Any thoughts on Another Round?

Or: any thoughts from any possible drunks in attendance?

Or non-drunks, I guess. If they have things to say about such things as a movie like this. That knows both nothing and everything about addiction and compulsively destructive behaviour.

It saw me. It laughed at me. Could I possibly ask for more?

*barfs all over self*

Mike Leigh's BBC films are all on Criterion this month. Very nice. Good to see these wickedly underseen gems get a little more visibility. And extra good because I recently realized I lost my copy of Nuts in May

"I want a moustache, dammit. I want to look like Burt Reynolds"

Hell yeah

I have to admit.  The Bollywood songs are a pretty high hurdle for me, but it isn't any worse than most musicals in that regard.  I'm not sure how many Bollywood films I've seen that didn't have Aishwarya Rai, but that's my own personal problem.  At least RRR has songs that, well, aren't great but fun and, at least in translation, have some great lyrics.  "Will there be bloodshed?", I goddamn hope so. 

Jinnistan wrote:

I was able to tear myself away from the thread about Christian movies "that touched heart" long enough to notice your persisting love for Gummo, so I feel compelled to mention my six degrees of separation from it.  I had no involvement whatsoever.  I didn't have a car at the time.  But you may know that it was filmed in Nashville (although there is an actual Xenia, Ohio).  Rampop, as well, is familiar with the Guzacks (who play the skinheads) and Bryant the midget was a well-known entity around the West End area, frequently seen without shoes, bumming money for god knows what.  I was trying with little success to get with a girl who was supplying the film with cats from a local shelter (the real cats, not the fake ones being harmed), but she was at the time living in a local ashram with some hairless dolt guru.  I was working at a local video rental establishment (not Blockbuster), and had to cock-block the old fool by shooting down his suggestion for Babette's Feast (clearly trying to impress this lovely young woman) and going hard in the paint for Kurosawa's Dreams instead.  When they returned it, they said they liked it.  But there was a certain seethe behind his happy hippie eyes.  Player recognizes game.

I believe I remember you saying at some point you were around Korrine's general stomping grounds. From everything I've seen of him, he is a bunch like a few people I am sort of friends with. An amusing person to watch from a distance but generally untrustworthy. But like all untrustworthy people, as long as you know this about them, who cares. Just be sure not to trust them and you'll be fine.

As soon as you said the name Guzack, I was "I bet this is going to be the two bald kids punching eachother'. Great scene!

And that dwarf constantly pushing away Korrine's advances with his stern 'no's' always cracks me up. Great scene!

So many great scenes!

I love the movie from the bottom of my DNA strands. While there are a few moments here and there that don't really work for me, for a film that lives so much on the fringes in every single scene, its remarkable how perfectly hypnotic so much of it is.

He's never come close to it since. Donkeyboy is really good, but not Gummo. I didn't like Mister Lonely. I dont' even know what I thought about Trash Humpers. Spring Breakers is good but I haven't been loving it on rewatches. And I thought the Beach Bum was slightly crap.

But still, Gummo is enough to make an entire legend out of. And his Letterman appearances.
 

crumbsroom wrote:

I believe I remember you saying at some point you were around Korrine's general stomping grounds.

There aren't a whole lot of stomping grounds to choose from in Nashville for the hip social youngsters.  The West End area is about the best place, where all of the colleges, the best book stores, the best restaurants and diners, the best art-house movie house, arguably the best music (Elliston Place), best record stores (Great Escape, Tower), definitely the best drugs (Dragon Park) and just generally the best mix of what the city has to culturally offer that doesn't include belt-buckles are located.  Keep the tourists quarantined downtown, let them buy the expensive cowboy hats and boots and football tickets, bitter draft beer and square dance competitions.  Make as much noise as you want, we can't hear your Hee Haw cosplay.

So it's true that we shared the West End stomping grounds, but I barely crossed paths with Korine.  We share a handful of mutual friends, we attended adjacent high schools, he's a year older than myself, and by the time I was spending a lot of time in West End, he was already in New York writing Kids.  He "got out" as the kids used to say.  Korine, as you may be aware, had a Dylan-esque habit of making a whole lot of shit up about himself, and tried to slum himself off as a bit more downtrodden than he was.  This "trash humping" tendency is clear in his films, but he lived in one of the nicer neighborhoods (Green Hills) and his father was a PBS producer.  I may be wrong, and he'd deny it anyway, but I'm pretty sure he was class president for at least one of his high school years, as odd as that seems today.  He's back in Nashville now, I believe, and last I heard (around 2008) he was shooting Budweiser commercials (which were never picked up) down at one of the city's finest dive bars, Springwater, with one of our mutual friends on banjo and another of West End's late street eccentrics, Dave Cloud.







And here's our mutual friend in his regular band.

crumbsroom wrote:

And his Letterman appearances.

And the great punchline of his appearances - getting a lifetime ban from the show for getting caught in the green room rummaging through Meryl Streep's purse.  Devil's advocate: I bet Meryl has access to some fantastic pills.

Hace you seen his Fight Harm?  That's a good example of being as obnoxious as possible by passing it off as avart garde street theater.  Basically he starts fights on the street with random strangers, just really fucking with people until they finally get physical with him.  Classic Korine.