Filed under: Movies, Video | Tags: danja, in a perfect world, kanye west, keri hilson, knock me down, ne-yo
Um. I usually don’t post things that all the other blogs usually post, but we just drove back to Oakland for a quick vacation and had this song on repeat:
Here’s a rundown of my favorite lines:
“…this is bad, real bad: Michael Jackson / now I’m mad, real mad: Joe Jackson…”
- Kanye West
“…I used to be commander in chief of my pimp ship flying high…”
DOWNLOAD: Keri Hilson – “Knock Me Down” ft. Kanye West & Ne-Yo (Produced by Danja)
From In A Perfect World… (Zone 4, 2009)
P.S.: In A Perfect World… is 50% amazing, and 50% wack. No middle ground.
P.P.S.: Danja (formerly Danjahandz) is a fucking beast. One of the dopest producers out right now.
Filed under: Movies, Video | Tags: ari folman, gaza, milk, misscroughdraft.blogspot.com, sabra, shatila, waltz with bashir
On Friday, I went to watch Waltz With Bashir. It documents Jewish director, Ari Folman’s, true journey in trying to recapture the memories of his involvement as an IDF (Israel Defense Force) soldier in the Israel’s invasion of Lebanon in the early 80s. He does this through interviews with fellow soldiers, journalists, and friends, which some appear as actual audio in the movie, providing the storyline to the beautifully animated docudrama. It ends with the sobering realization of the extent of his involvement in the Sabra and Shatila massacre which the IDF had a hand in.
You must see this film now. Like MILK, the release and screening of the film has perfect timing. Now that the press and humanitarian relief workers have the opportunity to enter Gaza due to the “ceasefire,” the true extent of the damage caused by the IDF, both in human and infrastructure costs, is being revealed. Alot of the stories emerging of deliberate civilian targeting by IDF soldiers and tanks parallel the atrocities witnessed by Ari Folman as a young IDF soldier. Atrocities which his subconscious wiped from its memory in order to stay sane.
Filed under: Movies
So, I turned 27 this past Tuesday.
To celebrate, I rented After Life to watch with my roommates, which I thought would be the perfect movie to celebrate the waning “young” years of my life. (Don’t trip though, I don’t stress about aging…I still keep myself young through immaturity and annual master-cleansing) Plus, I thought that my roommates would love the movie, both aesthetically and conceptually. They both fell asleep midway.
After Life is director Kore-eda Hirokazu’s take on what happens after you die. Before you move on to the afterlife, you must choose only one memory from your life which you will take with you and be with forever. This you will do with the help of these “memory-creating” stations and their staff which is where you’ll be placed after dying. After choosing your memory, the staff then recreates and films the memory, which you will watch in a final screening. After experiencing the recreated memory, you’ll then move onto the afterlife.
The film begins by profiling several characters of varying ages and their process in choosing their memories. One man has trouble finding a single memory so the staff gives him a box of videotapes which document his life. When given the videotapes, the staff says something to the effect of “use these tapes only as reference, they will differ slightly from your memories.” I thought that was dope.
Another young man who refuses to choose a memory asks a frustrated staff person, “can we choose a dream we’ve had?” He explains that instead of living forever with a past memory, why not take with you a dream of the future? I thought that was dope also.
What memory would you choose if you were to leave the living world right now? Is it fair to only have one memory? Me, I would have trouble deciding and would need to see the videos of my life. Or maybe, I would hold out just so I can see the tapes. Maybe I’ll refuse to decide and stay in limbo with all my memories accessible by VCR.
Watch this movie.