The responsible pop culture thing for us to do would have been for us to watch the Avengers. We were going to watch Us but then a lot of life stuff got in the way. We had one last chance this weekend but by that point every showing after 1:00 PM at our semi-rural theatre had been Avengered. And guess what? We don’t give a fuck about the Avengers! Or the related demi-plane of superhero content. Instead, we’ve been zoning out to seven to thirty-five minute videos of Bon Appétit’s test kitchen ppl making food, so we talked about that and somehow the gig economy. Enjoy!
This week’s movie is a book. That’s how things go down here sometimes. Cheryl just read adrienne maree brown’s visionary self/society/galactic help book 2017 Emergent Strategy. Joe read it a year ago. We both are thinking about how to be in this f-ed up world, so we hit record and started talking. brown’s 2019 Pleasure Activism is at the top of our pile. Watch out for our conversation about it in 2021. Also, we will watch a movie soon, we promise.
After Green Book won an Oscar, we toyed w/hate-watching it since Feb cinema is a dumping ground for lame movies. We decided instead to return to Boots Riley’s powerhouse directorial debut Sorry to Bother You. We talk it over in an end-of-work-week fugue state, get wildly off topic, and work our way back to the point: we loved this movie real hard.
Full disclaimer: we recorded this early-days episode at a McDonald’s after watching Gravity. There are some eating noises. Forgive us Apple o god don’t drop us. Also, we’ll fix our metadata we swear.
Anyway, we wanted to keep all the Cuarón episodes in somewhat close proximity. As for the movie itself: meh.
We watched 20,000 hours of GBBO material and definitely covered it all in under an hour.
We talked about this movie shortly after its release in 2012. 2019 internet tells me history hasn’t treated this one well, and I don’t think we would either. And we shouldn’t! Fortunately, there have been no shoot-and-cry flicks by American directors since. Right? –J
Roma led us back to Alfonso Cuarón’s 2006 Children of Men. Will we keep going w/Cuarón? Maybe!
The snow is melting and we’re thinking about the warmth of American Honey.