Consumables #152: Watching PeeWee’s Big Holiday

I took the day off on Friday and so did my dude and we did a proper gallivant around town. Seattle has recently opened some new light rail stations and they are so shiny and pretty and they get you to places in 5 minutes that it normally takes 40 minutes to drive/bus to. People around here have been going nutso talking about it, like a transporter has been invented. And I am here to say that the hype? In this case I think Public Enemy would be ok with me saying: believe it.

We ate a fancy pasta luncheon with Hayden and then we went to see this gorgeous exhibit at the art museum of artisanal arts. We then did some shopping, walking, being in the sunshine, just for miles and miles all day long. All with zooming around in the shiny new choo choo. ALL I WANNA DO IS ZOOMA ZOOM ZOOM ZOOM IN A CHOO CHOO.

It seems all of my references will be from circa 1990 today.

We also strolled into a semi-fancy restaurant for dinner, and the tables were all booked up so they sat us at a bar that looked into the open kitchen area. While there, eating our fancy feast human wet food, the chefs were straight up getting in each others’ faces with some food squabbles. I don’t think this is quite what the open kitchen seating is for, but I have to tell you, we were mesmerized.

Also accomplished this weekend, we saw a dance show which featured a piece by one of my current favorite choreographers in the world- it was so good I wanted to break something. It made me cry in the best way. Dancey business, you guys. It is my favorite, favorite thing.

To round out my 1990-ness, I watched PeeWee’s Big Holiday. I feel like Peewee Herman is either a thing that gets you right in your funny bone or it’s a thing that seems super dumb to you without any room in between, so it doesn’t make much sense for me to recommend this or not. Let me just say that when we watched it, there were a couple of scenes in it where we had to pause the movie because we were busting a gut so hard that barfy feelings may have been happening to us both. Like, we were in STITCHES. If you like PeeWee, you gotta watch this movie.

Consumables #149 Watching: 2015 Films

Oscars! Why do I watch them? I started to make a list, and after I wrote “outfits” I couldn’t think of another reason. Do I think they are relevant? Not really, and that doesn’t even take into consideration the #OscarsSoWhite stuff. But now that you mention it, once you add that in, I pretty much think the Oscars should be flushed down the crapper.

Instead of talking about Oscar nominees, I give you my own top ten list of 2015 movies, for your perusal and/or flushing down crapper needs.

Spotlight: Lookee that! I started with an Oscar-y one. I loved that this movie was about systemic, institutional issues, without leaving the individuals involved out of it either. It’s a heart slicer of a movie.

Diary of a Teenage Girl: Teen girl learning to navigate sexy business, told with such specificity and care. It’s dire, and hopeful, and funny, and sad, and scary, and embarrassing, and beautiful.

Tangerine: A day in the life of a woman trying to track down her cheating boyfriend/pimp, her tenderhearted best friend, and the taxi driver who frequents their neighborhood. Filmed entirely on an iPhone, for Pete’s sake.

Dope: A group of geek friends in Inglewood, in love with 80s hip hop culture and founders of their own punk band, have to figure out what to do when some drugs get left with them by accident.

Wolfpack and Charlies’ Country: I just told you about both of these but I loved them so much I couldn’t leave them off the list.

Spy: This was the most fun movie I saw in 2015.

Iris: She is a badass. And the clothes!

Dior and I: Also, clothes! I like to look at clothes movies, y’all.

Ballet 422: Hi, have you met me? This one is so obvious it’s sort of embarrassing.