not a good morning inside my head. decided i needed to move my body to shake it. didn’t opt for a quad-quaking, calf-cutting run or bike ride, just a stroll. savored the green that is dotted with the beginnings of yellow in fact took in all the green I could (knowing what is to come). potted a croton and a succulent for the front porch while outside plant time is viable (knowing what is to come). that took some of the edge off. decided to get out again and see a film. of everything showing, i narrowed it down to “99 Homes” or “Drunk Stoned Brilliant Dead” (the national lampoon story). whichever one started the closest to when i walked in would win. that was all the planning I could muster.
“99 Homes” won.
and so did i.
it’s about the aftermath of the predatory mortgage lending → housing crisis 2007, ’08, ‘09 and it takes place in ‘10. hard to believe 2010 is already a period piece film but they got everything right from the bushy tween boys’ 70s haircuts to the iPhone 4. Michael Shannon (LOVE) plays the “bad guy” who seriously wins every acting award inside my little universe especially when he gives a soliloquy-style ass chewing to the “good guy” played by Andrew Garfield who takes it even deeper and darker as a desperate dad who breaks bad and does it so good. even Laura Dern in a supporting role just filled in every crack that might have been. emotional reckless intensity was tempered by some tender moments and only one scene messed with my suspension of disbelief but the rest of the film made that not matter as i have totally forgotten what it even was. Oscar Oscar Oscar. and i hate Oscar (we have covered that).
it felt so good to leave the theater riveted (i am 2 for 2 this fall!) and able to walk home thinking about what i just saw and not what i was seeing (not the greatest ground to cover, that walk home) and just as i started to feel – and relish – the last of the warm fall sun searing color into my neck and back of my legs (knowing what is to come), i saw this as i crossed the 395 overpass on E Street, and thought to myself that it’s so ugly it might just be pretty: