July 30th, 2006
Oh, I watched about a third of THE AMERICAN ASTRONAUT today. I would either A. suggest it to you, or B. warn you not to watch it with a clear head, but I'm seriously on the fence with it all.
I'm reasonably sure it's going to be one of those things where I absolutely detest everything about it during my first viewing, but grow to enjoy it upon further viewings once I glean exactly what in the hell's going down. Since first viewings can be crucial, I don't even think I can even suggest it for Sci-Fi Marathon consideration, as hard up as we are for new-to-the-Thon material. I just don't wanna be known as The Guy Who Made Us Watch It (tho LA Connection took his lumps in stride -- with glee, even -- for getting THE APPLE on our schedule a few years back.)
At this point, though, all you'll need to consider is what would happen if David Lynch, Kurt Vonnegut, Crispin Glover and the first kid in your neighborhood who knew what sex was all about got together and had a baby and the baby was a black-and-white sci-fi retro cowboy musical. Yeah, I said musical. Go IMDB it or something.
Yeah, I can't wait to go back and watch with commentary, as long as the background noise doesn't prove as distracting as it did with Wes Anderson's commentary track for THE LIFE AQUATIC. There's something about clinking silverware that really picks up well on a mic.
I am running to google it up RITE NOW.
Run, don't walk! And you'll be singing "Hey Boy" for DAYS afterwards!
|Date:||July 31st, 2006 03:12 pm (UTC)|| |
I'm trying to picture a "sci-fi retro cowboy musical" that evokes David Lynch and not John Waters.
Nope, can't do it.
I guess my mind doesn't work that way. I'll have to see the damn thing to know what you're talking about.