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Showing posts with label Reviews. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Reviews. Show all posts

Sunday, July 3, 2011

Jackie Evancho...wacko mentally-imbalanced fans worse than Grobanites!








A couple of weeks ago, I penned a review of a PBS Special - which featured a young songbird by the name of Jackie Evancho - who placed second in a karaoke-style talent show on the old boob tube last season.

Post: 06/07/2011

http://ijulianblogspot.com/2011/06/jackie-evanchopbs-special-lacked.html

Although I did rave about her range, I was inclined to point out that as a stage performer the little "angel" left a lot to be desired (in a nutshell).

With maturity, and proper coaching, I expect the young chanteuse will reach her true potential one day.


On the heels of the critique, her fans were livid!

Judging by a few of the responses, anyway, which were quite hateful (and irrational).

If you thought the "Grobanites" were wacko over Josh Groban - well - the Jackie-O's take the whole "fan worship" thing to a bizarre level of lunacy.

Notwithstanding, not one irate reader was capable of intelligently articulating their rage in any meaningful or constructive way, in the wake of the critique.

When her fans attempted to post comments "anonymously" at the Tattler, the deceitful behaviour spoke volumes to moi!

Cowards!

By the way - Happy 4th of July - eh?

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Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Moody Blues...heady band from 60's still rocks! Special entertains!










On an off-night, I was channel-surfing, when I stumbled on a live stage performance by the Moody Blues on a cable network.

Within minutes - the distinctive strains of their beautifully orchestrated hits of yesteryear (spacey far-out compositions that are conducive to astral-travelling) - triggered nostalgic memories of my carefree bohemian days in the heady 60’s and 70’s.

Imagine that!

The seasoned heavyweights are still touring the country – and wowing fans – at sold-out houses on the concert circuit.

In spite of the fact the PBS broadcast was essentially a bare bones gig – stripped down to the essentials without the benefit of seductive sound effects or studio sweetening – the set was surprisingly vibrant and lyrical.

In fact, when two dueling guitars (one electric, the other acoustic) dove-tailed (or ran interference with each other by virtue of a bit of controlled-clashing) the effect was dazzling.

Uh-huh!

The Moody Blues succeeded in elevating their musical yearnings to awesome transformative ground-breaking heights.

The distinctive – reflective poetic musings of their youth – still resonate with fans and music-lovers alike.

Unlike a handful of their amazing contemporaries, they may be ripe for a come-back, alright!

In that event, I expect a posse of die-hard fans will be at-the-ready to slap on a platter, pop a hit of acid, and float off into space courtesy of the uplifting musical wizardry of the Moody Blues!

Favorite hit?

"Nights in White Satin", of course!

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What a trip, dude!

Wednesday, April 16, 2008

D.B. Sweeney, "Two Tickets to Paradise" a hilarious buddy film. "Great Gretzky" corals talent!



I slipped into a theatre to catch the comedy - "Two Tickets to Paradise" - not expecting much.

But, when the openings scenes flashed up on the screen, I sat up and took notice.

To paraphrase actor Pacino's emotionally-charged character in one of the Godfather sagas:

"They dragged me in"

I suppose it was because of the snappy bang on dialogue between the three main characters in this hilarious independent film by D.B. Sweeney.

And, because the off-the-wall buddy road pic resonated with an undeniable intelligence, wit, and charm.

Bottom line, though, it was probably because of the high standard Sweeney imposed on himself, that resulted in the success of this little charmer.

"Two Tickets" was originally released a year ago under the oddball title of - "Dirt Nap".

And, in spite of the fact the earthy comedy was received well at a handful of reputable Film Festivals, Sweeney was inclined to reel it back in and tool with the independent project a bit.

Actually, at the suggestion of filmgoers at a sneak preview, Mr. Sweeney shot a couple of extra scenes to add some punch.

For example, the doey-eyed actor responded to their call for a lusty gal or two to grace the screen; after all, it was a "guy" picture.

"Where were the dames?" they quizzed.

In a Q & A afterwards, Sweeney - who wore several hats in the production - delighted the audience with background fodder on how a Hooter's scene came about.

"SAG actresses were too costly, so we hired a couple of strippers."

The audience roared!

In addition, he revealed that the ending was changed so that it was more upbeat, in keeping with a plea from the audience at a marketing session, to pair two unlikely characters at the end of the earthy offering.

Sweeney also drew on the assistance of best buds, like hockey great, Wayne Gretzky.

In fact, Gretzky participated hands-on.

Sweeney laughingly recalled that Gretzky actually stood in a parking lot at a stadium, and personally guaranteed t-shirts and sodas to passers-by, who agreed to play extras in the crowd scenes at a Super Bowl event stage for "Tickets".

After stepping up - and signing on - volunteers glanced askance at the hockey star and wondered aloud:

"Heh, you're Wayne Gretzky, aren't you?"

Gretzky's wife, Janet Jones, was cast as one of the wives - and his real-life son - as her young boy.
Before marrying Wayne, Ms. Jones savored a promising career as an actress, if you recall.

The attractive blond appeared in a handful of quality films such as - Annie, Beastmaster, A Chorus Line, and A League of Their Own.

But, her break-out role was in "Flamingo Kid", opposite Matt Dillon.

For some pick-up footage, Sweeney also called on another long-time pal to rustle up a fake street permit, so he could shoot a bit of celluloid during the Super bowl.

All was well until a couple of cops happened along.

When the director calmly noted he had a permit, the cops turned to each other and chuckled.

"Oh yeah? Let's take a gander at that."

Sweeney confidently displayed the well-crafted phony; sure the men in blue would be fooled. But, the two cops laughed at it under close scrutiny.

"Pretty good."

There was one glaring problem, though.

The city banned all permits that week - unbeknownst to Sweeney - so the two coppers knew it had to be a fake.

At this juncture, one of the officers piped up.

"Weren't you the guy in that film "Fire in the Sky"?

Sweeney was flabbergasted.

They recognized him.

Then, they noted in an off-handed way, they had a couple of rounds to do.

"You'll be gone when we get back, right?"

Wow, a nod of approval, sort of.

Alright!

Sweeney was also fortunate to land a "thumbs up" in respect to a couple of chart-busting hits he chose to incorporate into the soundtrack.

Yup.

Bob Dylan, Dire Straits, and Bruce Springsteen - to name a few - signed releases on the dotted line, which gave a big musical boost to the project.

Unfortunately, the film got "kicked out" of the Toronto Film Festival shortly after it was accepted for screening.

Why?

Turns out, it wasn't a "Virgin" release.

When officials found out "Two Tickets" screened previously at another festival - and failed to meet Festival Rule Requirements - Sweeney was given the jolly heave ho.

Ah, who needs 'em!

Unfortunately, Sweeney later opted to forgo on the costly expense of securing distribution rights.

So, "Two Tickets" won't be screening in your local movie house.

Since the comedy screened, I understand that it may be on DVD release, though.

Try to catch the hilarious "dude" comedy, if you can!

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Thursday, October 25, 2007

Rails & Ties...Eastwood's daughter directs!



Occasionally, life's path twists and turns in unfathomable ways with no apparent rhyme or reason; but, each step may ring true along the way, nonetheless.

Such is the case with Kevin Bacon's theatrical release aptly titled "RAILS & TIES".

Imagine this scenario...

In one part of town , a desperate mother prepares to commit suicide to end her emotional pain.

Across town - another struggles valiantly to deal with a terminal illness which threatens to end her life - long before she's prepared to let go.

What kind of justice does God mete out, anyway?

Fortunately, the filmmakers don't venture there.

Instead, with a competent no-nonsense first-time director at the helm - Alison Eastwood (yeah, Clint's daughter) - a thought-provoking tale unfolds which impacts.

Through a glass darkly, universal themes about - survival, forgiveness, and compassion - rear their ugly head.

Without any apologies, the filmmakers force the audience to stare mortality in the face!

An engineer is barrellin' down the track one crisp morning when he spies a car parked on the rails ahead.

In a split second, the railroad worker (Bacon) must render a tough decision.

Should he tug on the emergency brake - in a bold-faced effort to avoid hitting the car - and run the risk of derailing the train?

Or - in the alternative - play it by-the-book.

When a young mother dies because of the difficult choice he makes, there is a full-scale investigation, and Bacon is placed on suspension until such time as the facts can be determined.

To complicate matters, Bacon is not only forced to grapple with his wife's terminal illness, but suddenly deal with a reality that has somehow eluded him until now.

It gnaws at him - too late - that he hasn't been a particularly thoughtful or dotting husband.

Is it possible to still mend those wounds?

As Bacon's character deals with the dilemmas, the young man who lost his mother in the rail tragedy, arrives on his doorstep demanding answers.

Well, maybe God's mysterious plan is suddenly apparent, and the Universe is unfolding as it should!

"Rails & Ties" is a modest film in many respects.

But, it is so beautifully crafted - that in one unsuspecting moment - it will tear at your heartstrings - with devastating effects

As usual, Marcia Gay Harden was a revelation in a finely-tuned performance.

Mr. Bacon delivered a measured understated performance - a little too minimalist in nature for my taste at times - but kudos to the maturing actor for pulling off a characterization that does resonate.

As to Alison Eastwood - well - it's evident she has a great directorial career ahead of her.

I, for one, shall be looking forward to her next project with great enthusiasm, whatever it may be.

 
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