Edmonton – If you’ve never heard of Helen Thomas, shame on you. This amazing role model worked as a White House correspondent through the terms of nine U.S. presidents. Her wikipedia entry is overrun with the word “first.”
In this documentary, directed by Rory Kennedy (RFK’s youngest), Helen give you run-down on all 9 of her subjects, starting with Pres-Elect JFK all the way through to Dubya. Full of amusing anecdotes and serious reflections, it’s not hard to see why this feisty woman is such a hit. Plus, this one is courtesy of HBO so it has that slick “here’s what money can do” feel. It’s 38 minutes you won’t regret.
You know, there is something to be said for simplicity. I get a kick out of simple things. Take this video by Fujiya & Miyagi for instance. Some simple shots, some croping, color adjustment and bang, there you have it. A kick ass song doesn’t hurt either.
While in Montreal to see a REM/Counting Crows concert, I get stuck waiting on St. Cahterine Street for half an hour while my musically inclined friend Corey searches for some obscure CD called End Of A Hollywood Bedtime Story by some new Canadian band called The Dears. I was not impressed
Taking the nod from my good friend I listen to the The Dears. I like it. A lot.
2003 No Cities Left is released. If this CD was a fruit, it would be a Kiwi, because it is so sweet. One of the best albums of the decade.
Sometime During 2003/2004?
The Dears visit the Horseshoe Tavern in Toronto. During Heartless Romantic, lead singer Murray Lightburn rips out his megaphone for the chorus and I get the goosbumps, one of which is still on the back of my neck. Probably my most memorable concert experience to date.
The Dears release Gang Of Losers. Maybe I was anticipating this release too much but this album was the most radio friendly, un-Dears-esk album I could have expected. I have since pawned my hard copy of Gang Of Losers to help pay for a 6-pack on some forgettable Saturday night.
The Dears release Missiles. This album goes back to the Dears early sound of NCL and EOAHBS. It reminds me of lying in bed at 3:AM listening to Patti Schmidt on Brave New Waves to help me fall asleep. With almost an entire new lineup, Murray busts out Missiles which has that familiar slow, quiet, soothing, orchestral, rocking feel which made me fall in love with The Dears in the first place.
Edmonton – Honour Thy Father attempts to take a look at the ability for various religions and cultures to cohabit the same space in a small town. The story follows Gerald Auger, a traditional Cree, in his bid to give his father a proper burial, after the local Anglican priest had buried his father the Anglican way. The topic is definitely an interesting one, and the disappear Indian religions/culture is a topic certainly worth a look. However, this documentary comes out as nothing but spiteful. Perhaps it is because of the personal nature of the topic (narrator trying to bury his father against the politics of the church), but when you start off with a documentary by stating that the white man has been killing Indian culture and taking advantage of you for hundreds of years, then it can’t help but come off as a tad bias. I think documentaries are suppose to expose facts and angles that you may have not seen before, and then let you make your judgment. Honor Thy Father does not really do that, it appears to set out to gain some sort of sympathy and while the sympathy is certainly justifiable, it should not be thrown at you in such a direct manner as this film did.