Phew, I can’t believe it’s already been a week since we’ve been back from Stitches West 2009. Between the stressful flights back (a foot of snow fell on the east coast the day before our flights!) and the throat cold I had while I was there I’m only just beginning to feel recovered. The cold I blame on having to shakes hands with all the children at the fencing tournament I attended the weekend before we left; luckily I was too busy at the event to even have time to experience the cold. It was a lot of fun to get to see all of our west coast customers, get inspired by new yarns, eat out at fantastic restaurants and show off my latest designs. I absolutely love these events and can’t wait til the next one, for which I will be dosing up on vitamins and wearing gloves the week before. No more test bunny at the conventions.
It was nice to sleep in yesterday, as I badly needed it. I never got time to recover from the west coast jet lag because, although I took the day after we landed off, I had a television shoot that day. I’m very excited; my friend Ed Patterson, from Go Ask Alex, hooked me up with a class at UMass, where the students are creating vignettes and shooting them live for public access. However, they don’t have actors! This is a problem I can surely fix. The piece I worked on this week was, Liquid Courage, directed by Mike Trainor, about a down on his luck guy who tries a magical approach towards finding the perfect girl. I play the perfect girl. ^_~ I’ll ry and get a video of it up on the site asap, if possible. I’ve already been asked back for this weeks story, Mr Hyde Goes to Therapy, directed by Spencer Peterson (Wet Paint Productions). I play the therapist; well they can’t all be type casts. hehe.
It was also nice to sleep in because I went to the midnight premiere of Watchmen on Thursday (technically Friday) night. I couldn’t help myself. It feels like we’ve been waiting for this moving to come out forever. I remember checking imdb frantically when Jeremy told us they had images of the Night Owl in costume. I loved the film. I can’t possibly say enough good things about it. Despite rumours of bad casting (Keanu Reeves as Dr Manhattan >_<!!), all the acting choices were superb. I couldn’t get over how much Malin Akerman looked like Laurie Jupiter, especially considering that she’s a bleach blonde Swedish babe. And I cannot go without saying that I loved Jackie Earle Haley as Roschach. Then again, I might be biased as he’s my favourite character from the novel. What really amazed me the most about the mastery of Zac Synder and Larry Fong (DP) was how my mind kept schisming into the visuals I knew from Dave Gibbons (original illustrator) and the film itself, only to then be drawn into an eeiry concordance of graphic match deja vu, where my mind through the cell from the novel up onto the screen and it fell seemlessly ontop of the frame from the film. This happened so much so that I could see the word bubbles, and fonts (particularly for Roschach) popping up and matching what was being said. The two scenes that this sticks in my head the most for this are the inital meeting between Roschach and Dan Dreiberg: there’s a pan out leaving Dan on the steps, Archie in the lower left corner, and Roschach is walking away down the tunnel; and the entire series of images where Roschach is telling the therapist about the night Walter Kovacs died. The latter of the two is so close to the novel that it feels like a scene for scene fleshing out of the novel’s cells. This isn’t bad, in fact it’s fantastic, however, it does send the mind down a weird sensory path.
I’ve been trying all week to explain to people what this movie is about and why I’m so excited, but I really haven’t been able to. To say that it’s a movie adaptation of a graphic novel written by Alan Moore is simply factual. To try and go further and explain that until then people hadn’t been questioning the actual lives of superheros, and that this novel moves towards asking questions that allow us to see the moral ambiguity of mask vigilantes, their psychological disorders, and the blurring or “good” and “evil”, leaves you trying to go further and further into the topic until your friend’s eyes have glazed over and you find yourself simply shouting, “The Dark Knight?”, “Arkyum Asylum?!”, “V for Vendetta?!”… SIN CITY? And so I’ve come to resign myself to simply knowing that if you don’t know why you should see Watchmen, then you probably shouldn’t. Read the graphic novel and then rent it on DVD or something.
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