Overheard during a viewing of Richard Kelly’s Southland Tales

“Why does he do that thing with his fingers?” [alluding to the Rock’s signature gesture, a nervous twiddling to express nervousness or fear]

“If he twiddles his fingers any more, I’m going to scream.”

“I didn’t realize he was a twin.” “Never mind.”

“That’s the guy from Highlander!”

“Why are the Red Hot Chili Peppers in charge of that ambulance?”

“Watching Wally Shawn french kiss Maggie Chung is upsetting.”

“The fourth dimension is about to collapse… you crazy bitch.” (That was actually in the movie, not something we said.)

I couldn’t watch any more after an hour or so and so turned to the web for some meta-analysis. I liked Roger Ebert’s review: “The dialogue consists largely of statements that are incomprehensible, often delivered with timing that is apparently intended to indicate they are witty. All of the actors seem to have generated back stories for their characters that have nothing to do with one another. Only Wallace Shawn emerges intact, because he so easily can talk like that, but a spit curl does not become him. Justin Timberlake is the narrator, providing what are possibly quasi-rational explanations for movies in other time dimensions…. These people mostly seem to have dressed themselves earlier in the day at a used costume store.”

You do have to give it credit for being completely nuts, though.

Mediocre Steve Carrell movie

I’m slightly embarrassed to say that we watched the Steve Carrell movie “Dan in Real Life.” A.O. Scott gave it a pretty good review but I sensed that it would be so-so at best. It had its moments, Carrell wasn’t bad, I found his single-dad relationship with his three daughters to be kinda charming, but so much in it rang false or made no sense. The premise of the movie is that Carrell is with his extended family at their ancestral Rhode Island summer house when he meets cute with Juliette Binoche (is she actually supposed to be French in this movie? or does she just have the most unconvincing American accent ever?) at a bookstore. She tells him she’s involved with someone, but he has hopes. A couple hours later she shows up for inspection by the clan — she is now revealed as the new girlfriend of Carrell’s loutish brother played by that irritating comedian Dane Cook. Would-be screwball-ish antics ensue (Binoche has to get into the shower naked where Carrell is hiding! Family jazzercise session!), but it’s acted as if Carrell and Binoche actually had some kind of pre-existing relationship (rather than having talked for an hour). There are some really creepy, bad, or off moments — for me the worst was the scene where Carrell is supposed to be meeting a childhood acquaintance whose nickname was “Pigface” (or something) for a blind date. The jerk brothers lead an ostensibly wacky improvisation on piano about this “Pigface” girl. Then she shows up and she’s actually Emily Blunt and really hot (albeit awful). So this makes it OK that these adults were all, in front of young children, reveling in their mockery of a child’s physical appearance. Totally Lord of the Flies, and yet the movie seems to think it’s cute and funny.

I liked the Sondre Lerche cover of Elvis Costello’s “Human Hands,” a little-known (I think — anyway I’ve never heard it covered or anything) great track from Imperial Bedroom.