This was my first roll of color 120 film (Ektar 100 ISO). I'm getting a little frustrated because it seems nearly every roll of 120 negatives I get back have physical damage to some part of the roll. This is kind of a big deal when you're only shooting 12 pictures. Every one needs to count. I think I need to find someplace that will develop by hand instead of running the film through a machine. Anyway, still got some good shots.
The other day I cleaned all the CDs out of my car and grabbed 3 new ones to put into rotation. I didn't realize until later that I had just happened to pick 3 of my personal top 10 albums. I just happened to pick out Abbey Road, A Picture of the Eighth Wonder, and Americana Americana is the third and last in this opening "era" of Starflyer 59 albums with solid-color covers. (One last solid-color album would emerge years later with mixed results.) As I listened to this out-of-print CD in my car, I found myself thinking that more people need to hear it. In fact, "You Don't Miss Me" may very well be in my top 10 favorite songs.Jason Martin has since taken SF59 in a very 80's and perhaps more mature direction (Changing of the Guardis released today), but this album especially, from the first "trilogy" of albums could easily pass for a covers album of 50's and 60's tunes. It's all guitar, with vocals turned down to their absolute minimum and pumped full of reverb. Listening to Americana, while there is a variety of guitar sounds, there are 3 basics. The first is the rhythm guitar, which sounds like it's amplified through an industrial sawmill. Then there's the undistorted lounge/surf guitar, drenched in reverb and/or vibratto. Finally, guitar solos take advantage of that long Les Paul sustain intoned like I imagine Grace Slick would sound if she was a guitar.
But the real treat on this album ends up being Gene Eugene on Hammond B3 organ, vibraphone, and production. The organ first shows up late in the rocking opening track, seeming to underscore the final guitar solo, then to take over the solo, then continuing support as guitar goes berserk and fades out without finishing the solo. On "You Don't Miss Me", the organ is a constant background drone, adding depth and texture to Martin's guitar, which gives us another of those berserk solo fade-outs. The album goes back and forth between loud and the quiet, never very fast, but often extremely slow and laid-back ("You Think You're Radical", "Help Me When You're Gone")...cue the lounge guitars. Americana finishes up with a terrific pop-rock track that could easily pass for a Buddy Holly cover.
Yes, Starflyer's early albums just beg for comparisons to Weezer or My Bloody Valentine, but Jason Martin and Co. manage to create songs and tones unique to themselves (or himself), while providing that 90's sound we love.
I watched the first of the DVD/BDs I bought from the Barnes & Noble Criterion 1/2-off sale. I don't really want to do a full-up review of a film that I'm sure many more qualified people have written about over the last 70 years, but there were a couple of things that jumped out at me. The first was the use of models and painted backdrops to expand the scope of the film. The model shots are fairly obvious to a modern viewer, but I was actually really impressed with the detail put into the models, and they are shot from rather close-up (though nothing like the Lord of the Rings bigatures, certainly).
Two minor characters in the film had appeared two years earlier in Hitchcock's The Lady Vanishes (same screenwriter, different director, similar to Michael Keaton's character in both Jackie Brown and Out of Sight). Their popularity warranted leading roles the next year in Crook's Tour, which is included with The Lady Vanishes 2-disc.
Night Train to Munich is a fast-paced, well directed, WWII, action, adventure, chase comedy made before the world knew what was happening inside German concentration camps, and as a result downplays the atrocities of that reality. Although in many ways typical of late 30's/early 40's movies of the same genre, there are plenty of twists and turns along that way to help the film warrant a spot among the classics.
This is the first roll of slide film I've ever shot. I used my Gold Harikin (Vivitar Clone) and a roll of slightly expired Fuji Sensia 100 ISO 35mm. I don't think it's possible to take a bad picture with this camera, except perhaps to underexpose the film.
If my memory serves, last night's screening of Psycho was the 4th Alfred Hitchcock film I'm seen from a 35mm print at the Victoria Theatre, the others being North by Northwest, Strangers on a Train, and Vertigo.
As always, there was an organ concert prior to the show, then a Loony Toons short. Psycho wasn't a new print. I'm guessing it was part of some 1980's re-release. Of course there were some scratches and wear to the print, but what was a little distracting was the difference in color between the reels. The first reel was a beautiful B&W, but the second reel had a yellow tint to it, the third a green tint, then it was pretty much good B&W to the end, but the mono sound was consistent throughout.
The first time I saw Psycho was sitting alone in a dark room watching a midnight movie on TV, so it was a much different experience seeing it with an audience, although there were no hysterics as there might have been in 1960 at the shower scene. In fact, the Arbogast murder seemed to shock people more because the music peaks so suddenly.
Psycho stands as 50-year-old example that a director can successfully manipulate the emotions of an audience through acting, editing, and scoring without resorting to nudity and gore like the three sequels.
This one was given to me by another instructor at work. I've never heard of the brand, but when I looked it up it turns out that they never actually made anything, but were a distributor for low-end cameras and lenses made in China. So here's the latest:
And what it looks like at the moment, as I try to modify it to allow for double exposures.