Dead at 52, Chris Cornell of Soundgarden (and Audioslave, I suppose) fame.

18.05.2017 • Permalink
Mindhorn

Mindhorn (2016)

Underholdende krimkomedie hvor en falmet TV-stjerne blir tilkalt av politiet på Isle of Man for å hjelpe dem å fange en morder ved å spille sin gamle rolle en gang til. Alt går selvfølgelig galt: den mistenkte er egentlig uskyldig og vår helt blir plutselig den ettersøkte. Mindhornklarer (naturligvis) ikke nå samme høyder som f.eks. Hot Fuzz, men med spilletid på 85 minutter, kommer vitsene kjapt nok til at ikke rekker å bli lei heller. Julian Barratt spiller Thorncroft med akkurat nok hybris og patos til at han vi både ler med og av ham. (At Steve Coogan har en finger med på produksjonssiden er ikke overraskende; Thorncroft ville vært skreddersydd som gjest på Knowing Me Knowing You with Alan Partridge.)


  • Regi: Sean Foley
  • Med: Julian Barratt, Essie Davis, Steve Coogan
17.05.2017 • Permalink

Trump’s alleged screw-up with the Russians reveals yet again what we have learned many times in the last four months: The successful operation of our government assumes a minimally competent Chief Executive that we now lack. Everyone else in the Executive Branch can be disciplined or fired or worse when they screw up by, say, revealing classified information or lying about some important public policy issue. But the President cannot be fired; we are stuck with him for 3-1/2 more years unless he is impeached, which remains a long-shot.

Source: Bombshell: Initial Thoughts on the Washington Post’s Game-Changing Story

As David Brin keeps pointing out: who benefits? The leak may well come from the Russians themselves. Trump is set to meet the NATO brass soon, and he basically just told them “I cannot be trusted”. Europe must no decide how NATO proceeds, absent its arguably most important member.

Update: I stand corrected.

16.05.2017 • Permalink

Not going to lie: this looks excellent. Hope it lives up to expectations.

08.05.2017 • Permalink

[W]hen Kenny G decided that it was appropriate for him to defile the music of the man who is probably the greatest jazz musician that has ever lived by spewing his lame-ass, jive, pseudo bluesy, out-of-tune, noodling, wimped out, fucked up playing all over one of the great Louis’s tracks (even one of his lesser ones), he did something that I would not have imagined possible. He, in one move, through his unbelievably pretentious and calloused musical decision to embark on this most cynical of musical paths, shit all over the graves of all the musicians past and present who have risked their lives by going out there on the road for years and years developing their own music inspired by the standards of grace that Louis Armstrong brought to every single note he played over an amazing lifetime as a musician.

Pat Metheny on Kenny G. Vicious.

04.05.2017 • Permalink