Defiant Sloth

Dredd 3D: A Film Review (Really)

Though it should be obvious to the intrepid filmgoer, pretentiousness should be avoided when enjoying motion pictures (and reading literature). So often can one be abhorrently judgmental to the tastes of mainstream audiences that your enjoyment of well-crafted entertainment can be compromised. Such is the case for Pete Travis's excellent film, Dredd 3D. It's one of those films you could so easily dismiss by glancing at its emblematic poster for presumably mindless action. But you'd be doing your movie night a disservice with such premature judgement. You see, as hard as is it to imagine, every once and a while an action movie miraculously sneaks through Hollywood unblemished. And here we have one that is savage, comic, and unabashedly strutting in B-movie glory. It shines with future-smacking dissolution and hard-boiled totalitarianism mockery.

So, does it matter what the film is about? Likely not, but the plot isn’t half bad. Narcotic gangsters of a broken future American city - one in which 800 million people live in the ironic sanctuary of a megalopolis, barring exit to the grand post-apocalyptic wasteland -- trap two of the film's law enforcement agents inside an immense, towering residential complex. The place is like a decaying, hell-spawn version of a futuristic Mall of America. It is here that the stage is set for our heroes to evade annihilation by every malevolent being in the building. The heroes of this grim world are heavy-leather garbed law enforcement agents equipped with an all-in-one super pistol. No need for elaboration on the costumes or weaponry, because it doesn't matter. It just works. (Lucas, take note, you fool.) Their hard-lined perspective on world order is enough to garner the backing of the audience, I presume. I mean, they operate as judge, jury, and executioner -- what's not to like?

Dialogue is spartan, and holy shit does it feel perfect in its minimal fulfillment for this kind of action flick. The sets and characters inhabiting the world are also top-notch -- they function just right, whereby we can unobtrusively understand the complications of this future populace, the buckling of an over-saturated city, the poverty, the crime, the instability. Whether it's being prophetic or cheeky, it doesn't matter; it's fluid world building that doesn't get in the way of the narrative, and doesn't digress into any political shenanigans.

The film speeds along to a crunching soundtrack and competently-executed scenes. This is important: here's an action film that finally isn't shot with maddening quarter-second cuts and drunken hand-held camera men. You have no idea just how relieving this is in 2012.

Now, what could be potentially off-putting is that Dredd’s viewing is required in 3D. At first, this is an annoyance, especially when I've long held to the opinion that 3D is the bane of this new era in moviemaking. But Dredd 3D follows in the footsteps of Prometheus whereby the extra dimensionality is smartly employed. It is actually better used in Dredd 3D -- almost, dare I say, to the brilliance of Wizard of Oz's use of color 73 years ago -- through the film world's inventive drug, "slow-mo" (with which its users experience life at one percent speed). When the drug is used in the film, color saturation and details intensify on the screen in ultra-slow motion (my guess is they used the Phantom camera and shot at 1,000+ frames per second). Travis cleverly uses these opportunities for grand action sequences, ones that end in bloody splashes of rainbow-blasted brutality. Only with 3D do you feel the extra punctuality of the scenes, so much so that watching it without glasses would be a disservice to the film’s integrity.

I would call Dredd 3D a film with self-actualization: it is completely conscious of itself but never stands still to explain itself to the audience. It just keeps moving. And so it's enormously enjoyable as an action-blockbuster that requires very little thinking but plenty of genre appreciation. Perhaps the film is so enjoyable because we forget how nice it is to watch something like this; it’s been so long since we've have a fun spectacle that isn't stupid that we welcome it heartily, no questions asked. So: see it.


I Finally Understand ADD

Kudos to xkcd's ADD.


Milwaukee 2012

If you happen to be interested in my recent jaunt to the northern lands of Wisconsin (specifically, Milwaukee), I've published a few photos to peruse at your leisure.

Our dinner at Hinterland was unmatched during the entire trip. This self-proclaimed gastropub has incredible food and drinks. Their scallops melt in the mouth while lightly brushing your tastebuds with blackened spices -- a notch above Longman & Eagle's back here in Chicago (which is really the only appropriate comparison). The Andouille-crusted halibut defied expectations: sitting in a bed of Spanish chorizo, potato-pepper hash, cilantro aioli, and red hot butter sauce, this was just as succulent as the scallops -- incalculably soft and palatable. I also decided to destroy my esophagus with the cocktail battering ram that is Robo's Antifogmatic, a devlish concoction of house-infused Thai chili vodka, coconut water, lime, and ginger. The waiter kept telling me that the chef just makes the stuff in the back; after two sips, "you should be accustomed to it". Yeah, well, it took a few more than that. But I did order two glasses of it, so that counts for something.

I've also begun cranking away at a uniform series of photographs tentatively called Intimidating Beverages. Wide-angled but intense -- you get the idea below. Only have one that really expounds upon the idea, but I hope to accumulate several more over the remainder of the year.

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Defiance

Tumblr has been a fantastic writing platform that I used -- admittedly, infrequently -- since September 2009. My first post was the declarant Economist Goes On-Demand. I stated about the publication's digital transformation:

Sounds like it would have been a useful service about three years ago, but now that you can get your news hot-wired via Kindles, iPhones, and computers, it hardly seems as important. And… the news industry rages on in attempting to figure out what it is, exactly, they want to do to save themselves.

Three years later and the news industry still hasn't figured themselves out. In the marketing world, we were talking about fragmentation with devices and broswers and laptops three years ago -- a sickly, ill-defined word then and now -- but it could just as easily describe the state of publications. Print, digital, e-ink -- all with various pricing schemes. This is an unfortunate condition of the news world that will go on for some time, but it's clear that some publications are finally wringing sense out of it. I can now subscribe to the New Yorker via print and choose to read issues on my iPhone or iPad. Same goes for the Economist (finally having adopted this version of subscription-pricing). There's promise, to be sure.

But there is another area of the digital world that grows more convoluted and broken than even the news industry: social media. Though the Internet has always been social, things like discussion forums never got trendy -- it took timing, modern development standards, and (an initial) network exclusivity to bring it to a boil. When Facebook first set itself against wicked college students at the beginning of the new millenium, it likely had no idea what kind of travesty into which this party would turn. At first, it was sharing photos from the night before, throwing sarcastic insults at someone's profile, and digitally poking a student. It was fun while it lasted. But here we are, nearly a decade later, and everyone is sharing their immediate thoughts, sharing their immediate thoughts about their lunch, commenting on their lunch, liking their friends' lunches, taking photos of their friends' lunches, commenting on photos of lunches -- they may even be declaring their love for the brand of a ketchup used at lunch. It's happening. It's strange. It's incoherent. And, actually, that's fine.

The Internet has always been incoherent and strange. We're talking about the deranged digital universe that was built with the hard work of reddit, Something Awful, the pre-dickbar Digg, YTMND, The Best Page in the Universe, 4chan, Ebaum's World -- even Angelfire sites. While several of these have degraded into corporate drudgery, some still press on as modern Walls of Curiosity. But social media sites -- and we're really just talking about a few notables, like Facebook, Twiter, Tumblr, Pinterest, and LinkedIn -- are here to stay. At least in some form. They'll evolve. They'll need to monotize. They'll need to stay competitive. New platforms will rise and erode old ones (Evan Williams's new blogging project, Medium, just launched, for instance, and we all know what happened to MySpace). It's an on-going saga with faddy, shiny things.

For these reasons, it was imperative to move away from a free, fairly socialized platform and use something more solid and true to form. I want to focus on writing, with or without an audience. So here's my defiant stab against the incurable social media fatigue and egomaniacal poison that runs thick throughout the Internet: A website, owned and operated! How daring and defiant.