missing my good ol’ wes wednesday feature – it’s just been far too long.
anyone else counting down till his newest film grand budapest hotel? they finally revealed the poster for the 2014 film (above), and apparently there’s a preview coming out later this week (I’ve heard thursday).
**update – trailer is finally released! can’t. freaking. wait. for this movie.
right now I feel like oprah, where I am about to tell you about one of my new favorite things, and wish I could plant a million of them under your chairs and shit…
fujifilm’s instax mini camera. guys. it’s so damn fun. I hate to admit that puff actually got me this camera for xmas, but I didn’t open or use it until we moved three months later. horrible…I know.
we keep this handy little instant camera at our ‘mini bar/game shelf’ next to our kitchen. it’s great entertainment busting it out to capture random moments and then watching it develop. the size of the photos are also fun (2.13″ x 3.4″) – and as you continue to take photos they pile up like a stack of business cards (yet way less boring, and far more precious). the film is a tad pricey, but is comparable to the cost of polaroid film back in the day (about a buck a photo).
…but to have a little handheld photo booth at your disposal? totally worth it.
I’ve been on a random documentary kick lately. it’s just a different kind of creative film making I feel like my brain has been craving. there’s two I’ve watched recently…that were so good (so. so. good.)…I just had to share.
first up is I believe I can fly: flight of the frenchies. holy shit. within 5 minutes of this film, you’ll be gripping the edge of your seat and wondering ‘why would anyone do that?!’ the film follows a pack of french (daredevil) friends who seek to push the limits in the sport of highlining. there’s something about this film that just shatters your bubble of existence for a moment. like a reminder that there’s more to life. shot in the parisian alps – it’s beautiful. intriguing. heart pounding. and worthy of a watch (or two). watch a good chunk of it here. or buy a download here.
first position is a film that follows a group of young dancers and their journey as they partake in an international competition. I’ve always been fascinated with ballet, and to watch these young kids and teens dedicate their lives, their bodies, to the art of dance is quite entertaining. about half way through this film, you’ll find yourself rooting for a few as they each compete (it’s a nail biter towards the end). you can rent or buy the film in its entirety on itunes.
I’m on the hunt for another documentary to watch, and am intrigued by this, but have yet to find the full download. regardless, I’m open to other suggestions…
being that the fourth of july falls on a wednesday- I’m going to use this as my means of fulfilling the weekly ‘wes wednesday‘ post…check out this super sweet article on ‘what your favorite wes anderson movie says about you’.
of course- my #1 wes film is a constant battle between life aquatic or royal tenenbaums…but for this, I’m going to go with life aquatic. it seems to fit my personality a bit more (and was my #1 for a LONG ASS TIME before royal tenenbaums became a close second).
“You like bands that other people like, but you only like their really obscure stuff. When you describe a piece of art or something as “difficult,” you mean it as a compliment. You probably have a graduate degree in something specific or you just work at a used book store. You want to move to Portland but you just haven’t done it yet. Sometimes people call you an asshole and you respond, “All I’m saying is that it’s important to understand what the term ‘craft beer’ actually means.” If you’re a straight guy (and you probably are) you have a girlfriend named Cara who is a research assistant and wants to move to France, but not Paris. When you have a kid (not with Cara), it will have, for a first name, the last name of a writer you like. (Maybe Wallace, because you love Infinite Jest.) One summer when you were a kid you spent a month with your cousins at their island house in Maine and something big happened that you never told anyone else.”