Friday, October 29, 2010

Amy & Mark




My friends Amy and Mark just got married, and I had the honor of going with them to Columbia Gorge to take their pre-wedding photos.

Monday, October 04, 2010

You can save 'Blue Like Jazz'

I'm so grateful for what Kickstarter is able to do. Here's another project you can help see the light of a theater projector:



Don Miller is one of my favorite authors, and Steve Taylor is a HUGE inspiration to me. I'd love to see this thing actually happen.

Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Tree Of Life Rumor Hub

Update (9.28.10):

Great mini-interview with Jessica Chastain on her role in the film. Article includes these two gems:
She also said that Malick was taking a casual approach to the script. If there were seven pages of dialogue, and she didn't recall all of them, Malick would tell her to "just say what you remember."

Fidelity to Malick's script, or the absence thereof, was a theme on the set of the 2008 shoot. As Malick was casting the children in the movie, Chastain pointed out that a particular actor wouldn't work because the script called for a 5-year-old and the kid in question was too old. Malick's casual response: "Oh, Jessica, no one reads the script."
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Juicy bits from the Pop Matters article.

Malicki’s eccentric directing style is well known by those who have shot with him. Will Wallace, actor for The Thin Red Line, The New World and The Tree of Life described one occasion: “Terry has a very unique style of directing. It was Martin Sheen who first told me (before I was leaving for Australia to shoot TTRL) to just trust in Terry and his direction even though you may wonder what he is trying to get out of you. Martin says that to this day, he is most proud of his work in Badlands, and he told me that he attributes that to the direction he got from Terry. You may ask for an example of such: A line might be as simple as “Where is everyone in Charlie Company?”... Terry may ask that you say it again as if you are staring at a strange canoe. Upon trying to visualize a strange canoe, the actor says the line again. Terry then says, “no… that wasn’t it… say it again, but this time say it as if you are staring at a strange totem pole.” Upon commencing the lines, your eyes might tend to veer upwards in applying this direction, in which case Terry might shout “BUT DON"T LOOK UP!” This actually happened to Adrian Brody.”

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Other sparse details compared Tree to the epic scope of Kubrick’s iconic 2001: A Space Odyssey. Malick careful to never include details about his characters or the plot, would discuss his ideas for the film with his team in cryptic metaphors. He suggested that he wanted a scene to suggest “the death of hope that we hold onto forever.” That particular scene, whatever it may be, was conducted without much CGI. It is Malick’s wish not to rely exclusively on computer-generated effects, going so far as to recruit2001‘s special effects wizard, Douglas Trumbull. Says Trumbull in Vanity Fair, “Terry is a friend, he said to me, ‘I don’t like CG.’ I said, ‘Why not do it the old way? The way we did it in 2001?’” The result is a retro-version of Trumbull’s best work combined with the unique artistic sensibility of Malick. By relying as much as possible on in-camera effects and super-soaking the film stock, the results were staggering. Says one source, “you do feel as if you’re seeing something not only important, but bold and eternal. I get chills down my spine every time I think about it.”

Saturday, September 25, 2010

Thank You, Pixar

“With ‘Toy Story,’ we pioneered the notion of using traditional cinematic grammar to make an animated film...”
This quote from Lee Unkrich, sums up the great good I feel Pixar has done in the world of animation and filmmaking in general. (And highlights some of the frustrations I have with some of popular fare that came out of the Eisner era of Disney.)

Friday, September 24, 2010

Red Mountain Music

I am enjoying the lovely sounds of some resurrected hymns. Red Mountain Music is giving away their album "Help My Unbelief" on NoiseTrade. It's completely worth the two minutes it will take to acquire the music.

Enjoy:

Thursday, September 23, 2010

Ouch


Marilynn Robinson delivers an interview with a few spankings for everyone.

Here's one or two she had for Christians:
‎"Christianity has abandoned its intellectual traditions, ceding that ground to anybody in a white coat. Where it has tried to muster courage, it has too often tended to become irrational and shrill. Meanwhile, a great age in true science, an absolute catalog of wonders, passes by unnoticed."
"My interest is in the larger life of Christianity, in the fact, for example, that among my estimable students there is no way to distinguish those with a religious background from those whose experience has been entirely secular, in terms of their sensitivity to allusion, or their familiarity with essential narrative, or with the basic terms in which the faith is articulated and pondered. In the great majority of cases they have been taught little or nothing."
A challenge:
"Where have the sciences flourished as well, where has freedom of thought and inquiry developed so powerfully, as in Christian civilization? These things are not new to us, not alien, not threatening. They are properly the heritage of Christian people, and the institutions of Christianity should honor and preserve them, beginning with the seminary and the local church."

Wednesday, September 22, 2010



"'Not me' is a good name for God."

—Rae, in Anne Lamott's Imperfect Birds

Sep 22


My mother (who's birthday is today) has created for me:

Safety
Joy
Exploration
Laughter
Story-telling
Love
Assurance
Protection
Food!
Reminders
Anchors
Love
Hope
Perspective
Direction
Food!
Warmth
Provision
Conversation
Life
Truth

Thank you so much, Mom! Happy Birthday!


Sunday, September 19, 2010

Big Picture

There have been too many little photos on my blog recently.

This one seemed appropriate.

Wednesday, September 01, 2010

Thursday, August 12, 2010

Kickstart!

My classmate Liz has met half her goal to finance her final project (a position I will be in come next year) and has fifteen days to go!

Monday, July 12, 2010

Films That Seep

Ramin Bahrani:
“Film is really 24 frames a second in the present, and I realize when you leave certain gaps, it allows space for the viewer to enter the film. That requires a viewer who wants to be engaged, who wants to have an emotional connection to a film, which should not be confused with films that elicit emotions like weeping and whatnot. You watch a certain movie, and the director puts you in a headlock through ways of dramaturgy, music, camera moves and excessive acting. It hits certain synapses in your brain and makes you cry, then you leave, and the next day you’re having a hamburger and you don’t really remember what the film was. Despite that those are the kinds of films that get lots of accolades and attention, it doesn’t attract me as a person nor as an artist. I’m more interested in the ones — because of your participation — [that] seep into you, and two months later, are still a part of you. I don’t know if I’ve accomplished this, but it’s what I’m striving for.”
Me too. (Found here.)

I'm famous!

I mentioned my friend Tim's blog. Well, guess who's on the header right now?


Those shoes are from Banana Republic. There were on sale, bought with Christmas money from my grandparents and are my favorite pair.

Roll Over, Don

Donald Miller's dog, Lucy, has taken over Don's blog for a bit.

Her first post is about the beginning of her life and how she met Don. It contains this tidbit:

"You can never really believe pain. It’s almost always something beautiful transitioning to something better, the whole time masquerading as a tragedy."
Good thoughts. Good dog.

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

Imperfect

Anne Lamott is one of my favorite authors. She is down-to-earth and yet always seeking light. Here is a snippit from the end of an interview with her about her latest book, Imperfect Birds:
"Everything I write is for spiritual reasons—to help people keep their spirits up, to help transform misery into laughter or healing, to help people remember the truth of their spiritual identities. I try to shine a little light in the world, to be the light for whomever is there, whether at the market, or in a bookstore. It is my spiritual calling. I do a very meager job most of time, but this is my intention."

Monday, June 14, 2010

Trying to cultivate a patient appitite on the Internet...

Some thoughts from Alain De Botton. (Original article, here.)

One of the more embarrassing and self-indulgent challenges of our time is the task of relearning how to concentrate. The past decade has seen an unparalleled assault on our capacity to fix our minds steadily on anything. To sit still and think, without succumbing to an anxious reach for a machine, has become almost impossible.

The obsession with current events is relentless. We are made to feel that at any point, somewhere on the globe, something may occur to sweep away old certainties—something that, if we failed to learn about it instantaneously, could leave us wholly unable to comprehend ourselves or our fellows. We are continuously challenged to discover new works of culture—and, in the process, we don’t allow any one of them to assume a weight in our minds. We leave a movie theater vowing to reconsider our lives in the light of a film’s values. Yet by the following evening, our experience is well on the way to dissolution, like so much of what once impressed us: the ruins of Ephesus, the view from Mount Sinai, the feelings after finishing Tolstoy’s Death of Ivan Ilyich.

A student pursuing a degree in the humanities can expect to run through 1,000 books before graduation day. A wealthy family in England in 1250 might have owned three books: a Bible, a collection of prayers, and a life of the saints—this modestly sized library nevertheless costing as much as a cottage. The painstaking craftsmanship of a pre-Gutenberg Bible was evidence of a society that could not afford to make room for an unlimited range of works but also welcomed restriction as the basis for proper engagement with a set of ideas.

The need to diet, which we know so well in relation to food, and which runs so contrary to our natural impulses, should be brought to bear on what we now have to relearn in relation to knowledge, people, and ideas. Our minds, no less than our bodies, require periods of fasting.

Fascinating... (We need more networks.)

I see the church all over this talk.



1 John 1:3-4

"We proclaim to you what we have seen and heard, so that you also may have fellowship with us. And our fellowship is with the Father and with his Son, Jesus Christ. We write this to make our joy complete."

Thursday, May 27, 2010

Things I'm Looking Forward to In 2010








And then there's this, for what that's worth...

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That's what's come to mind so far. What did I forget?

Sunday, May 02, 2010

The New World

I am planning my birthday right now (about nine months early). I hope to invite my friends to watch movies all day with me. One movie that I hope to watch perhaps twice — because it speaks to me so much — is Terrence Mallick's The New World.

Just recently I stumbled on Jeffery Overstreet's thoughts on Mallick's extended cut. I hope I get to watch it soon.

And, yes, it's already on my birthday list.

Sunday, April 04, 2010

The Best Family



The best news I've ever heard, ever.

Check it out.

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Okay, so I'm exaggerating, but, seriously, I think this means really good stuff is on the horizon. I'm so, so grateful to be living in an animation renaissance.

You can read the original article, here.

Sunday, March 21, 2010

Surprising, exciting.

Here is what has been getting me exciting recently:

Feedback on Toy Story 3 from it's early screening at Showest.

Friday, February 19, 2010

Haven't seen a lot of me around here lately, have you?

For the past few months I've been working on a series for the Wednesday night kid's program at our church. The series is entitled The Adventures of Professor Andrew and can be viewed here:

http://professorandrew.weebly.com/

Red, White and Blue

My little brother, on where he stands in the Olympics.

Good man.

Monday, February 08, 2010

By Céleste Boursier-Mougenot



More about this artist here: http://www.frenchculture.org/spip.php?article2335

Friday, January 15, 2010

Writing is hard.

But it is good.

So it is with many things in life.

Let's keep pushing ahead, shall we? If only for the harsh beauty that is sometimes burned from madmen like us.

Wednesday, January 06, 2010

IMDb is truly one of the most exciting places in the world to me.

Let me know what you think...

I did this a few years ago with a classmate and have never gotten around to sharing it with my Internet community! Enjoy!

This is, I think, my second or third favorite of my school projects.

Sunday, December 27, 2009

Installment Number Thirty Seven (from an unusual source)...

“Of all that is written, I love only what a person hath written with his blood. Write with blood, and thou wilt find that blood is spirit.”
Friedrich Nietzsche

Tuesday, December 01, 2009

Beautiful



Shows an awareness too of Eisentine's theory of relational editing too. Just for the record.

Friday, November 27, 2009

Crazy Love

Maggie Gyllenhaal, Jeff Bridges, Colin Farrell and Robert Duvall all in the same movie? Oh my goodness; that'd better be one great movie.

http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1263670/

And T Bone Burnett's doing the music.

Oh, and the movie's called "Crazy Heart" not "Crazy Love." My bad.

Monday, November 23, 2009

Five Favorite Albums of 2009

  1. Written in Chalk, Buddy and Julie Miller (and friends)
  2. It's All Crazy, It's All False, It's All a Dream, It's Alright, mewithoutyou
  3. Elephants, Aaron Strumpel
  4. The Hazards of Love, The Demberists
  5. No Line on the Horizon, U2
Albums I still need to hear or give a better listen to:

Together Through Life, Bob Dylan
Blood from Stars, Joe Henry
... many more

    Friday, November 13, 2009

    Installment Number Thirty Six...

    "Because children have abounding vitality, because they are in spirit fierce and free, therefore they want things repeated and unchanged. They always say, "Do it again"; and the grown-up person does it again until he is nearly dead. For grown-up people are not strong enough to exult in monotony. But perhaps God is strong enough to exult in monotony. It is possible that God says every morning, "Do it again" to the sun; and every evening, "Do it again" to the moon. It may not be automatic necessity that makes all daisies alike; it may be that God makes every daisy separately, but has never got tired of making them. It may be that He has the eternal appetite of infancy; for we have sinned and grown old, and our Father is younger than we."
    — G.K. Chesterton

    Thursday, November 12, 2009

    Installment Number Thirty Five...

    "Listen to your life. See it for the fathomless mystery it is. In the boredom and pain of it, no less than in the excitement and gladness: touch, taste, smell your way to the holy and hidden heart of it, because in the last analysis all moments are key moments, and life itself is grace."
    — Frederick Buechner

    Wednesday, November 04, 2009

    Picasso had his "blue" stage...

    When people look back at the stage of filmmaking I'm in right now, they'll have a name for it. I'm not sure what the name will be, but it'll be something close to "the bizarrely-weird stage: The stage where Andrew Price just went completely nuts and made the strangest films he's ever made." Seriously folks. I'll link to them soon on YouTube, but over the past couple of months or so I've made my strangest films ever. Everything I touch these days seems turns to weirdness.

    I'm going to blame two factors here: my experimental video production class and high school boys. The first has got me in an almost 'throwing all rules out' mode and the second is actual, real reason that two of my more recent projects are weird. I don't think of ideas by myself like Darth Vader in a grudge-settling dance off with a terrorist. I do like bringing them to life, though.

    Monday, November 02, 2009

    What Else Me But You? (A Look At mewithoutYou's "A Stick, a Carrot and a String."

    The Tooth&Nail band mewithoutYou released an album this summer called... well, let's nevermind the name of the album; it's really long and somewhat pretentious, and really want you to focus on this one song in particular right now. The song is "A Stick, a Carrot and a String." And it's been such an encouragement to me this summer. I think it is one of the best worship songs of the year.

    It starts out as a Christmas song. At first, I thought the whole song was a Christmas song, and I got really excited because I like odd Christmas songs (to find out how I feel about traditional Christmas songs [or at least, radio's approach to the traditional Christmas song], click here).

    The song is however not merely a Christmas song, and I'm fine with that. The song's territory is one I don't hear explored that often (in song, anyway), and I'm very happy to have my expectations dashed.

    But before I get too far ahead of myself, the first part of the song:

    the horse's hay beneath his head
    our Lord was born to a manger bed
    that all whose wells run dry
    could drink of his supply

    We're in the first stanza, and we're already dipping into the Gospel a little bit. Sweet.

    Then we get into "The Friendly Beasts" territory:

    to keep him warm, the sheep drew near
    so grateful for His coming here
    come with news of grace
    come to take my place
    the donkey whispered in his ear
    "child, in 30-some-odd years
    you'll ride someone who looks like me
    untriumphantly"

    I like what the sheep say here. If I were a sheep, I'd be excited about Christ coming too.

    Also note the donkey introducing the concept of the upside down kingdom (makes me think of G. K. Chesterton). This theme is important to Aaron Weiss and central to the song.

    Let's keep listening:

    the cardinals warbled a joyful song
    he'll make right what man made wrong
    bringing low the hills
    that the valleys might be filled

    then "child", asked the birds
    "well, aren't they lovely words we sing?"
    the tiny baby layed there
    without saying anything

    Okay. So far we've heard from all the 'normal' (um, except cardinals) or accepted manger scene animals (for the record, I can see cardinals working their way into a manger scene).

    And now at the margins:

    at a distance stood a mangy goat
    with the crooked teeth and a matted coat
    weary eyes and worn
    chipped and twisted horns

    thinking "maybe I'll make friends someday
    with the cows and the hens in the rambouillet
    but for now, I'll keep away
    I've got nothing smart to say"

    I identify most with the goat, by the way.

    Now the song shifts, it dips into the weird, parable/fable feel of the album overall. It serves as a response to the goat's hesitation

    there's a sign on the barn
    in the cabbage town
    "when the rain picks up
    and the sun goes down
    sinners, come inside
    with no money, come and buy

    no clever talk, nor a gift to bring
    requires our lowly, lovely king
    come now empty handed, you don't need anything"

    and the night was cool
    and clear as glass
    with the sneaking snake in the garden grass
    deep cried out to deep
    the disciples fast asleep

    and the snake perked up
    when he heard You ask
    "if you're willing that
    this cup might pass
    we could find our way back home
    maybe start a family all our own"

    "but does not the Father guide the Son?
    not my will, but yours be done.
    what else here to do?
    what else me, but You?"

    and the snake who'd held the world
    a stick, a carrot and a string
    was crushed beneath the foot
    of your not wanting anything

    Sunday, October 18, 2009

    Hokey Fritz! (This news means nothing to anyone who is not me.)

    Bradley Whitford will again be delivering great dialog!

    So I'm watching West Wing with my sister. And we're crazy about it. The writing, the cast, the feeling smart; the whole bit.

    So then I'm thinking: What are
    these great actors doing now? (Except that I know what Allison Janney's been up to! She's Juno's stepmom! She was the voice of Peach in Finding Nemo! She's been doing other stuff too!)

    So I start entering names into IMDb. And I find out (among other things — like that

    John Spencer hasn't done a lick of screen acting since West Wing ended.) that Josh (Bradley Whitford) is going to be in a creepy-sounding movie directed by the guy who wrote Cloverfield. (The movie has "cabin" and "woods" in the title, so you know it's either going to be a feel-good prequel to the Bucket List, or a horror movie.)


    And I think: "I hope this turns out not to be the worst movie ever made." Because, as I say, I like Josh. I am loyal to Josh. And I hope that he marries Donna. (If he does, don't tell me, because I'm only at the beginning of season four.)

    Well, fast forward about a month, and I'm poking around on the internet, trying to see if I'm still going to be able to watch Dollhouse in a few months, and I see that Joss Whedon (who is of too much significance to me to sum up in a parenthetical statement) chatting up some movie with "Cabin" in the title.

    And I think: Bradley Whitford/Cloverfield guy movie. And angels start singing.

    A few clicks away confirms that "The Joss" as we (me and the fun people in my head) call him, is indeed involved in the project. He wrote it. He's not directing it, but he wrote it.

    Before I enthuse any further, I should let you know that I may well not end up ever seeing this movie. It's a scary movie; it's a horror film, and I don't do scary. Bleh. I don't like it.

    Sooo....

    This is just me being happy for two people I admire, who's names would sound the same if your mouth was full of toothpaste.

    Okay, a few more geeky details, rated in order of goodness:

    Good:

    Chris Hemsworth (the new captain Kirk) is in the movie. Curiously he plays a fellow named "Curt."

    Better:

    Anna Hutchison, also known as "Yellow Cheetah Ranger" from "Power Rangers: Jungle Fury" is going to be in the movie.*
    Best:

    Topher is in the movie. Fran Kranz. I know Fran sounds like a girl name; that's all I can think about right now too. Except for the fact I love him in Dollhouse and will be very excited any time I get to see his work in the future.

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    *I'm listing this because I need a third fact. Oh wait, never mind: Another Dollhouse vet is in the film:
    Amy Acker, aka, Dr. Saunders, aka
    -------. Yay! She's great too!

    Thursday, October 01, 2009

    Séraphine of Senlis

    I saw Seraphine a few months back with my cousin. I was dazzled by the work of the artist in the film and made note to try to find some of her work online. But I negleted to at the time.

    But reading this review by Jeffery Overstreet reminded me of my search.

    So here are some of the painting of Seraphine of Senlis. Enjoy.

    And if you get a chance, go ahead and see the movie.



























    I watched this last night in class...

    I think my kids are going to watch it:


    Richter's goal was to create images that were abstracted enough ("pure") to where they could be understood universally. He wanted to create visual music.

    What do you think? Does he succeed?

    Here's another film by a filmmaker with similar goals:



    By the way, best to watch both with the sound off. These were not meant to be watched with music, they were meant to be music.

    Monday, September 28, 2009

    Wednesday, September 16, 2009

    She Forgot Purple

    Good thoughts on rhyming in poetry.


    (From someone who clearly loves words.)


    Hightlights?


    Rhyme is at the wheel. No, rhyme is the engine.

    There are no tired rhymes. There are no forbidden rhymes. Rhymes are not predictable unless lines are. Death and breath, womb and tomb, love and of, moon, June, spoon, all still have great poems ahead of them.

    Rhyme is an irrational, sensual link between two words. It is chemical. It is alchemical.


    And one particularly mindblowing sentence:


    Rhyme frees the poet from what he wants to say. 

    Life Tree

    Life Tree

    Sunday, September 13, 2009

    David Mamet:

    "All drama is about lies. When the lie is exposed, the play is over."

    Gross

    My friend Stan found this recently.

    This makes me mad in forty different directions.

    Pixar's Status Update on Facebook:

    A few weeks ago, John Lasseter hinted at Pixar’s first female lead. Well it’s official—he just announced that Pixar’s 2011 release, The Bear and the Bow, will feature the aspiring archer, Merida! Voice work will even include Reese Witherspoon, Billy Connolly, and Emma Thompson. Does anyone have a time machine so we can fast forward 2 years?

    Saturday, September 12, 2009

    I challenge you not to get excited about reading Donald Miller's new book after reading this paragraph:


    The subtitle, "what I learned while editing my life" really is exactly what happened. And, man, does he fly. A listless, writerly, ironic, Portland-based, post-evangelical thinker, becomes more intentional, more earnest, more active, more radical, more really real. It is an amazing transformation, actually. Graceful? Well, it isn't without stumbles and set-backs, but I think it is graceful. Yes, this is a graceful book. It is about making a movie about your life, and what that might make you think and do. That is, he wants his real life to be as interesting and noble as the one in the movie they are making. Is that a crazy-good idea for a book, or what? Sederis or Palahniuk didn't think of that, did they?
    From here: http://www.heartsandmindsbooks.com/booknotes/new_donald_miller_a_million_mi/

    Chasing Whale Pictures

    So, I have this new website.

    Well, it's not really new: I started it up a couple of months ago but only just now have gotten around putting anything up or playing with the look much.

    Unfortunately, unless I were to go Weebly Pro, I can't get* ride of the domain name, and the options for the template are limited.

    But, I'm doing the best with what I've got, and would appreciate it if you'd hop on over there and take a look. There are two videos up right now, and I'll be changing things as I get, what was the concept again? oh yeah, "time."

    Anyway, in the meanwhile, please check it out.

    http://chasingwhalepictures.weebly.com/

    ==

    *I've been wanting to spell "get" with an "i" recently. Weird, right?

    Friday, September 11, 2009

    It is my goal to use this word at some point this week:

    inhere (inheres!)

    |inˈhi(ə)r|
    verb [ intrans. ] ( inhere in/within) formal
    exist essentially or permanently in : the potential for change that inheres within the adult education world.
    Law (of rights, powers, etc.) be vested in a person or group or attached to the ownership of a property : the rights inhering in the property they owned.

    ORIGIN mid 16th cent. (in the sense [stick, cling to] ): from Latin inhaerere ‘stick to.’

    Monday, August 31, 2009

    I just recently finished "Born Again," Frank Miller's 1986 Daredevil saga.

    My thoughts? 1986 was a good year.

    The Video that Hath Most Recently Consumed My Life


    If you like it, favorite it! comment on it! watch it again!

    Thanks for watching, friends.

    Christmas

    This is a good time to make a top ten favorite Christmas songs list, right?

    My brother was just talking about the song "Here It Is" (from Over the Rhine's Snow Angels), and I was thinking about how it's probably on my list of top ten favorite Christmas songs.

    And then I thought "Oh no! I don't have a top ten list of favorite Christmas songs!"

    Thus, this blogpost.

    Here we go:

    "God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen" (I don't know if I'll put artists with each of the songs, but T Bone Burnett does a great version of this song)

    "Here It Is" Over the Rhine. Joyful. Sad. Exuberant. A celebration of the big, sad, messiness of life. And of the wonder we find.

    "Star of Wonder" Sufjan Stevens. As near as I can tell, this is God talking to the star of Bethlehem. Good stuff.

    "Sister Winter" Sufjan Stevens. I have to put this one here too. Probably one of the songs that is most personal to me.

    "O Come, O Come Emmanuel." My favorite Christmas song. The name "Emmanuel" means a lot to me as one of the names of God.

    "White Horse" Over the Rhine.

    "A Stick, a Carrot, and a String" mewithoutYou. A good reminder of what Christ came here on Earth to do. It is not wholly a Christmas song, but it starts off with a nice "Friendly Beasts" kind of feel.

    "Holy Emmanuel" Terry Scott Taylor

    Fan

    I found Pixar on Facebook!

    So I get to see pictures like this:

    Someone named Sam MacNiel keeps giving out my phone number to people in whatever state has the 404 area code.

    A Hint at Pixar's Next Movie...

    Very Weird

    Disney has purchased Marvel Comics.

    Friday, August 28, 2009

    Perfect Action Film

    My brother showed me this.

    So I guess it's not a cover name for the next Batman movie...

    The teaser-trailer for Christopher Nolan's upcoming film, Inception:


    It's interesting to me, he seems to be using (computer-driven) special effects to a level he never has before. Even The Dark Knight's special effects (explosions, etc.) were largely executed during production (as apposed to afterwards, on a computer).

    I'm glad Nolan's making this before another Batman movie. I think this will help keep him out of a rut. Now that I think of it, I guess The Prestige was made between Batman Begins and The Dark Knight.

    What are your thoughts? Are you looking forward to another film by the director of The Dark Knight? Which of Christopher Nolan's films do you hope this is most like?

    Does it seem like Leonardo DiCaprio is showing up everywhere these days?

    Sunday, August 23, 2009

    The moon looks a wisp tonight.

    Sort

    I think artifactual things are important to me.

    In getting ready for my little brother's return from Indonesia (yay! he's back safe!), I've been sorting through things in my room, trying to see if there's anything I can throw away (we're talking paper, here, not like, huge chairs or something) to free up precious space (my brother and I share a 10x20[ish? I'm not good with numbers or estimations] room). I had the room to myself for the whole summer and quite sprawled over the whole thing. I barely had room for me at times (true story).

    So anyway, now we have little Andrew sorting through things (by this I mean a stack of papers [and paper-like things] sitting at the foot of my bed), trying to see what I can throw away. And of course by "throw away" I mean "recycle."

    The alternative to recycling the papers is either to a) Use them in a fantastically cool way somehow to decorate my room or b) keep them in the stack.

    Most of the stuff I kept in the stack. I threw out a fair amount of papers and things (and found my Portland State University ID, woo hoo!), but for the most part it just didn't seem like the little guys's time had come. And when I did throw things away (talking recycling, here), I honestly felt like I was ending a life. Like I was saying to the thing, you're no good. I've looked you all over, and I find no potential in you.

    I think I personify* things too easily. That is, I see them too easily as people. And, oh my goodness, I can't even begin to tell you what I see people as. If I see a card I got in the mail from my dentist reminding me about an upcoming checkup as a pretty close friend, imagine the weight I put on relationships around me.

    No wonder I get tired.

    So anyway, all this to say I hold artifactual things, the things around me, pretty high. I enjoy putting things up on my wall, and these things remind me of things. They might remind me of an event (the book pass, for example, I had to get for the copies of So Brave, Young and Handsome and Peace Like a River I was bringing into Powell's to get signed by Leif Enger) or they might just be there because they're aesthetic pleasing. Whatever they're there for, they're an expression of myself. As with the other aspects of my life, the movies I make, the conversations I have, the things I draw. Expressing myself, for better or for worse, is all I can do. It's all I can really hope to do through my life and my work and my interaction. Maybe there's more I could do, if I were a stronger, braver person. But, for now, this is all I really can do. God grant me the grace to do it well.

    ==

    *this word is used incorrectly here.

    Thursday, August 20, 2009

    Thoughts from the 12th inning...

    Baseball is like life: long, boring stretches punctuated by moments of intense beauty.

    Wednesday, August 19, 2009

    Tarantino on "There Will Be Blood?"

    Quentin Tarantino on his friend Paul Thomas Anderson's most recent film.



    I've never thought of using "sweet" in relation to Quentin Tarantino, but I was touched by his closing statements on his relationship with Paul Thomas Anderson.

    Friday, August 14, 2009

    Rainbow

    I enjoyed this post:

    http://weloveyouso.com/2009/08/justin-waldrons-rainbow-parachute/

    I'm grateful to Mr. Pat Hassel at Jim Bridger Elementary for allowing me to experience the blessing of the parachute. I count myself blessed.

    The BQE

    I have a feel *listening* to Sufjan Steven's new(ish) album won't be quite has weird as just reading the description, here.

    Friday, August 07, 2009

    Monday, August 03, 2009

    Information I Can Not Share

    "Cannot" and "can not" mean two different things.

    "Cannot" means: not possible (or permitted, I guess).

    "Can not" means: able to avoid it.

    Roughly, of course. These definitions are off the top of my head, but I just wanted to share this. Thought it was worth noting.

    Thursday, July 16, 2009

    Swirls

    Swirls

    For a Week

    “What a beautiful God, what a beautiful God, what a beautiful God there must be…”
    —mewithoutYou

    Dear Heavenly Father, friend,

    Thank you for a week.

    Thank you for a week for friends. For getting to live together and spend time with each other and of bearing one another’s burdens. Thank you for a week of dishes and breakfast and walks and dinner. Thank you for trees climbed, water played in and for the little frog by the lake.

    Thank you for teaching. And for telling stories. Thank you for getting to look at little kid’s faces and watching the synapsis fire.

    Thank you for companionship. A roomful of guys and of conversation. Thank you for the ceiling fan in that room. Thank you for the open window and that the weather was never too hot.

    Thank you for the people. Thank you for the people who shared meals. Thank you for the conversations with them and for the day-after-dayness of their faithfulness. Thank you for the balloon on the floor.

    Thank you God for the door at the corner of the gym and seeing the kids play there. Thank you for the kids in front of me, on the floor, listening. Thank you that it was part of my job to make silly voices for a week.

    Thank you for the couches. For sitting around and reading. For sitting and writing, and watching. For sharing. Thank you for the music, the house full of music. Thank you for the nice neighbor to the left.

    Thank you for that little dog. That little smelly dog and for getting to feed him.

    Thank you for the stake. And the girls who gave. Our sisters, friends, princesses for the week. Thank you for the drive there and back. That we didn’t die and that we had good conversation. Thank you for getting to sing to Elijah through the radio.

    Thank you, God for the rocks and for the throwing of them into the lake. Thank you for the clouds over the lake and the thunder and the lighting. Thank you for the friends hugging and getting so excited by the storm.

    Thank you for tiredness and late-night talks. Thank you that we really talked.

    Thank you for the floors and the odd brooms and getting to use the blocks for decoration. Thank you that I got to read the book.

    Thank you for the bed, and blankets. And for Chris Johnson stealing them each night.

    Thank you for community.

    Thank you for food.

    Thank you for eating over the river. And the odd fish. And the stories.

    Dear Heavenly Father, you are the giver of all good gifts. These and a thousand more.

    Friendship with seven beautiful people is too much goodness in this life, and it’s a good thing I’ll have new heart in heaven, because it couldn’t take the thousand there. And the eternity.

    Thank you for a glimpse.

    In Jesus’ Name,

    Amen.

    Awesome

    http://twitter.com/Jeff_Overstreet/status/2636753136

    Wednesday, July 08, 2009

    Safe and sound in Baker City. Gearing up for Day Three.

    Tuesday, June 30, 2009

    Malick

    I learned the other day that Terrence Malick finished the script for The New World in the late '70s, and it lay dormant till in was made into the 2005 feature film.

    Isn't that weird? What other amazing scripts does Malick have just sitting around (just waiting for a few decades to pass)?

    Wednesday, June 24, 2009

    I'm cleaning out my inbox! I've knocked off about 500 emails this evening alone! Won't rest until the inbox is spic and span!

    Saturday, June 13, 2009

    Today I was on dish duty after lunch. When I mopped, I used a mop that reminded me of those very, very thin spaghetti noodles.

    Monday, June 08, 2009

    Installment Number Thirty Four...

    "What this means is that prayer can be learned only in the vocabulary and grammar of personal relationship: Father! Friend! It can never be a matter of getting the right words in the right order. It can never be a matter of good behavior or proper disposition or skillful manipulation. It can never be a matter of acquiring some information about God or getting in touch with myself. It is a relationship, exclusively and unendingly personal."
    —Eugene Peterson, Tell It Slant

    Have I shared this already? I think it's a wonderful quote and something that I wish I could really take to heart. Really get it my head (and heart) and learn, really learn.

    But for now, I'm going to have to live with being reminded of it, and it is wonderful to be reminded of this unendingly personal God.

    Saturday, June 06, 2009

    Beyond Awesome

    This will make your day. Seriously. Just watch it.


    This clip is referenced in "UP", by the way. In this clip:



    I found all this out through this: Easter Eggs in Pixar’s Up

    Yep. That's right.

    Opus, on a recent moviegoing experience.