened, most if not all of those were

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The other day I wandered into the Paule Anglim gallery in San Francisco, where there is a solo show by Paul Kos. I noted that many of the pieces are of the "ersatz nature" school, itself a relative of the "fake woodgrain" phenomenon, both of which have been ubiquitous for the last few years. Then later that evening I passed Gestalt Haus, a trendy new bar in the Mission. I liked that at

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I said I’d talk about a movie I liked --Lars And The Real Girl.It's tough when I agree with the critics; there's not much to add. I think Joe Morgenstern is right on when he says "it's nothing less than a miracle that the director, Craig Gillespie, and the writer, Nancy Oliver, have been able to make such an endearing, intelligent and tender comedy from a premise that, in other hands, might

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I continued diving to the depths of bad critically acclaimed moviemaking last week when I saw The Diving Bell and the Butterfly. Actually, to be fair, the reverse is more accurate. Given that I’m Not There so completely pummeled the high hopes I had for it, and that Before the Devil Knows You’re Dead was so risibly bad, it’s more like I started at the bottom and have been slowly coming up for air

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I took a break from mainstream movies over the holidays, taking advantage of the kind of alternative cinema San Francisco can offer, such as the SF MOMA screening of rarely seen The Mother and the Whore or the sublime films of Paul Clipson on display at both the ATA and the Illuminated Corridor event at Chapel of the Chimes.Regrettably, returning to the multiplex has not yielded much in the way

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In the last couple months I’ve seen a few films in the theater. Of these, three have been lauded by critics and likely will be Oscar contenders.They were all bad. Very bad.For the next three days I’ll be posting my own reviews, according to viewing order, oldest to most recent.The first film of this trilogy of trash -- I’m Not There.I had such high hopes. I’ve long counted Todd Haynes as one of

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