Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Two Great Feature Films


Recently saw these two films, and I must admit I was not too enthused about watching them.  Boy, was I wrong!  Clint Eastwood will always be "Dirty Harry" or a "western" hero.  Watching Changeling and Gran Torino have forever changed my perception of this fine actor/director.  
First, Changeling.  Based on a true story that occurred in late 1920s Los Angeles, Angelina Jolie portrays Christine Collins, a single mother.  The love of her life is her son, Walter.  But being she is a working mother, work sometimes has to come before spending recreational time with her son.  A promise of going to the movies the following day is made, and she is off to work to cover for another worker.  She comes home to an empty house; searches the neighborhood to no avail.  Walter is missing.  She calls the police department, which informs her that they cannot do anything for 24 hours.  She is persistent in wanting the police to help her.  Of course, this is during a time when corruption was rampant in the L.A.P.D.  Eventually, she is reunited with her son...or is it?  As the film's trailer shows, she utters the infamous line, "That's not my son."  She is given a child who is shorter and quite rude than her beloved Walter.  The trials and tribulations she endures in the pursuit of justice makes one think how this could happen in our own country.  Apparently Walter was kidnapped by a deranged man who killed boys.  This man is captured and justice is severe with him.  He never admitted to hurting Walter.  It seems that one of the boys who was lucky to escape mentioned that Walter helped him escape.  Walter survived?  We'll never know, but as as Christine Collins believes, she has hope.  The film is amazing showing the angst of a mother in search of a lost one.  It is a pain that I think only a mother can endure and suffer.  Angelina Jolie gave an Oscar worthy performance.  She is adept in portraying dramatic roles alongside her other "action packed" characters.  I'm pretty sure that her own feelings of motherhood helped her in the portrayal of Christine Collins.  Hopefully Hollywood can offer her future dramatic roles where she can really shine.
The other feature, Gran Torino, stars Clint Eastwood as a bitter old curmudgeon, Walt Kowalski,  who has become a widower.  His oldest son, his wife and kids are just horrid.  They seem to be interested what they will be getting when he dies.  Walt lives in an old neighborhood where he is the only "American" left.  The neighborhood's primary residents are Hmong...an ethnic people from China, Laos and Vietnam.  They are very family oriented and strict with their religious beliefs and culture.  Yet, they can assimilate- pursuing higher education or becoming gang members.  Walt is very prejudiced and angry at the world.  His stint during the Korean War aided to this negative world view.  The film's dialogue is a politically incorrect litany of racial slurs.  Think of a hard core Archie Bunker.  Through some interesting encounters, Walt somehow becomes a friend and protector of his Hmong neighbors.  Sue befriends him- she's just as American as Walt, much to his reluctance.  She is witty enough to reply to Walt's slurs.  Her brother, Thao, is more timid and quiet.  There is no father figure; he lives in a matriarchal home.  Thao and Walt eventually form a unique friendship.  The title of film refers to Walt's classic Ford Gran Torino, made in 1972.  It looks as if it came off the showroom floor.  Nobody but Walt touches this car.  
As the story continues, Walt discovers that these foreigners are more family than his family.  But he won't admit that.  He does have a heart and the thing he does demonstrates his love for his neighbors and the wrongs he did.  As I alluded to at the start, I was not much of an Eastwood fan.  But these two films have converted me into one.  Entertaining films that were also social commentaries.  I am looking forward to more Eastwood films!

Sunday, June 28, 2009

June Was Bustin' Out All Over

Where has the year gone?
With so many things left undone?
I shudder to think
What's coming up in the months ahead
Looking back
Creditors calling- head's on the executioner's block
Teaching students to cope
In this world
With that one word- hope
Learning to appreciate technology
More and more
It's a path I love to follow
Opening every new door
2 more celebs passed away
Seems like one leaves us every day
Billy Mays- loud, yet lovable infomercial spokesman
Gale Storm of My Little Margie fame
Yes
It's been an interesting 2009 so far
New friends, new situations, new learnings
God give me patience for everything coming

Thursday, June 25, 2009

If You Believe...

Who would have thought...a few hours ago remembering Farrah Fawcett.  And now, the King of Pop is gone, as well.  Age 50.  The world will mourn his passing.   Thank you for sharing your talents with us.  Rest in peace.  No matter what tribulations you went through, it  just reminded us that you were just as human as the rest of us.  Thank you for the music!

Charlie's Angel

And yet another American icon has become an angel.  Farrah Fawcett-Majors, as she was once known, was a scintillating sex-symbol of the 70s.  When the TV series Charlie's Angels made its debut in the 70s, three young women would capture the imagination of not only young teens in search of pin-ups, but a nation who wanted to see what perils these young investigators would get caught in.  And who were these gorgeous women?  Kate Jackson, Farrah Fawcett, and Jaclyn Smith.  The only angel I was familiar with was Kate Jackson, as she was a character on the Gothic soap opera Dark Shadows.  Farrah and Jaclyn were relatively new to me.  But of the three, Farrah Fawcett would become the most recognized.  My cousin Rudy had posters of her all over his room and of course his t-shirt with her face emblazoned on it.  Her poster was as popular as my growing up pin-up idol, Raquel Welch, in her dinosaur-pic costume.  And Farrah would attempt the silver screen.  She played a somewhat "ditsy" attendant at the New You Shop in the science fiction film Logan's Run and helps Logan and Jessica in their dilemma.  Her tour-de-force performance, was in The Burning Bed in which she portrays a very abused wife.  Paul LeMat is the abusing husband, and he gets his just desserts.  She deservedly earned an Emmy nomination for this performance.  This made-for-TV film showed us she could act well in situations many women could relate to.  I wish I could say I was a big fan of hers, but I did like the work she did.  Learning of her illness was sad, and then reading of her passing...well, she is now at peace.  

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Heeeeeeeeere's Johnny!

Yet again another American icon has gone to his heavenly reward, Ed McMahon.  A lot of us grew up watching him as Johnny Carson's sidekick.  Their banter was at times, pardon the pun, heavenly hilarious.  He was a man of many talents- actor, TV show host, contest spokesman.  He had a particularly, in my opinion, gravely voice...a certain timbre to it that made it recognizable.  I cannot write more about this man, as I did not follow him faithfully, but I had to write a brief entry about a man who did play an important part in American entertainment.  He will be missed.  If you ever watch re-runs of Alf watch for the episode when Alf dreams he is Johnny Carson's replacement for a night, and how Ed and Alf interact is priceless.

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Now That's Re-Imagining!

Finally saw the new Star Trek film.  Wow!  Simple word.  This is such a new world, yet comfortable enough to reach out to the original series.  From the start you are "warped" into the action.  This new film has it all...the action, the monsters, the humor, the technology- the things that made the original series something to talk about.  I got teary eyed seeing Leonard Nimoy in his Vulcan make-up as the aged Mr. Spock.  The same Mr. Spock I watched as a youngster.  And what can I say about the new cast?  Simply awesome and a refreshing interpretation on beloved icons of science fiction television history.  Chris Pine as Kirk is one helluva portrayal of a starship captain that was a womanizer, risk taker...arrogant.  Zoë Saldana as Uhura is sexy and a wonderful homage to the original.  And how she is paired up with Mr. Spock completely blew me away.  Oh, and whoever did the casting...it was most logical to cast Zachary Quinto.  He is Mr. Spock and did not stray away or take away from the original incarnation.  It was wonderful to learn how the crew got together and the little bits of their history- something we never really learned from the original.  The SFX were amazing.  Michael Giacchino's score was pulsating and exciting as any other Star Trek score.  He is a promising composer, at least to me.
And it was nice to see San Francisco's famous landmarks: The Golden Gate Bridge and the dome of the Palace of Fine Arts.  My students who have seen this film are now ready to join Star Fleet, and the young girls are "hubba-hubba" over the new Kirk.  It's funny to have my students give me the "live long and prosper" salutation.  The film is definitely a new Star Trek for a new generation.  People and critics say that the original series came out during a time of social unrest.  Ironic that the new film has found a home in a time of social unrest, of economic problems, and race relations have not changed a lot.  Nichelle Nicholls once said that she was ready to quit the show because all she did was say, "all hailing frequencies are open."  It was Martin Luther King, Jr. who convinced her to stay on the show because it showed a woman and a woman of color in a position of command, Communications Officer.  And who could ever forget the first inter-racial kiss between Captain Kirk and Lt. Uhura in The Gamesters of Triskelion.  And now, it is an inter-species kiss that Uhura is involved in.  We've come such a long way.  If sequels are being planned, please let them be wonderfully original.  It would be nice to see J.J. Abrams and how he'd envision Klingons and the other amazing beings of this universe.  In short, an amazing film and it ranks up there with the best of the original Star Trek.

Sunday, June 14, 2009

Red and White and Blue

Completely forgot that today is Flag Day.  The one day set aside to honor the star-spangled banner.  Just three homes are displaying Old Glory- mine and the house that is the designated polling place, and one home whose owners I rarely see.  What can I say about today?  Of course, you know this entry is going to have some nostalgic overtone, but why not?  The love for my country was instilled when I was in pre-school and kindergarten- the Holy Family Day Home.
The good Holy Family sisters made sure we learned not only about God, but to have pride in our country, and for this I am forever grateful.  Learning the Pledge of Allegiance to answering the simple question, "What are the colors of the flag?"  Early 60s this patriotism was taught to my generation.  And now as an educator, I try to instill love of country to a newer generation.
I've seen our flag flown proudly over schools, buildings, picnics, theme parks.  And yet, I've seen this "piece of cloth" disfigured, maimed, burned...and all because of what a particular administration stands for.  But the beauty of it is we live in country where such things are possible.  Laud your land or the condemn its wrongdoings- where else can this be done?
I look at the flag and think of its magnificent history- from the original 13 stars to the current 50.  Our founding fathers never thought of that, but their dream came true.  Yes, between the American Revolution and today lots of wars, battles and conflicts have been fought on our soil and abroad.  And yet, this simple cloth of red, white and blue beckons those in trouble with a glimmer of hope.  We cherish our freedoms, but forget some of the symbols.  The Pledge of Allegiance has become a random recitation; let's take time to explain to our children and those who don't actually know what it means...what the pledge is all about.  It's an odd feeling when traveling internationally to see another flag and knowing that I must abide by the laws of that land.  But when I see our flag, I know I am home and safe and have laws that protect me and my loved ones.  To those men and women who have fought defending our nation, the last "vestment" worn is a draped flag over a coffin.  Keep flying those colors; invest in a flag for your home.  Political correctness be damned...I am an American first!!!  That is what I was taught and that is what I will teach. 

You're a grand old flag
You're a high flying flag
And forever in peace may you wave
You're the emblem of
The land I love
The home of the free and the brave
("You're A Grand Old Flag" by George M. Cohan)

Friday, June 5, 2009

One Day More

What can be said about the Anglo-French epic musical Les Misérables that has not already been said?  The same route that JCS took- concept album, concert version and eventual stage production.  Even Alfred Hitchcock remarked that it would make a grand musical.  More of a pop opera, with ballads, some rock riffs, and grand opera chorals.  Truly an evening of grand theatre.  Yours truly saw it in spring of 88 while it still was playing at the Broadway Theatre.  It had not been "watered" down and ran three plus hours.  From the opening bars that screamed "epic" I was entranced.  The actor playing Jean Valjean was country singer Gary Morris.  This show was one of the first where lots of actors from the pop/country/other genre wanted to become Broadway stars.   It is the closest to opera a musical theatre fan would get to see.  The villains of the show, the Thenardiers, were deliciously evil and their songs which required some comedy sure did relieve the goings on.  Not a dry eye during Eponine's death and the finale had the audience revved up to a frenzy.  After the show, lots of us waited at the stage door hoping to meet the actors.  Jennifer Butt, aka Mdme. Thenardier, was gracious and funny.  Her real hair was as red as the wig she wore onstage.  Gary Morris was ever the elegant gentleman; tired but willing to sign autographs and take pictures with his adoring fans.  
Les Misérables is truly a human story.  Great songs have come from its score and lots of us can identify with the story, the characters, the songs.  I am proud to say that this is the musical that I introduced to many a third grader.  As I look back, it was amazing to hear the boys singing "Valjean" and the girls singing "Fantine" in the selection Fantine's Death.  And how would I know that a simple graduation gift would prompt two students to pursue theatre!  To Jake and Jeff, continued success in your marvelous careers.  

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

Farewell Shiloh


Farewell Shiloh

You were such a loyal dog
You were such a patient dog
Your bark was mighty
Your heart was docile and loving
You went through lots of health issues
But never complained
Even vets were astounded
How still you would be
For a routine or emergency check-up

I don't know much about Golden Retrievers
But if they are anything like you, Shiloh,
You are a guardian angel of the canine variety
I would feel protected and loved
By a pooch such as you!

I never really got to know you
Except when I visited your home
The one you shared with the cats
And those humans who cared for you
And how I enjoyed pet-sitting you
When your guardians went away

Remember our walks near the offices
And the recent one at the Marina
Remember coming to visit my home
And meeting my tenants
How they loved you
How they grew fond of you!

Remember you learned a new habit
And that was a Scooby bark and growl
To let all of us know it was time for a snack!

But your health became frail
Yet you never complained
How heart-wrenching it was to
See you struggle to get up
To get into a car
But never a howl or complain
You were such a good dog

And now, dear friend,
You are with Uncle Gus
Duchess
E.T.
And the doggies you never met,
Cisco, Rosco, Bart
Bootsie and Mamie
And even that feline
Rosie

You lived 11 years
And love, food, walks were given
But you gave loyalty and
Unconditional love
To those who cared for you.

I shall miss you
Dear Shiloh
Rest in peace, old friend!

Shiloh
Born 1998
Heaven-sent 2009

Monday, June 1, 2009

The truth is she's never left us!

In the summer of 1976 the follow up "rock opera" of Andrew Lloyd Webber and Tim Rice was based on the life of Eva Peron.
Who? Yeah, that's what I thought back then. So, I gave it a chance because it was by the authors of Jesus Christ Superstar. I went to Record Factory ('member?) and purchased the double-LP of Evita: An Opera Based on the Life of Eva Peron 1919-1952. Wow! After the initial listening, I started to play it over and over and its anthem, Don't Cry for Me, Argentina became permanently etched in my mind. Of course, everyone asked what the heck was I singing or humming. Even during the rehearsals of Candide the director told me and a friend, Betty, that we sang nicely, but it was the wrong score! Well, needless to say that I was introducing this new theatre-rock score to my friends and they all accepted. You might say it was surprisingly good for them. (ahem!) So what was next? Of course, a theatrical version. By 1978 the great news arrived that Evita would open at the Prince Edward theatre in London. Oh, great! I'd have to save lots of money to go to an opening night. I had to make due with the reviews in Time and Newsweek, and of abbreviated cast album. David Essex played "Che" and Joss Ackland portrayed "Juan Perón. An unknown, Elaine Paige, got the lead and became the talk of the town in her dynamic portrayal of the First Lady of Argentina. Evita got really rave reviews and it was just a questions of time when it would come to Broadway. And who would earn the coveted role? Ann-Margret? Charo? Cher?
Summer of 1979...Evita has its American premiere in Los Angeles and in late July comes to San Francisco to the Orpheum Theatre. My friend Betty got 10 tickets for a preview, which was to benefit the San Francisco Opera, if I recall. And what a night. To see the young actress who was portraying Eva Duarte de Peron- Patti LuPone! She was dynamite and I got a lump in my throat to her incredible interpretation of Rainbow High- the song that she uses to dress up ready for her trip to Europe. But, apparently Patti was having vocal problems; the role of Evita was vocally demanding. I was able to see Evita five more times, but not with Patti, but with her alternate, Terri Klausner. BTW, she was just as electrifying as Patti. The local newspapers gave this show good reviews. The Chronicle referred to the show as "Eva Peron, Superstar." So, Evita closed in San Francisco and would open on Broadway in September of '79. A group of us went to the last Saturday matinee where we got the autographs of Mandy Patinkin (Che) and Terri Klausner. We got our fix for this incredible show.
The show opened on Broadway with Patti LuPone in command of the role. Check YouTube and you'll see her rendition of Rainbow High. Now, speak of irony or coincidence. At the Tony Awards in 1980, Faye Dunaway would present the Best Actress in a Musical. When she announced Patti LuPone for Evita the crowd was ecstatic. So was I. Oh, Faye Dunaway would later portray Eva Peron in a made for TV mini-series, Evita Perón. Hence, the coincidence.
This musical was the high tech of its day, with projections and girders and bridges that came down. Hal Prince, the director, was a genius. This musical is yet another chapter in the textbook on staging epic musicals.

"Eyes, hair, face, image
All must be preserved
Still life displayed forever
No less than she deserved"
("Lament" from Evita)