7 posts tagged “cerrito”
At Root Division - The Gun Show. I do seem to be attracted toward the darker side of things right now, which is why this show appeals to me. I'm going to hit the opening Saturday night after I hear Lydia Lunch and Arthur Nersesian in Berkeley. Let me know if you'd like to join me!
Eastern Promises: Speaking of dark and moody. This movie is so astonishingly good, it gives me yet more respect for David Cronenberg as a director and Viggo Mortenson as an actor. The story is extremely gripping, and the pieces fall into place like an elegant puzzle. I'm so interested that Cronenberg is moving away from science-fiction-type stories into this gritty realism, as if metaphor just isn't going to cut it for him anymore. I had to close my eyes during the violence though, because damn it is brutal and Cronenberg refuses to move his camera or cut away. Too bad for me because in one of the scenes Viggo is completely starkers. I'm sure you've already heard about that though.
Science Thursday:
Don't touch that nano dial | WIRED | National Geographic |
Meet your cousin; he can fly | Telegraph, UK | Science Mode |
from the Booksmith:
"How does Steve Almond get himself into so much trouble? Could it be his incessant moralizing? His generally poor posture? The fact that he was raised by a pack of wolves? Frankly, we haven’t got a clue. What we do know is that Almond has a knack for converting his dust-ups into essays that are both funny and furious. The result is (Not that You Asked): Rants, Exploits, and Obsessions – a book you will feel foolish for not having read.
Science Thursday:
Southpaws get their day | Scientific American | Times, UK |
Hot or not? Smell the difference | Scientific American | CBS News |
Science Thursday:
The self-destruction of Angkor Wat | National Geographic | Guardian |
Fix your own broken heart | BBC | The Australian |
Bless Will the Thrill and his mad programming skills. If not for his scheduling Fido at the Cerrito at my and Aimee's standard Wednesday night movie-going time, I might never have seen it. And that would be sad. Because this is a near-flawless gem of a zombie movie, pitch-perfect in tone and with dark laughs aplenty. You have to see Carrie-Anne Moss as a '50s-type housewife, lust-worthy coifs and all, and Billy Connolly as a devoted zombie. Absolutely brilliant.
Science Thursday:
Computer steals checker champs' thunder | Salon.com | New York Times |
Bionic hand gets a thumbs-up | Vancouver Sun | USA Today |
iRack:
Visionary Apple Computers founder Steve Jobs introduces the latest revolutionary product: iRack.
"But Steve, the iRack looks unstable!"
You know what sucks about getting sick? Having to miss Talladega Nights at the Cerrito last night, that's what. I did sleep for 15 hours and feel much better today, though I'm still staying home from work and taking it easy and eating nothing but a few cautious crackers.
from SFAI:
"Writer and filmmaker, Chris Kraus, is a contributor to C
International, Art in America, Index, and other magazines. Her column
about the Los Angeles art world for Artext magazine was anthologized in
2004 in Video Green: Los Angeles Art and the Triumph of Nothingness.
She co-edits the Semiotext(e) imprint with Sylvere Lotringer and Hedi
El-Kholti. Between 1995 and 2002, Kraus taught in the graduate program
at Art Center College of Design in Pasadena. For this event, she’ll
read from Torpor, her latest novel that novelist Michael Tolkin calls
'a brilliant study of the moral character of philosophers, the art
world, academia, ambition, real estate, sex, orphans and the fall of
Romania,' and I Love Dick, her recently re-issued 1997 debut that
rigorously tangles the lines between fact and fiction, gossip and
theory."
It's a good week for authors reading at art schools this week. Chris Kraus at SFAI last night, Chris Abani at CCA tonight. Except now I'm missing Abani for what I genuinely hope is a hot date. Or at least a not totally uncomfortable date.
A song for Donald Rumsfeld:
Listen to the poetry of our SECDEF put to music by composer Bryant Kong and soprano Elender Wall. More poems and songs here.
So that's what all the fuss is about! I saw Casablanca for the first time last night, in the beautifully restored Cerrito Theater, on their opening night. And while the patrons in the upstairs theater were watching Pulp Fiction, we had Paris. Tonight: Matthew Cusick opening at Lisa Dent, Peter Ellenby and Oranger at Cody's Stockton, and the Dia de los Muertos altars in Garfield Park. Oh and Anselm Kiefer at SFMOMA at lunch.
Political Ad Review-A-Palooza:
Mark Fiore's latest cartoon takes you through the campaign ad strategies of both sides.
