Lady Vengeance? Too Soon!
I went to see Lady Vengeance at the Nuart Saturday night, but I'm not really ready to write about it. It's such a complicated movie, and my feelings are still jumbled about in my head. So instead, I'll tell you about the meal I had before the movie at Honey's Kettle Fried Chicken in Culver City.
With a two-piece lunch, you get 2 pieces of chicken, "kettle fries," a biscuit, and three little plastic containers full of a vinegary hot sauce, an equally vinegary BBQ sauce, and honey. The chicken is in a similar style to Dinah's Fried Chicken in Glendale--tough, brown crust, not very crunchy, moist meat inside--but not nearly as good. Very average fried chicken. The kettle fries are good-sized steak fries, but nothing to distinguish them in taste or texture from any other fries. The biscuit was actually the hilight of the meal. This would be an above-average biscuit back in Georgia, which makes it about the best biscuit I've had in L.A. It's fluffy and light, like fresh-baked biscuits should be. (The Delicious Life came to a similar conclusion a while back) Other advantages: they served coke in the glass bottle, and the form-fitting plastic chairs are surprisingly comfortable.
Time to kill before the show, so I went by Record Surplus and ended up buying Charlie Haden's Liberation Music Orchestra CD, which deserves (and will eventually get) it's own post.
I also watched Munich over the weekend. I thought it was pretty pathetic that the Academy chose Crash over Brokeback, but choosing Crash over Munich is just unforgivable. Such a great movie. Spielberg is really stepping up his game. Munich is really a brilliant choice for a story: no matter what anlge you choose to take in the telling, you're going to end up with a fantastically entertaining movie because you're hanging your story on a structure that involves, what, 9 assassination attempts? People talk about the limitations of having to make commercial movies, but if you start with a commercially appealing concept, you can do just about anything with it.
As for Sunday, all I'm going to say is that installing ceiling fans sucks.
With a two-piece lunch, you get 2 pieces of chicken, "kettle fries," a biscuit, and three little plastic containers full of a vinegary hot sauce, an equally vinegary BBQ sauce, and honey. The chicken is in a similar style to Dinah's Fried Chicken in Glendale--tough, brown crust, not very crunchy, moist meat inside--but not nearly as good. Very average fried chicken. The kettle fries are good-sized steak fries, but nothing to distinguish them in taste or texture from any other fries. The biscuit was actually the hilight of the meal. This would be an above-average biscuit back in Georgia, which makes it about the best biscuit I've had in L.A. It's fluffy and light, like fresh-baked biscuits should be. (The Delicious Life came to a similar conclusion a while back) Other advantages: they served coke in the glass bottle, and the form-fitting plastic chairs are surprisingly comfortable.
Time to kill before the show, so I went by Record Surplus and ended up buying Charlie Haden's Liberation Music Orchestra CD, which deserves (and will eventually get) it's own post.
I also watched Munich over the weekend. I thought it was pretty pathetic that the Academy chose Crash over Brokeback, but choosing Crash over Munich is just unforgivable. Such a great movie. Spielberg is really stepping up his game. Munich is really a brilliant choice for a story: no matter what anlge you choose to take in the telling, you're going to end up with a fantastically entertaining movie because you're hanging your story on a structure that involves, what, 9 assassination attempts? People talk about the limitations of having to make commercial movies, but if you start with a commercially appealing concept, you can do just about anything with it.
As for Sunday, all I'm going to say is that installing ceiling fans sucks.
posted by Chris Oliver at 1:37 PM
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