Showing posts with label I adore lists. Show all posts
Showing posts with label I adore lists. Show all posts

5.05.2026

I won't pretend I haven't screamed in the kitchen

    If you like podcasts, I recommend The Dish Podcast (by Waitrose), hosted by Nick Grimshaw and Angela Hartnett. At the end of a lighthearted interview with someone famous—conducted while they eat a terrific meal—Nick and Ange ask a series of "rapid-fire" questions. 
    What follows are more of those questions, adapted to American culture and customs. My original post in what may become a series, from last January, is here
 
poached egg
What is the scariest way to eat eggs? 
    poached. Eating eggs is an act of willful ignorance for me. In order to turn my brain off, I need to accept it as something less than what it really is; I can't look at the original format and think it's something that I'm supposed to consume. 
What is your favorite pie? 
    peach melba. I love fruit, and raspberries and peaches are among my favorites on their own. Together, they are tart-sweet and extra flavorful. When made properly, a good pie can keep them relatively intact, so the result is not a swirly pinkish mixture but two great fruits coexisting in a crispy crust.  
What is your favorite chocolate bar? 
Orecchiette
    Milky Way. Not usually my first choice if I'm buying a candy bar (which so rarely happens, anyway) but the one I enjoy the most when offered as an option.  
What is your favorite pasta shape name for a cat? 
    Fedelini (it's a very thin spaghetti, whose name means "little faithful ones") or Orecchiette (meaning "little ears") or maybe Pansotti ("big bellies")
What is your favorite drink to use to splash in someone’s face to show disgust? 
    purple Jesus 
When you’re away from home, what dish do you miss? 
grilled cheese
     hamburger gravy & mashed potatoes. It is the flavor of my childhood, an absolute and immediate comfort food, and just difficult-enough to make in small quantity that I rarely cook it just for myself. 
What is your favorite dish from childhood? 
    besides the above? Grilled cheese. 
What is your favorite toast topping? 
     on especially good bread, butter only. On regular bread, low-sugar strawberry jam.
What is your go-to pizza order? 
    Canadian bacon, fresh tomato, and either green pepper or green olive 
maple long johns
What is your favorite donut? 
    maple-frosted long johns, from the local place 
What is your favorite thing to barbecue? 
    I don't actually barbecue things, on my own. I've got a policy about working with fire, which is that I don't.
    I like things that have been grilled, but I'm super picky about it. Nothing charred, nothing stuffed, nothing with a bone. No barbecued hamburgers. I prefer my steak pan-fried in butter.
    After all that: I would choose a plain brat, on a white bun, with mustard and ketchup.     
 
[the title quotation is from Angela Hartnett]

2.02.2025

all great changes are preceded by chaos

    A friend is moving, and I resolved to share any advice I can give about how to make that process easier. As a veteran of many household moves, I've got a lot of advice! Take what works, ignore the rest, and always ask for help when you need it.
 
PREPARING
 
    Reuse what you can, from friends or an accommodating business. I have a friend who orders online multiple times per week; he saves his bubble mailers ("puffy packs"), bubble wrap and other sorts of cushioning, boxes, etc. This is a big money-saver, though it requires time to sort and space to store. Good possibilities for used boxes: libraries (public and university), mailrooms of businesses, and small restaurants that use a lot of eggs. Egg boxes are the absolute best: sturdy, not overly large, and generally with cut-in handles. I don't use liquor store boxes; they tend to be heavy even before they are packed, are often wax-coated and so not great for anything delicate, and they often stink like spilled alcohol. For that matter, they sometimes have broken glass inside.
    Make a plan, even if it's sort of unformed. Try to consider what you're not using, so that can be packed first. Try for even weight distribution, sensible colocating, and most of all clear organizing. Try to shake things up from time to time, too—sorting, packing, cleaning, and return to sorting. Too much of any one task is what makes it a drudgery.
    Take a picture of the back of anything with cables that need to be unplugged, or settings that may change during the move. Having those pictures can save hours of searching for owner's manuals or f'ing around on YT trying to find help. Help yourself first. 
     Buy the expensive tape rather than the cheap stuff. (This is advice for life, not just for moving!) You will use less, because it won't take a mile of it to do the job of one strip, it is easier to work with (holds its own shape rather than sticking to itself first!) and it is way more secure. For me, this means 2.5mil at a minimum. According to the chart below right, you can match tape thickness to the size of a box—but that's only if you want to have multiple types of tape available, which would be kind of excessive, I think. Just get one good thickness, buy more than you need, and have a good one-handed dispenser. The little plastic ones that come with a 6-pack of tape are all right for every day but insufficient for moving house. Get a big one! You "catch" the tape on one side of the box to start it, pull it across the opening, and flex the dispenser to tear it off on the other side. Once you've got the hang of it, it's a huge time-saver.
     It can also be helpful to have a duct-tape option, though I use that pretty sparingly. It costs a fortune (relative to the clear stuff), is stupidly sticky to use and remove, and there's not much that it can do that 2 layers of the other stuff can't do. In my last move, I used it to shore up a few boxes that had openings at the bottom (where the flaps do not meet) and for a very small box of super heavy tools. I do not use strapping tape (the stuff with embedded threads) because it's hard for me to work with—but use what works for you.
 
PACKING
 
packing tape chart
    Designate a packing headquarters, a landing zone for the stuff you're using all the time: markers, scissors, tape, notebook, pens. No matter what, you'll misplace the one thing you need to make a packing session go well, if it does not have a place to "live". 
    Figure out and consistently use a labeling system. If that means writing the contents of the box on the outside, go for it. If that means taking a phone picture of each packed box including an identifying number or something, do that. Whatever works for you will work for you if you do it consistently from start to finish. Over time, I've realized that writing on the outside of the boxes does not work for me; I like to know exactly what is in each box so I don't end up with 4 partially-unpacked boxes marked "kitchen," when all I need is a pan and ladle for soup. Here's my system:
  • Designate a moving notebook.

  • Each box is labeled on 2 sides and sometimes the top with a specific number. I use crappy scratch paper to write the numbers, then painter's tape the numbers to the box. Why 2 sides? No matter how they're stacked (short way or long way) I can have the number "facing out."
  • In the notebook, list exactly what's in each box, by number.
  • When unpacking, once the box has been completely emptied, cross it out in the notebook.
  • If the box "is what it looks like"—for instance, a TV that's moved in its original box—then it's not numbered but still included in the notebook. Why? If using a moving company, you know what boxes were included (and God forbid if there's an insurance claim, it'll streamline the process immeasurably).
  • This all takes some extra time but pays off exponentially in the unpacking phase. 
  • This is also kind of nice when you're getting help from people that you might not know all that well, and don't want them to know too much of your business. A box marked "142" on the side is far less interesting than one marked "delicate lingerie" or "credit card and tax documents".
  • Mark anything HEAVY or FRAGILE clearly on the outside of the box (2 sides), using a color-coding system (HEAVY is blue, FRAGILE is red) but under-using these designations if possible. Near the end of packing, everything will seem heavy—and, when you think about it, more than half your stuff will be fragile in some way. Save it for the biggies.
  • If you're doing a one-for-one move (the new place has exactly the same number of rooms and your stuff will be going from one Master Bedroom to another Master Bedroom, or Second Bathroom to Second Bathroom) it could be helpful to color-code the exterior labels. I've never been in this exact scenario and it seems like a time-waster, but it might be better for some people/circumstances. See an example in the photo at left.
    Think about unpacking when you're packing (but don't obsess about it). Keep in mind that any box marked "Misc." is going to be a pain in the ass to unpack, and it gets worse as it gets more random. "Misc. kitchen" is bad but not unbearable; "Misc. downstairs" is a heartbreaking box to find when you're already sick of unpacking. Just "Misc." that contains a spoon, 2 sweaters, a board game, some first aid supplies, and a bag of random used hardware pulled out of the wall before you left...that box can make an un-packer furious. That's a lot of moving around to store stuff when all you want to do is sit in one place and pull bubble wrap off some things and rest your legs.
    Don't waste time sorting recycle/trash/donate etc. unless the situation is dire (such as needing to get the amount or weight beneath a threshold for a moving company). Now is not the time to be micro-thinking. Get 'er done, and deal with the rest later.
    Use baggies and/or tape to attach hardware to items that need to be taken apart (think: picture hanging screws, the exact hex-key for attaching the headboard to bed frame, HDMI cable of the right length, adapter for charging cables, and on and on).
    Resist the urge to use a huge box for anything other than pillows. No matter what else you put into a massive box, it's going to be way too heavy and ungainly for one person to carry, yet stupidly light for a team lift. Sheets and towels are surprisingly heavy. Blankets, too. Clothes are out of the question, unless your clothes are a lot lighter than mine!
    Over-use packing material. Get the enormous roll of bubble wrap and use all of it. If in doubt about "can I fit one more...?", always err on the side of more packing matter rather than another of your potentially breakable items. It's so much better to have an "extra" box or ten to move, than to unpack and find one glass or blow-dryer or book smashed. Also, cheap coffee filters are awesome (recyclable) packing material; put them between anything that might scratch, ball them up to fill breakable stuff, wrap them around things nested inside other things. I even put them between books so the covers don't get torn. 
    Speaking of books: use smaller boxes than you think you need for books, which are far more
weighty than they seem. keep the books upright if possible (like they appear on your shelf), and pack similar-size books together unless you're a master at packing. There's no shame in bubble wrap in a box of books.
    Save suitcases, tote bags, etc. for the very last-minute stuff that you will need right away: immediate clothes, medicine, pet food—and very vital stuff that you don't want to tape inside of a box: laptop, checkbook, phone charger.
    The #1 most useful help is a huge roll of plastic wrap. Environmentally friendly? Of course not - but what about packing and moving is? But possibly recyclable. It's also easy to use, relatively inexpensive, and surprisingly helpful! Heck yeah. Get a nice thick roll with the handles built in, and use it for everything you can think of—keeping plastic bins closed, keeping pillows on the couch (and keeping the whole thing clean), corralling cords to anything that plugs in. It also keeps things from slipping around in a truck or car trunk.

MOVING
 
    Team lift. One stupid "I've got this!" can make your entire move (and potentially the rest of your entire life!) agonizing. You have help for a reason, so take advantage of that. Don't be a hero, and don't let your friends and family be heroes, either.
    First in, last out, first in. The things closest to the door will go in the back of the truck and be brought out last, thereby being "top" or "first" when you start unpacking. For example, if you're moving in the summer, don't pack your winter clothes from the closet and Christmas ornaments first, and start the stack by the door with them. Either wait to pack them or start stacking as far as possible from the door.
    Use your seatbelts to secure stuff being moved in the car. I use them all the time, especially when transporting something like food or plants that I'm especially concerned about keeping upright. (My car also chirps at me when the weight of an item on the seat triggers a "person without a seatbelt" warning, so it's just easier to buckle in a gallon of milk or whatever, since I know it's going to yell at me anyway.)
    The #1 most useful help is to hire out as much of it as possible. My last in-town move cost $650 and was perfectly done. All was handled on time and with a minimum of fuss. Of course there's loads of stuff (pun intended) that I did on my own, since the movers cannot (chemicals e.g. cleaning solutions, and garage stuff) or will not (plants) or ought not to be trusted to (super delicate or costly or irreplaceable breakables or computers) move some things. I was still exhausted from packing and cleaning and moving and cleaning and unpacking and cleaning and cleaning—but at least I hadn't needed to exhaust all my friends and family, too, with the heavy and awkward stuff.
 
UNPACKING
 
    Have an unpacking headquarters, a landing zone for the stuff you're using all the time: box cutters, scissors, tape, notebook, pens. No matter what, you'll misplace the one thing you need to make an unpacking session go well. It takes a moment longer, but always return those things to the HQ.
    Wait to sort recycle/trash/donate etc. unless the situation is dire. Broadly group (such as tossing packing material into a large box or two) and sort it when things have calmed down. Throw unflattened boxes into a garage or basement or unused room, nesting and stacking if absolutely required, to give away or  recycle later. For one thing, your first couple of recycling pickups will probably be full already. For another, there's time for the details later—now just get 'er done.
    Designate a haven from the mess. The #1 most useful help in unpacking is to have a room in the new space—for me it's the master bedroom, for others it's the kitchen—where things at least seem to be as normal as possible on the first day. The clutter is closed in a closet or left in another room, so when you're there, your stress level decreases noticeably. You have what you need: bed with normal covers and pillows, bedside table with the usual contents. It doesn't mean that room is "done", just that it doesn't look like unpacking mayhem.
 
[the title quotation is from Deepak Chopra]

1.09.2025

any woman is just as capable of being a hero as any man

early would not go amiss
1. I am looking forward to ... 
    spring. As I write this, only 72 more days (via DaysTo). I'm motivated because it's 9º, feels like -2º: bright, sunny, slight breeze, and cold as fuck.
 
2. Least favorite words 
    • troubleshoot
    • "adulting" (anyone who uses it ought to be punched in the kidneys)
    • influencer
    • really (this is one of my bad habits)
    • trigger
    • iconic
    • GOAT
 
3. If I ruled the world ...
    internet access would be a public utility, cost-capped and with uniform quality.
    Or maybe a global moratorium on glitter. It makes me seethe to find it all over my house after innocently opening a holiday card or gift.
sign of a decent human

4. Favorite websites and blogs 
    • Worldcat.org—a database of library materials, worldwide, helpful both in identifying stuff I've read for the poetry posts and when seeking out new books (of any kind) to try
    • imdb.com—invaluable, with all the movies I watch, to weed out (some of) the bad ones and to find (good) suggestions for new ones
    • sundaystealing.blogspot.com—a source for questions memes (there's a post on this general topic in the hopper)
 
5. Things I do for myself 
    pedicures, cooking, and refilling washer fluid

6. Weekly rituals 
    outside the sorts of things that everyone does...
    deep-conditioner, refill vitamin containers, and stock work-area supplies (scratch paper, hand lotion, tissues, eye drops, etc.)
 
7. DIYs I want to try 
    I'm not a big DIY'er, since my thumbs are both weakened by tendonitis and my eyes don't like to work together; all that makes it more difficult than fun. The one exception, though, is constructing an alternative Christmas tree with my dad every couple of years. We look around online now and then, trying to hit on something cool that's not unreasonably complex or time-consuming and that can be displayed and stored in a small space. Below are three potential options for upcoming construction periods...

8. On my shopping list 
    • round roast for the crock pot (plus onions, carrots and golden potatoes)
    • Cheerios (because it's all I have for breakfast)
    • Freschetta rising-crust four-cheese pizza (to which I add various ingredients depending on current preference)
    • apples (Gala)
    • granola bars
    • chicken breasts for the crock pot (next-up recipe: ranch chicken)
    • hair clips (because my hair is too long for the small ones but not long enough and too soft for the medium ones so I use the small but break them all the time)
 
[taken {and adapted} from here; the title quotation is from Hayao Miyazaki]

1.07.2025

human beings are so capricious, so complex, so delightfully contradictory, that they deserve not only our consideration, but our reconsideration—and our unwavering determination to withhold our opinion until we have engaged with them in every possible setting at every possible hour

Are you a fan of romantic gestures? 
    romantic gestures, Hell yes. Grand gestures, not at all. It's a complicated equation, and I've written about it a few times (from different perspectives) in the last 21 years. See, e.g.: here and here. Sure, I'd like to know that a romantic partner is so moved by their feelings that they express them boldly. I'd love to look out some morning and see flowers outside my window, and know who'd orchestrated the moment—and why. But I am repulsed by public, extravagant proposals, for instance. To know me, and love me, would mean understanding that I am essentially a private person. Those showy events make me cringe.
 
Do you believe in second chances after bad first impressions? 
    within reason, yeah. Everyone has a bad day now and then, and the rest of our lives ought not to hinge on truly now-and-then attitudes and behavior. That being said, sometimes a bad first impression is accurate!

Have many times have you been in love? 
    I think that when a relationship ends, there is a natural and partially willful amnesia about the beloved and your time together. For the sake of sanity, it's hard to recall them "accurately" (as if feelings can be "accurate" at all). Sometimes, the result is to over-romanticize the relationship (anyone still reading who lived through my Johnnie Walker phase?) and other times it's a necessary and complete revulsion (Rowdy, Toby, et. al). 
    With this caveat: I've been in love a handful of times before.
 
Have you ever had a run-in with the law? 
    three times. Twice resulting in a verbal warning and once a written warning.
 
How do you feel about prenups? 
    revolted but reluctantly accepting that they are occasionally necessary
 
If you could erase an ex from your memory, would you? 
    yup
 
Tell about something that turns you on—emotionally, personally, intellectually, physically...
    focused attention. It's up to you to decide which of the list of adverbs that addresses!

What are your rules for a long distance relationship? 
    rules??
    There are good long-distance relationships and bad ones, the pointless and the strong, the reciprocated and the terribly one-sided, joyful and sad, on and on. I'm not sure it's the long-distance-ness of them that makes the difference, but the individuals involved and their unique and mutual decency. What works is the partners having roughly equivalent desires and capacity for commitment, communication, independence, and fidelity. 
    Huh, that sounds like what works in a near-distance relationship, too. How extraordinary!
 
What is your grossest habit? 
    telling too much truth
 
What's one movie you're embarrassed to admit you enjoy? 
    nothing that makes a person happy (well, almost nothing) ought to be considered embarrassing. Life is too short to be wasted feeling sheepish about your own joy.
    Anyway, different movies and genres are good for their own purposes. A documentary about an aircraft carrier serves one interest, and an ultra-violent martial arts revenge another. Holiday comedy appeals every now and then, while twisty political thrillers might be more generally good. Deeply intellectual and/or philosophical pictures are sometimes awesome, and films about dancing or cooking or baseball have their space, too. I am embarrassed by none of it.
 
What's the worst advice you've ever given? 
    "try not to think about it", "try not to worry", or "let it go." Undeniably illogical, meaningless, and unhelpful. 
 
 [adapted from here; the title quotation is by Amor Towles, from A Gentleman in Moscow]

1.03.2025

we shall either go mad from the revelation or flee from the light into the peace and safety of a new dark age

I am not: mousey
I hurt: when I am not permitted to communicate
I love: that a friend who had a baby—after years of yearning to be a mother—didn't send photo cards for Christmas, because she realizes how hard that can be on some others.
I hate: feeling jealous
I fear: sketchy electrical systems
I hope: to never again have another political argument
I regret: falling in love
I cry: easily
I care: about some ridiculous things
I always: think about a high school boyfriend when I hear the word "hat"
I long: for things that I cannot have
I listen: to audiobooks, several hours each day
I hide: when I'm feeling wounded
I write: as often as possible, in various ways
I miss: being drunk (but not drinking)
I search: on DuckDuckGo
I learn: every day
I feel: sleepy
I know: that I'm essentially alone in the universe
I want: to be fit and strong
I worry: about the health of people I love
I wish: that I could catch up
I have: more than enough Christmas ornaments
I give: less than I have, but more than I ought
I wait: a fraction of a moment before starting through an intersection after a red light, knowing it might get me rear-ended sometime but that's better than being broadsided
 
[from here; the title quotation is by H.P. Lovecraft from The Call of Cthulhu]

1.02.2025

in cooking you've got to have a what-the-hell attitude

this is a terrible photo of the hosts
The Dish podcast (by Waitrose) is my only regular podcast, and I prefer the video version. Hosted by chef Angela Hartnett, along with Nick Grimshaw, it is a series of lighthearted interviews with famous people, conducted while they eat a terrific meal. Toward the end, Nick and Ange ask a series of "rapid-fire" questions. What follows are those questions, adapted to American culture and customs. 
    My favorite episodes (so far): Matthew Macfadyen, Gordon Ramsey (!), and Sandi Toksvig.
 
What is your favorite sandwich filling? 
    crunchy peanut butter with low-sugar strawberry jam
What is your favorite way to eat eggs?
    scrambled hard
What is your favorite herb?
    dill
that's better!
What are your favorite chips?
    sour cream & onion ripples
What is your favorite festive snack?
     Chex mix. The kind without rye chips (feh) and with more Worcestershire sauce, please.
What is your favorite Christmas dessert?
     sugar cookies (preferably with a hint of almond flavor), topped with hard icing
    either of these would make me gag. I'm not fond of candied fruit, nor of 'dense' desserts. How about a nice apple coffee cake or danish ring?  
bacon'ed piggies
Sprouts or parsnips?
     again, this is too British for me. Green beans with a little bacon, please.
Stuffing or pigs in blanket?
     piggies! I also like the bacon-wrapped version, or barbecue-sauced and simmering.
What is your favorite pasta?
     gemelli done simply, like this
What is your favorite fruit?
    fresh peaches
What is your favorite roast meat?
    beef
What is the perfect fried breakfast?
    bacon, one small part-corn pancake, pork sausage, hard-scrambled egg, one piece of raisin French toast, and a piece of ham. All with a shot of orange juice and a pot of very hot tea. Mmm
What are your 15 store cupboard heroes - essentials in the cupboard 
   
• diced tomatoes
    • cream of chicken soup (low-sodium)
    • tomato-basil soup
    • tuna in water
    • lemon pudding mix
    • pizza sauce in a jar
    Dream Whip
    • frozen peas
    • crunchy peanut butter (preferably Skippy Super Chunk)
    • canned mandarin oranges
    • Knorr chicken sides (rice or pasta)
    • sliced water chestnuts
    • milk chocolate chips
What is your favorite bean?
    garbanzo
What is your favorite form of potato?
     crispy thick or curly French fries, extra well-seasoned
What is your favorite kitchen utensil?
    silicone spatulas. I have 3, and at least one is in every batch of dishes I wash.
What is your favorite nut?
    cashews, by a mile

 
 [the title quotation is from Julia Child]

12.06.2024

Christmas is here, Merry old Christmas, Gift-bearing Christmas, Day of Grand Memories, King of the Year!

I'm back with the gimme, gimme, gimme list for Christmas, 2024.
 
• peanut butter M&Ms 

• Audible subscription

• small (tabletop) Christmas tree

• floor lamp like this (shown at right) 

• a jigsaw puzzle allowance (I share them with my dad, and we eBay the ones we don't want to keep, but it's still out of my budget)

• dust cover for Kitchenaid 6-quart tilt-head stand mixer, something like this

• 140W USB-C power adapter with 6' cord (Apple)
 
[the title quotation is from Washington Irving]

11.21.2024

it’s hard to explain the fun to be found in seeing the right kind of bad movie

    This is the next of several (seven?) posts that springs from an article, essentially listing "the most [x] book I've read." Having worked through the list in book form (e.g. here), I've decided to do the same with movies.   
 
The most incomprehensible movie I saw: although I have an obvious answer to this prompt, I'm going to replace it with something I prefer to share (as I did with the book version). 
    The most practically useful movie I saw: 12 Angry Men (1957)
    "Practically useful" is a tough standard to apply to feature film. I've seen movies that teach all sorts of things: what to do, what not to do; how to dance or sing or cook; the meaning of honor and revenge and loyalty; the best way to swing a baseball bat, a sword, or a golf club. Each of those things is useful in its way.
    This film, though, has a higher purpose, though one that is mixed into entertainment. It teaches how to think, the importance of really listening and paying attention, and how easy it is to get things wrong. Standing up for what you believe, and acknowledging when you don't know for sure. And, y'know, the meaning of "reasonable doubt."
    (reviewed here and here)
 
The most memorable movie I saw: Trust (1990)
    Caught it on a "free IFC weekend" through the basic cable package, back when IFC was all independent films, all day long. Proceeded to watch it a couple more times (all right, so there were a lot of repeat showings required to reach the all day showing goal), and then bought it on VHS, watching it many times. And then, when the whole VHS format finally gave up for real, I bought the DVD—which I've watched several times. (This may be the second copy of the DVD, actually. Pretty sure I lent it to a friend who never gave it back. Hmm.) Pretty memorable, huh?
    (oddly, I've never reviewed it, but mentioned it ten billion times and discussed it, sort of, here)
 
The most smokin' movie I saw: Blazing Saddles (1974)
    They would NEVER get away with making this movie today. Even at the time it was so terribly daring, and it worked on almost every level. Ridiculous, dumb, and mind-clearing.
    (reviewed here)
 
The most tempting movie I saw: Tequila Sunrise (1988)
    Critics didn't love this movie, but I did. Gorgeously lit, shot, and acted, it draws the eye and keeps the attention thanks to an admittedly twisty plot and some quality writing. Why tempting? Because it makes me want to write like this, and it makes me want to be in California (a rare feat), and it makes me long to go back in time and be around Raúl Juliá all the time, just in case he would sing.
    (reviewed here)
 
The wisest movie I saw: Ocean Heaven (2010)
    It's a Jet Li movie with no martial arts. It is quiet, profoundly sad, and thoughtful. I had intended to watch a few movies over the weekend when I first saw it, but after it was over I just sat in the quiet dark, thinking it over.
    (I've seen it a few times, own it, but never reviewed it. Weird!)
 
 [based on this post; the title quotation is by Roger Ebert, from I Hated, Hated, Hated This Movie]

11.14.2024

your intellect may be confused, but your emotions will never lie to you

    This is the next of several (seven?) posts that springs from an article, essentially listing "the most [x] book I've read." Having worked through the list in book form (e.g. here), I've decided to do the same with movies.   
 
The classiest movie I saw: It Happened One Night (1934)
    Falling in love is impossible to explain to anyone who's not in it with you, but you know it when it happens. And so it was with It Happened One Night, a knockout film that won the Big Five Oscars, charmed my socks off, and happens to feature my Hollywood-leading-man crush: Clark Gable. Witty, smart, romantic, and rated PG, it is practically the definition of classy film.
    (I've seen it a couple of times, but never reviewed)
 
The loneliest movie I saw: Amour (2012)
    Some beautiful things are beautiful because of their newness or youth: flower buds, a car just off the concept pages, a wedding, a tattoo on skin still pink and swollen. Other beautiful things, the more rare sort of beauty that only some people care to recognize, are beautiful because they are no longer new or young or fresh. Like the film Ghost (1990), special because it recognizes death and grief. And like Amour, a movie about two elderly people approaching their end. The loneliness... well, it is integral to the story, so I'm not going to explain it. I will say that I cried, hard, through much of the film. It's not a movie for the shallow, for "entertainment". But it is beautiful.
    (reviewed here)
 
The most devastating movie I saw: Schindler's List (1993)
    I worry about the mental health of anyone who could watch this film and not be devastated. Brilliantly composed for maximum impact, it jabs the viewer in all the most tender places. It's fascinating to me that humans seek out these feelings in entertainment, as if we're not getting enough of it in our own, real lives. That's a wonderful combination of curiosity and empathy.
    (reviewed here)
 
The most seductive movie I saw: Labor Day (2013)
    Critics disliked this movie, but I thought it was pretty good—and terribly seductive. Not in an overt, sexy, sleazy way, not physically, not obviously. It is seductive because it offers an alternative to all that. The element of chance in the connections we make. The triumph of hope over experience. The fact that it's possible to do bad things but to be honorable. It seduces not on the basis of "I could have sex with Josh Brolin while making a pie," but instead "I could fall in love with someone who seems totally wrong for me." Sigh.
    (reviewed here)

 
The most fearless movie I saw: Inglourious Basterds (2009)
    Quentin Tarantino's movies really go for it; part of what makes him unique is the "all in" nature of his filmmaking. This is the best of that. From the writing to the acting to the editing and sound, no one involved with this movie held back or tried to pretty it up. I think that's very brave, and that the result is unusual and refreshing.
    (reviewed here)
 
 [based on this post; the title quotation is from Roger Ebert]

11.07.2024

every great film should seem new every time you see it

    This is the next of several (seven?) posts that springs from an article, essentially listing "the most [x] book I've read." Having worked through the list in book form (e.g. here), I've decided to do the same with movies.   
 
The most apocalyptic movie I saw: Waterworld (1995)
    Peculiar, solitary, and both good and bad. It was a brave movie to make. I didn't hate it, just thought that the last third was dumb and unworthy of the film as a whole. Surprisingly (to me), I liked the apocalyptic part.
    (reviewed here)

 
The most elegant movie I saw: The White Countess (2005)
    People often ask me what leads me to the particular movies that I choose to watch. I don't keep track, of course. Who would? The movies come from all over: Best-lists (including AFI, Academy Awards and other honors); personal recommendations from family, friends, and blog readers; previews on other movies that I've really liked; actors, directors, or cinematographers whose work I've admired before, and critical reviewers by writers I generally trust. Sometimes it's just luck.
    As it was with this film. Maybe I found it during a Ralph Fiennes phase, or maybe while thinking about the late Natasha Richardson. Prehaps going down the rabbit-hole of Merchant/Ivory films. It's on some best-lists despite generally lukewarm reviews and audience response, though Roger Ebert's review—link in the title at top—is a lovely counterpoint. Doesn't really matter where I found it, because I liked it. Beautiful, tragic, romantic, and yes, elegant.  
    (reviewed here)
 
The most eloquent movie I saw: The Illusionist (2006)
    A mysterious movie, not like anything I'd seen before. Completely engrossing—the kind of film that doesn't allow me to fold laundry or work a jigsaw puzzle while I'm watching, but taking total attention. Edward Norton is such a wonderful actor, and is marvelous and mesmerizing in the title role. And, through him, the movie says profound, remarkable things.
    (reviewed here)
 
The most enchanting movie I saw: The Princess Bride (1987)
    This film is practically the definition of enchanting. It is that rare sort of film that is appealing both to children and adults, women and men. Silly, sly, romantic, funny, thoughtful, and action-packed, it is always as good as the first time.
    (seen several times, not reviewed, shocking, gotta watch it again soon to remedy that!)
 
The most intuitive movie I saw: Hud (1963)
    I think that Hud was one of the best films ever made. It is bleak and desperate, engrossing and repellent, and I couldn't tear my eyes away. How could Paul Newman seem so ugly? How could someone who seems like a hero be so awful? It doesn't feel like a movie, but like real life that we're getting to see as it happens. It seems like there's no script, just people interacting with others (and in some extraordinary ways). It's as if they're just feeling their way through. 
    (reviewed here)
 
[based on this post; the title quotation is from Roger Ebert]

10.31.2024

we are put on this planet only once, and to limit ourselves to the familiar is a crime against our minds

    This is the next of several (seven?) posts that springs from an article, essentially listing "the most [x] book I've read." Having worked through the list in book form (e.g. here), I've decided to do the same with movies.   
 
The maddest movie I sawagain, not sure how to respond to this except by taking it each of two ways. 
    First, The most angry movie I saw: High Plains Drifter (1973)
    Violent, unforgivable (The Rape Scene), and foul, this is 105 minutes of anger and revenge. It is a well-made, awful movie that made me angry, and that I don't need to see again.
    (reviewed here)

 
    Second, The most crazy movie I saw: Once Upon a Time in Mexico (2003)
    Some movies are intentionally created as disparate, loose threads to start with and the later gradually woven together into a coherent picture. This is one of those stories, stocked with wackos who only appear functional when compared to and contrasted with each other. So many indelible scenes, including the premier example of "cutting off at the knees."
    (reviewed here and here)

 
The most important movie I saw: Triumph of the Will (1935)
    The most powerful, exquisite, dangerous propaganda film ever made. It is another example of how something can be important and powerful yet completely devoid of humanity or appeal or the most remotely good feelings.
    (described here)

 
The most Scottish movie I saw: as with the book prompts, this both doesn't make sense to me and isn't really possible. (Well, I guess there's Braveheart [1995], but that's too much of a gimme.)
    Instead, The most romantic movie I saw: In the Mood for Love (2000)
    Keep in mind, my idea of 'a romantic movie' is not exactly the typical. If you're looking for saccharine, standard American rom-com, no thinking allowed, then you won't like this movie at all. If, on the other hand, you recognize that romantic love is not at the peak of the pyramid but instead one piece of a much bigger puzzle, then you might like it. If you are attracted more by complexity than the simple (or, God forbid, the simplistic, which does NOT mean "simple"), then this might be a movie for you. If you swoon over tenderness and longing... just watch it.
    (reviewed here)

 
The most surprising movie I saw: The Lives of Others (2006) 
    If you want to see this, I recommend knowing nothing about it before you watch it. Have no preconceived notions, no expectations, and nothing else to rely on. I want you to be blown away, as I was.
    (reviewed here)

 
[based on this post; the title quotation is from Roger Ebert]

10.24.2024

if you have to ask what it symbolizes, it didn't

    This is the next of several (seven?) posts that springs from an article, essentially listing "the most [x] book I've read." Having worked through the list in book form (e.g. here), I've decided to do the same with movies.   
 
The most daunting movie I saw: Judgment at Nuremberg (1961)
     Why daunting? It's long (2 hours, 59 minutes) it's packed with heavy-hitter stars (Spencer Tracy! Burt Lancaster! Maximilian Schell! Marlene Dietrich! Montgomery Clift! Judy Garland! Werner Klemperer!); its subject matter is heavy, heavy, heavy (one of the war crimes trials following World War II, this one involving Nazi judges); and, personally, it's long on two focus areas of my adult life: History and Law. 
    And it is so good. Profoundly. Wonderfully and devastatingly worth the time and attention.
    (reviewed here)

 
The most disappointing movie I saw—ugh, another example of my refusal to promote something disappointing, I will (as with the book prompt) replace this with 
    The most re-watched movie not otherwise listed in this series: sex, lies and videotape (1989)
    Another movie that I first saw in theaters, then bought on VHS, and since have replaced with DVD. It would be impossible for me to stumble upon this movie on TV (as if that would ever happen) and not watch it again. I've probably seen it 25 times, and there's still something about it that makes me think I might've missed something, and need to watch it again.
    (reviewed here and here)

 
The most double-d-daring movie I saw: Black Snake Moan (2006)
    If ever there was a movie worthy of Samuel L. Jackson's trademark 'motherfucker', it's this one. Weird, tawdry, a little scary, a little funny, enthralling, strangely endearing, bizarrely redemptive, it's like nothing else I've seen or even heard of. I've tried to watch this with other people a couple of times but it hasn't worked. It's really, really not for everyone.
    (reviewed here
 
The most technically elegant movie I saw: Shaolin (2011)
    Why do I watch so many martial arts movies? Why am I drawn to a culture I've never really known, a place I've never lived or even thought to visit, and people whose actions are essentially foreign to me? It's because of movies like this. IMDB classifies movies by genre. This one is, in order, Martial Arts, Action, Drama. It is certainly all of those, each of those, at once. But there is one scene—described and shown in my review—that is the very definition of technical elegance, both in film-making and in martial arts.
    (reviewed here
 
The saddest movie I saw: In America (2002)
    Other people might not call this "a sad movie," exactly, as if that's a descriptor on the level of "drama" or "musical." As a connoisseur of sad media, though, it makes a slam-dunk. It is also unique, beautiful, sometimes funny, surprising, and thoughtful.
    (reviewed here)
 
 [based on this post; the title quotation is from Roger Ebert]