I rewatched “Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind” last night and had the same reaction as the first time I saw it. I felt frazzled during the first third or so with the fractured storytelling/editing technique, then, finally, touched and transported by how well it captures the sometimes bruising bliss of love. The scene lit through the quilt seemed especially beautiful this time around.
During the Academy Awards show, I wasn’t that worked up when Charlie Kaufman won the Best Original Screenplay Oscar, since it felt like he and his script were such obviously deserving recipients. The second viewing of the film made me realize that it’s pretty incredible that the Academy honored such a risk-taking film. Good sign.
Watching the special features section made me realize how well Kate Winslet pulled off her American accent. It also occurred to me that the wacky chick genre is hot with three T’s of late. Another case in point outside of tangerine-tressed Clementine: the (to me, super duper annoying) hamster cadaver-holding Natalie Portman of “Garden State.” What up with that? Maybe leftover Annie Hall envy?
In music news, I really like Bright Eyes’ new album “I’m Wide Awake, It’s Morning.” The previous album “Lifted” didn’t do much for me, unlike most folks, but this new one is acoustic and poetic in a stripped-down backroom bar, Woody Guthrie-esque way that shows this Colin dude is living up to the hype. “First Day of My Life” is a love song in the aforementioned bruised bliss genre and it’s great to hear a youngun’ singing about current world events in addition to the requisite dating dilemmas. Good sign.