Kazhes pierakstu burtnīca

"Asins nauda" ir viens no jaunākajiem Gaidošā Tuoma apaļajiem ripuļiem ar ierakstītajām skaņām un es to šodien klausos pirmo reizi. Jāatzīst, ka šis ieraksts man tīk daudz labāk nekā šogad izdotie "Bāreņi". Šeit mēs Tuomu dzirdam diezgan dusmīgā noskaņojumā un viņš pauž savu skarbo neapmierinātību ar to, kas mūsdienās pasaulē notiek.

Adrien Broady from "The Pianist" happens to die for the first tiem when he`s 27 years old. After that he happens to be living again and found guilty for killing a police officer. So he ends up in a mental institution. In this institution he`s put in the jacket and put in the morgue in order to be healed. Instead of being healed he goes into the future where he wants to find out why and how he dies the second time. It`s not that he really has any chance of stopping his death. Yet he meets a woman he new as a girl before the mental institution. And together they try to solve the mystery of his death. This is one of the weird films you can`t understand completely and that you can`t be sure about that it makes sense. But it`s interesting.

Nez vai es izdarīšu atklājumu, paziņojot, ka "Zigijs Zvaigžņu putekļi" ir populārakais Deivida Bovija albūms un, iespējams, visievērojamākais steitments, kas izteikts glemroka ietvaros. Te katra dziesma ir vairāk vai mazāk klasika - vai tas būtu superpompozais "Moonage Daydream", liriski Elton-džoniskais "Lady Stardust", rokenrolīgais "Star", bugij-vugijīgi glemrocīgais "Hang on to yourself", pārdrillētais "Ziggy Stardust", Lū Rīdiskais "Suffragette City" vai filmā "Velvet Goldmine" par grāveju kļuvušais "Velvet Goldmine". Patiesībā tieši par šo filmu es pēdējā laikā bieži domāju - nevaru saprast, kas man toreiz tajā nepatika, jo īstenībā taču tā ir vienkārši ekselenta lente ar veltījumu Bovijam un Igijam Popam. Iespējams, mani atbiedēja cross dressing un biseksuālisma elementi, nezinu, varbūt kaut kas cits, bet īstenībā glemroks tak bija diezgan stilīgs, lai arī totāli smieklīgs. Un "Ziggy Stardust" ir no tiem albūmiem, kur nav pat nepieciešams paziņot, ka tā ir klasika, kura jāzina un jāciena ikvienam, jo ikviens to jau tāpat zina. Vienīgi jāatzīst, ka man patiešām šķiet, ka Bovijam ir diezgan tizla balss, ja salīdzina kaut vai ar to pašu briesmoni Veitsu viņš ir diezgan vārgs kviecējs, vismaz noteikti ne pārliecinošāks dziedonis par Bobu Dilanu. Lai gan patiesībā vēlākajos savos ierakstos viņš mazāk ķērc nekā agrākajos, bet Zigijs Stārdasts un Mēns hu sold ze vorld man patiešām atklāja, ka viņa balss nav gluži vienkārši akceptējama (līdz ar to reitings nav augstāks tieši manas nespējas pilnība baudīt Bovija dziedājumu dēļ, dziesmas visas ir super fine, ka albūms būtu dabojis 9, ja vien to būtu iedziedājis kāds man tīkamāks tipiņš).

(valoda: angļu). Patiesībā bija pat interesanti apskatīties, par ko "Pingvīnu gājiens" (vai kā īsti to filmu sauca) var pārvērsties, ja to ietērpj multfilmas atmosfērā. Pamatā šai multenei ir tieši augstāk minētā filma - atsevišķi skati šķita vienkārši nosperti no oriģināla, personāžu kopumā ļoti daudz ko var saskatīt līdzīgu ar reālo filmu. Protams, izņemot to, ka šeit pingvīni dzied (tiesa - oriģinālajā filmā tie runā, līdz ar to atšķirība nav tik liela) un reizēm arī repo. Protams, saturs ir maksimāli mīkstināts - neviens pingvīns, pat ne trešā plāna, bojā neiet, turklāt izrādās, ka pat sliktie cilvēki patiesībā nav ļauni, ka izķer visas pingvīnu zivis, bet vienkārši "neapzinās", kādu ļaunumu tie izdara. Lai nu paliek. Ja vērtējam multenes plusus: te obligāti jāizceļ animācija, atšķirībā no vairuma pēdējā laika datoranimēto multeņu "Happy Feet" šajā ziņā ir vienkārši lieliski nostrādāta, nekādas liekas stūrainības vai primitivizācijas, animatoru vērtējums - 10. Mīnusi gan ir multfilmām tipiski - diezgan debīls sižets, daudz vienveidīgu personāžu, klišeja uz klišejas, diezgan augsts saharīna līmenis. Dziedāšana šoreiz mani kaut kā "nepavilka" - salīdzinoši tajā pašā "Flushed Away" tā bija daudz stilīgāk realizēta. Īsi sakot - vizuāli skaisti, saturīgi - nekādi.

Three men on their way to make a film stop in a small Polish village to meet a man who has been an idol to one of them - a retired jazz trompet player named Zdenek Koziol. The village is poor, the people drink a lot, still there is hope in there. Zdenek and Zbigniev, his friend from the days of youth, live in the village for no apparent reason. Zbigniev, although not believing in God, is the local priest. He forgives all sins to the people for he knows that it makes him feel better. Zdenek has gone partly crazy because of his rememberance of his childhood where has was told how great God is and that his vodka-drinking and everyone hitting father is to be considered as a representer of God for him, and that it`s bad to sin but still if a person sins much and repents its sins it`s good. And that it is good to kill in war, for the weapons have been blessed, etc., etc. I enjoyed the book because it shows that despite all the bullshit going on in the world there is a light also, that it`s what we make out of it is what counts.

One of the latest works of Jan Svankmajer. This film here althogh seems to be in czech is understandable for everybody - because it features absolutely no dialogue (and no monologue, either). It`s about six people with a bit strange forms of fetishism - one man with a chicken suit, another one who`s in love with a news girl from TV and uses her for his sexual fantasies, the third man (who is the husband of the news girl) specialises in erotic brushes; a woman who works at the post makes balls from bread; a second woman (who lives next to the first man) is a sadistic person, while the news girl has fun with them fishes. Overall it`s a bit crazy. And therefore I like it. The ending is also nice.

From a movie for children one should not expect very much - a few jokes, nice music - that`s basically it. Sadly the film here doesn`t offer enough even for a category pretty low standarts. Most of the songs are terrible, dialogue could be written by any six year old. What does the positive side have? The rats were cool, and the frogs (except the leading one).

This is a movie based on a book based on a film called "Elvira, the mistress of the dark". Do you remember that black haired sexy witch with the curves that could drive you wild? Now that was one hell of a film! But what does that little dork Harry got to do with her? Did he screw her or what? Nah, she`s his sister, and that`s a certain thing. Ok, not a sister maybe, but a cousine definetely. Do you remember when her evil uncle killed her mother but she somehow survived and later was raised by some idiots? It`s the same here in Harry Potter, and even the sequence showing those days was if not an exact copy, then a cover version of this great (!) film. If you`re after plain and stupid characters, boy you`re in for a wild ride! There`s the evil dude living in a diary who seems to be a forever reappearing villain that`s bound to last a lunchtime, and there`s the little guy with his magic wand trying to stop him. There`s certainly not enought John Cleese as Nearly Headless nick to save this movie from being a useless cinematic cash-in. Ok, it may be not the worst film for children, but heck - can you name a film for children that seems stupid even for three year-olds? At least I can`t.

This is one of the relatively new bands coming from Liverpool, with a style of something like British garage rock. They are apperantly quite big but I don`t care who`s big and who`s not. And the Coral aren`t particulary interesting (at least judging by this record). Not that it doesn`t try to be diverse but it`s plainly not too interesting and not too listenable. I read somewhere that the band tried to be a bit more alternative than it had been on the previous records, but I don`t think that it did them much good (not that I had heard anything else by them). For example, "Venom Cable" almost made my ears bleed with some silly unlistenable sounds. "I forgot my name" on the contrary is fairly good, reminding me of "The Monks" - an obscure sixties band. "Sorrow or the Song" is a nice romantic piece. But "Auntie`s operation" is a fest of bullshit. It`s something like an easy version for "Catholic Schoolgirls Rule" by the Red Hot Chili Peppers mixed together with some song that the Kink could have done in the sixties. "Grey Harpoon" with a rhythm coming from the hip hop world is something quite amazing. But the biggest problem of the album is - it`s just too short to have the amount of bad songs it has. If there was something like 10 minutes of nonsense on an album with the lenght of an hour it would be ok, but this album goes on for only 28 minutes.

Now this is not a simple thing to describe. CdM is a weird thing that somehow has got the name "circus". If you`re looking for train baboons or dancing rats this isn`t what you should see. And don`t even expect to see those nice little fellows called clowns. Man, do I hate those! Yuck! Anyhow, Circo di Madrugada is more of a happening than of a circus. Probably it would be preferable to go to it after consuming some drugs. I may be wrong but how would you otherwise fall into a state of trance when a silly fellow shouts "Angels!" some fifty times over a few minutes. After that you`ll probably see some weirdos flying on ropes to the centre of the arena. And after that you`ll be listening to some wild half ethno, half latino music and watching those so called angels dance. If you`ll call their way of moving a dance. In short it`s somewhat similar to what lemmings do in "Madagascar", only there`s no one shouting "I like to move it, move it". Is this a thing to enjoy? Yes and no. I was a bit cold and a bit tired so I didn`t enjoy it that much. Especially considering that it wasn`t the actual performance but just a dress rehearsal. Yet, since I got in for free thanks to some friends I say - thumbs up (more than down at least)!