Cahiers du Cinéma: Django Unchained.

January 23rd, 2013

I want to throw Lawrence some linky-love for his review of Django Unchained. If I don’t, I’ll hear from him.

And, more to the point, he says a lot of what I wanted to say. My comments are more in the form of notes on his review than an actual review.

The script is clever and fairly taut for it’s 165 minute running time, and it doesn’t have the dead spots of (for example) Inglorious Basterds.

I disagree with Lawrence on this. Specifically, I found what I’ll refer to as “the third act” (people who have seen the movie should understand what I’m talking about) to be kind of draggy. I think that entire sequence could have been tightened up considerably; I was ready for the movie to be over long before it was over.

Dear Quentin Tarantino:
You’re a good director. Really. Please stop trying to act as well. Thank you.

I was glad to see Zoë Bell in the credits, though I honestly missed her in the movie itself. Maybe one of these days Tarantino will give her the role she deserves.

There is a scene where Django and Schultz have hunted down a wanted man; Django balks at shooting the man in front of his child until Schultz has him read the wanted poster. I thought this was a very clever scene, more clever than I actually expected from Tarantino, for two reasons:

  1. Django has trouble reading the wanted poster. Of course he does; he’s a slave, he probably wasn’t taught to read very well to begin with. There are a lot of hack directors who wouldn’t have thought of developing Django’s character in that way.
  2. That scene also sets up a key plot point much later in the movie, which I won’t spoil here.

Generally: yeah, I liked it, but I would have liked it a little more at 2:15 or possibly 2:30, not 2:45.

Edited to add: For some reason, Lawrence’s comments about this film self-selecting its audience, and comments I expect to get from certain other people, remind me of ham. Don’t know why.

Final judgement.

January 23rd, 2013

Both Lawrence and I have written about Amado Pardo, restaurateur, Democratic activist, convicted murderer, and alleged heroin dealer. As Lawrence noted in his last update, Mr. Pardo was in declining health and had been released to hospice care.

According to the Statesman and his attorney, Mr. Pardo passed away yesterday. His trial on the drug charges was scheduled for February 11th. I’m not clear how Mr. Pardo’s death is going to affect the charges against the other people who were indicted with him.

Obit watch: January 23, 2013.

January 23rd, 2013

Taiho.

Who?

Taiho, “widely considered the greatest sumo wrestler of postwar Japan despite the fact that he weighed scarcely more than 300 pounds”.

Taiho, who made his debut in the mid-1950s, dominated his sport until the early ’70s. Standing about 6 feet 1 and weighing about 220 pounds at the start of his career, he was a sylph of sumo, relying on skill more than heft to win matches.

His career record was 746-144-136, and he won the Emperor’s Cup (“an immense silver trophy awarded to the champion of sumo’s top division”) 32 times.

And one more gratuitous note: Taiho was born on Sakhalin Island during World War II. After the war ended and the Soviet Union took control of Sakhalin, Taiho and his mother were sent to Hokkaido.

His father, an anti-Communist who had fled his homeland for Sakhalin after the Bolshevik Revolution of 1917, was apparently arrested. The family never learned his fate; years later, touring the Soviet Union as a sumo star, Taiho reportedly sought his father’s whereabouts to no avail.

Remember, folks: Commies aren’t cool.

TMQ watch: January 22, 2013.

January 22nd, 2013

We were busy most of the morning, all afternoon, and on into the evening. But hey! Today is still Tuesday, and we all know what that means! Girl Scout cookies!

(munches another Caramel deLite)

Damn, these are good.

(has another)

(puts up the rest of the box before we eat our way through it)

Oh, yeah, we also have this week’s TMQ to deal with after the jump…

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Obit watch: January 21, 2013.

January 21st, 2013

Lawrence sent me a heads-up that Michael Winner had died, but I wasn’t able to find independent confirmation until now. Here’s the A/V Club obit.

His filmography is interesting: he directed Death Wish, Death Wish 2, Death Wish 3, and the original version of The Mechanic. (I kind of liked both Death Wish and The Mechanic, though I haven’t seen either one in ages.)

He also directed Won Ton Ton: The Dog Who Saved Hollywood, a version of The Big Sleep with Robert Mitchum as Marlowe and set in England instead of L.A., and (the reason Lawrence brought him up), The Sentinal.

Strange definitions.

January 21st, 2013

New York state has very strict gun laws.

One of those laws imposes a mandatory prison sentence of three and a half years on anyone caught carrying a loaded illegal gun.

How’s that working for them?

In 2011, the latest year for which sentencing statistics are available, fewer than half the defendants who had been arrested for illegal possession of a loaded gun in New York City received a state prison sentence, according to an analysis of criminal justice statistics by the mayor’s office.

You don’t say. Tell us more.

In the Bronx, as few as 31 percent were imprisoned. In Brooklyn the rate was 41 percent; in Staten Island it was 47 percent; in Manhattan it was 68 percent; and in Queens it was 76 percent.

Now, let’s be fair about this:

…the law can sometimes trap travelers who bring licensed guns into the state. Critics of strict mandatory sentencing caution that allowances must be made for unwitting violations.

The NYT gives two specific examples of cases in which Bronx prosecutors did not seek the mandatory sentence: “a state prison guard who was not authorized to carry a firearm only because he had failed to submit the required paperwork” (only ones syndrome, anyone?) and “a Pennsylvania school bus driver who was traveling to his sister-in-law’s wake in New York”.

I’m all for prosecutorial discretion, but in more than 50% of cases? This is obviously some strange definition of the word “mandatory” I was previously unaware of.

Random notes: January 21, 2013.

January 21st, 2013

I’ve written previously about the pot growers of Mendocino County. Today’s LAT reports on a new development.

Mendocino County set up a program to register medical marijuana growers:

Those who registered with the sheriff had to install security fencing and cameras, pay permitting fees up to $6,450 a year and undergo inspections four times a year. Every plant was given a zip-tie with a sheriff’s serial number on it.

The DEA raided the first person who registered.

Still, 91 growers signed up the next year.
Agents then targeted Matt Cohen, the grower most vocal in advocating for the program and getting it set up.

In spite of this, the county intended to continue registering growers:

But county officials stopped the permitting and inspections in March after the U.S. attorney threatened them with legal action. The federal subpoena landed in October, demanding records of inspections, applications, internal county emails, notes, memos and bank account numbers.

The county is now fighting the subpoenas. Three things about this:

Meanwhile, in local news: Austin has a moderately successful chains of bars known as “Little Woodrow’s”. The owners want to put a new location at 5425 Burnet, but they need a zoning change first. Here’s 5425 Burnet on Google Maps:


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This is a stretch of road I’m fairly familiar with; there’s not much along there except strip centers and stand-alone businesses. As the Statesman notes, there’s a mixed-use apartment/shopping development (with a parking garage) right across the street, which Little Woodrow’s hopes to cater to. There’s two bars close by that I can think of: Ginny’s Little Longhorn Saloon, mentioned in the article, which is also famous for chicken (stuff) bingo, and Billy’s on Burnet (which does very good hamburgers and has limited parking).

Anyway, the point is: the usual suspects – the Brentwood and Allandale neighborhood associations – are all butthurt over this, claiming there won’t be enough parking, the bar would be too noisy, yadda yadda. In spite of their opposition, “the opponents are short by roughly half the number of signatures needed on a petition that would require six of seven council members to approve the rezoning”. They had two votes against in a preliminary vote: Laura Morrison and Kathie Tovo.

(On a completely unrelated note: anyone got any experience organizing recall elections?)

Bread blogging: Sourdough Beer Bread.

January 20th, 2013

I thought I’d go back and revisit a recipe I’d made recently, but didn’t document here: sourdough beer bread from Brody and Apter, pages 141-143.

I kind of screwed this one up. Instinctively I put in an entire tablespoon of yeast, which is standard for most Brody and Apter recipes. But I forgot this was a starter-based bread until after I added the yeast; I really only needed half that much (one and a half teaspoons). The end result was a bread that I think was over-yeasted and over risen, making the top kind of ugly.

(This time I used a better camera than the spectacular cell phone CrapCam.) Here’s a top view:

So, yeah, kind of lumpy and mis-shaped, at least as far as the top crust goes. But I blame the over-yeasting/over-rising for that. How does it look inside?

Not too bad, actually. It has a nice texture and a slight, but not overwhelming, sourdough tang to it. It toasts up well; I’ve been eating it for breakfast with some butter and honey. I also made a big pot of French Onion Soup, and this bread was a nice compliment to it just placed in the bowl with some grated Cheddar cheese (not traditional, but I was trying to use it up before it went bad). This would be a good sandwich bread, too; perhaps a nice patè, or some good meat and cheese.

I think I’d like a little bit more sourdough tang to it, but that may just be my starter. The nice thing about this bread is that you don’t need much beyond starter to make it; flour, yeast, salt, sugar, and some beer, all of which I generally have on hand. This is probably a B; maybe an A if I make it again with the correct amount of yeast.

I’ve got everything lined up now to make Brody’s Sourdough Chèvre Bread (have you ever tried to find powdered goat’s milk?), but I want to take a break from Brody. The next bread in the queue is Laurence Simon’s French Onion Bread. (Sorry, Mom.)

The Baseball Gods Must Be Angry.

January 20th, 2013

Stan Musial died yesterday. NYT. St. Louis Post-Dispatch.

“There is only one way to pitch to Musial — under the plate,” Leo Durocher, the manager of the Brooklyn Dodgers and New York Giants teams that Musial often victimized, once said.

There are some other things I like from the various obits:

A gentlemanly and sunny figure — he loved to play “Take Me Out to the Ball Game” on his harmonica — he was never ejected from a game.

Take that, Earl Weaver.

The Dodgers’ Don Newcombe, major league baseball’s first black pitching star, recalled hearing taunts from some Cardinals players, but never from Musial or Schoendienst, Musial’s longtime roommate.
“We’d watch ’em in the dugout,” Newcombe told George Vecsey in “Stan Musial: An American Life.” “Wisecracks, call names. I could see from the mound when I got there in ’49. You never saw guys like Musial or Schoendienst. They never showed you up. The man went about his job and did it damn well and never had the need to sit in the dugout and call a black guy a bunch of names, because he was trying to change the game and make it what it should have been in the first place, a game for all people.”

And:

“A lot of times we would go visit kids in hospitals whenever we were on the road,” [Red] Schoendienst [Musial’s former teammate and roommate – DB] once said. “He didn’t want publicity for it, and he didn’t do it to seek recognition or humanitarian awards. He just did it because he thought it was the right thing to do. He enjoyed making other people happy and maybe give them a small ray of sunshine to brighten up their lives.”

The Post-Dispatch website says that today’s physical paper will include a “14-page special section” devoted to Stan The Man. I’m trying to think of a single Houston sports figure who would get the same treatment on their passing, and I can’t.

Obit watch part II.

January 19th, 2013

ESPN is reporting the death of Earl Weaver, the colorful former manager of the Baltimore Orioles.

He was ejected 91 times, including once in both games of a doubleheader.

Obit watch: January 19, 2013.

January 19th, 2013

Both Lawrence and my mother (of all people: I mean, I love my mom, and she knows I’m a “Wire” fan, but I’m not sure she’s ever watched an episode) sent me obits for Robert F. Chew, aka “Proposition Joe”. (Baltimore Sun. A/V Club.)

Don’t have much more to add to those: David Simon has a blog entry with no comments, and the A/V Club already links to the best videos of Proposition Joe. Apparently, he died of natural causes, and not from wearing a suit when it was 85  f’ing degrees out.

40%?

January 18th, 2013

Yesterday, I questioned the LAT‘s assertion (without sources) that 40% of all gun sales are private sales that don’t go through the background check system.

Clayton Cramer also questions this, and links to a blog post by John Fund on “National Review Online”:

The dubious statistic of guns that avoided background checks — which is actually 36 percent — comes from a small 251-person survey on gun sales two decades ago, very early in the Clinton administration. Most of the survey covered sales before the Brady Act instituted mandatory federal background checks in early 1994.

Fund also points out that:

Fund quotes John Lott as believing the actual percentage of firearms transferred in private sales is less than 10%.

In addition, Clayton Cramer his own self has a post over at NRO about the “gun show loophole”:

In 2008, three criminologists (one of them not at all friendly to guns) studied the effects on murder and suicide rates in California (which prohibits private sales without a background check) and Texas (which does not). They looked at homicide and suicide rates for adjacent ZIP codes for a week after gun shows. They found no change in suicide rates, and in Texas, which has no restrictions on private party sales, a small but statistically significant reduction in gun homicides.

There’s also a longer Clayton Cramer post, touching on many of the same points, over at PJ Media.

Is it possible that criminals are too stupid to buy guns at gun shows? Or is it possible that they prefer to obtain guns in less expensive ways, such as by theft?

(Hattip on this to Sebastian. As long as we’re talking about private transfers (and since Sebastian stepped up and gave his own example), I’ll talk about my experience. In my entire gun owning life, I’ve had four transfers that didn’t go through an FFL. Three of those were presents (birthday or Christmas) from family members – my brother, father, and stepfather – which, as noted, would not be affected by Obama’s proposal. Transfer number four was a purchase by me of several guns from a private party who inherited them after the death of a parent. I wrote up two copies of an agreement with the serial number, make and model, and price paid for each gun, kept one and gave the sellers the other. I also gave them a photocopy of my driver’s license. In addition, the sellers were people I had known personally for close to 20 years at the time of the purchase. All of my other purchases have gone through an FFL.)

Dance dance revolution.

January 18th, 2013

Lawrence sent an inquiry as to why I didn’t blog the Sergei Filin/Bolshoi Ballet attack.

Part of the reason is that I was away from the Internet; the other reason is that I wanted to think some more about the story.

As dancers kept an overnight vigil at the burn unit where he is being treated, his colleagues said they suspected that professional jealousy was behind the attack. In recent weeks, his tires were punctured and his car scratched, and his cellphones and personal e-mail account were hacked and correspondence published, his associates have said. A relative had offered to supply Mr. Filin with a bodyguard, but Mr. Filin refused because he did not believe that the threats would lead to physical violence, said Dilyara Timergazina, his assistant and adviser.

This raised some red flags for me. Punctured tires, scratched car, “hacked” cellphone and email: all of those are things that have been seen in cases where people have staged attacks on themselves. The refusal of a bodyguard contributes to that as well.

But throwing acid in your own face? That seems extreme. But it turns out that kind of self-harm is not unheard of. I don’t see any evidence in the NYT report that anyone else witnessed the attack.

Do I think Filin staged his own attack? I don’t think there’s any evidence for that, but I do think that it is an investigative possibility Russian law enforcement will be exploring.

What are the alternatives? People were so upset with Filin’s artistic direction that they threw acid on him? M-m-m-m-m-maybe:

One simmering conflict has involved Nikolai Tsiskaridze, a popular principal dancer who last year harshly criticized a recent reconstruction of the theater and has publicly clashed with its leadership since then. A group of Mr. Tsiskaridze’s supporters petitioned President Vladimir V. Putin in November, requesting that Mr. Tsiskaridze be appointed director of the Bolshoi.

Crime of passion? Filin was sleeping with the wrong person? Or was sleeping with the right person but didn’t give them the role they wanted? I’m better able to buy that than I am the “artistic differences” theory.

Filin was involved with something else crooked, maybe outside of the Bolshoi? That seems more unlikely to me: if you’re the head of the Bolshoi, apparently you’re making major bank. Why would you get involved with the Russian Mafia or other criminal organizations? Unless they have something you need or want badly…or unless they’re promising to keep secret something you don’t want known…

Random crazy person? Why target Filin specifically? Unless that’s part of the crazy pathology.

I think this comes down to three things:

  1. It should be interesting to watch this play out.
  2. If Russian law enforcement states that Filin staged his own attack, many many people are not going to believe it, no matter how strong the evidence is.
  3. Russia needs strict acid control laws.

Home of pirates, drunks, and whores.

January 18th, 2013

A federal grand jury on Friday indicted former Mayor Ray Nagin with 21 counts of corruption, alleging that while in office, Nagin took cash bribes and gifts from three city contractors and used his power as mayor to leverage a granite installation contract from Home Depot as the retailer was building a store in Central City. Despite New Orleans’ reputation for political shenanigans, Nagin is the first mayor in the city’s history to be indicted by a grand jury on corruption charges.

Six counts of bribery, one count of conspiracy, one count of money laundering, nine counts of “deprivation of honest services through wire fraud”, and four counts of filing false tax returns. NOLA.com has more details on the charges.

Let me say this about the subject: YOU’RE GOING DOWN IN FLAMES, YOU TAX-FATTENED HYENA!

(Subject line hattip.)

Random notes: January 18, 2013.

January 18th, 2013

A nine-month independent investigation determined that Billy Hunter failed in his fiduciary responsibilities as the executive director of the National Basketball Players Association and that the union’s executive board should consider replacing him.

Among other things:

  • Hunter got $1.3 million for “unused vacation time” without any review.
  • Hunter hired family and friends without disclosing that he had conflicts of interest.
  • Hunter invested “millions of dollars” in a bank that was failing; his son was a director.
  • Hunter “pursued ‘speculative’ business ventures.
  • Hunter bought expensive gifts for various people with union money.
  • Hunter “spent about $28,000 on personal legal fees for Charles Smith, the former executive of the National Basketball Retired Players Association.”

Hunter’s actions, while questionable, are not actually criminal, according to the report. But: “…Hunter’s contract, which is worth up to $18 million through 2017, is not ‘valid or enforceable.'”

Lawrence wrote yesterday about David Dewhurst’s top aide skimming $600,000 from his campaign, and wondered how you manage to miss $600,000. I have some of the same questions about this next story: a former bookkeeper scammed $100,000 from Masa, the high end Japanese restaurant in New York City.

Yeah, you’d figure it is easy for a bookkeeper to scam money, but it seems like this guy was really stupid:

The bookkeeper, Rafael Thomas, increased his own base salary to $86,000 from about $52,000, according to the indictment. He made company checks out to “Cash,” and cashed them himself, it said, and he skimmed an additional $44,000 from the daily receipts he was supposed to deposit in the bank.

No dummy suppliers? Just checks made out to “cash”? And:

A prosecutor said in court that Mr. Thomas spent $52,000 of the money he took on Internet pornography.

Sometimes, there’s just nothing you can say:

The Catholic priest busted for allegedly dealing crystal meth was suspended after church officials discovered he was a cross-dresser who was having sex in the rectory at Bridgeport’s St. Augustine Cathedral.

I’ve said it before, but I’ll say it again: I was WRONG!