Thursday, October 3, 2013

Playoffs!

This might be the most likable group of playoff teams in a long time. Each of the eight teams (I refuse to acknowledge the Wild Card game as part of the playoffs until it's at least a three game series. What a joke) is really easy to root for. Here, presented to you, is my lowest to highest rating of who I'd like to see win the World Series.

8. St. Louis Cardinals
Tony La Russa and David Eckstein represented everything I hate about baseball. La Russa was a backwards thinking manager who refused to accept that there were new and enlightening ways to assess the game. He's a man that refused to acknowledge that bunting is a horrible idea 99% of the time. His team's success only built his legend even though they won despite him (it's amazing what having a great pitching staff and baseball's best hitter can do for you). It's debatable how much impact managers have on a game, anyway. I know there's lots of people in the game who think like La Russa, but he became a poster boy so he bears the brunt of my hostility.

David Eckstein was a mediocre baseball player who got by on his "grit," "hustle," and "scrappiness." I don't have time for that nonsense.

Anyway, the Cardinals are past that, so, yay! But they got their rings twice in the past ten years, so it's time to give others a chance.

7. Los Angeles Dodgers
They have an astronomical payroll ($216+ million thanks, in part, to taking a bunch of high-priced talent from the Red Sox) and it's hard to root for that when three of the five bottom payrolls are playing for the championship. But Don Mattingly would finally get his World Series ring and that would give Yankees fans something to cheer about (look at me, being magnanimous).

6. Atlanta Braves
From 1991 to 2005, it was really easy to hate the Braves. They were always winning their division and ubiquitous in the playoffs. Then there was (is) the tomahawk chop. It's bad enough that it happens, but hearing a stadium packed with people doing it is hellish. I didn't appreciate those teams at the time and I'm only now coming around to it. The experience of living through it left a lingering stench. But it's time to start letting go. Plus, I love thinking about the cold sweats the people of Pittsburgh will wake up with if the Braves and Pirates face off in the NLCS. Even more, I love thinking about Pittsburgh getting their revenge.

5. Detroit Tigers
The Tigers feel do for another World Series title. The city could use something to cheer about (aside from their Robocop statue and they've been building towards a victory going into the third year. But Leyland is one of those old school guys and they've got a massive payroll, so I can't put them any higher. It would be fun to see Leyland's Tigers face off against his old team (Pirates), though.

4. Tampa Bay Rays
This is where things get hard. I'd be ecstatic if any of the remaining teams won. There is no legitimate reason (for me) to not root for them. No matter what my grandparents say, Joe Madden has a good head on his shoulders. I noted above that he probably doesn't have much influence on the game, but he certainly keeps a light clubhouse. It's still amazing to me that this is the same organization (though with one less "Devil") that had ten losing seasons to start off their existence. The people of Tampa Bay (St. Petersburg, really) don't deserve this team.

3. Pittsburgh Pirates
I want this year to be the turnaround year for the Pirates. I want their fans to experience the playoffs many times throughout the next decade. I want this to be the start of something great. They feature in my favorite potential playoff match-ups (Pittsburgh - Boston rematch 110 years after they met in the first World Series? Yes, please) and a pretty big part of me hopes for a Pittsburgh - Oakland World Series, ratings-be-damned. But there's two things I want more than a Pirates championship...


2. Oakland Athletics
I want all of the moron sports pundits and hack writers to stop having a reason to say that "Moneyball doesn't work" even though they've been proven wrong a million times by now. I want the A's to cut out these idiot's tongues, stomp on them, putting them in tiny tongue-shaped coffins, set them on fire, piss on the ashes, bury the ashes, and put up a marker that says "Here lie the remains of some dumb-ass motherfuckers' tongues. Carry their fate with you."


1. Boston Red Sox
Yes, I'm a hypocrite. They have the fourth highest payroll and two championships in the past ten years, both reasons I chose not to root for other teams. But The Red Sox had Bobby Valentine as a manager last year! That's got to be worth something. Plus, those damn Yankees fans love throwing around the number 27 like they were alive for all of them. Well, the Red Sox can't stop until they catch up (but seriously, totally stoked on an A's - Pirates series).


Wednesday, October 2, 2013

Halloween Horror Watch #3: Phantom of the Opera ('25)

Phantom of the Opera ('25) -- Rupert Julian



I'm embarrassed that it took me this late in life to watch this iconic version of Phantom of the Opera. Truthfully, it's the only version I've seen because the Andrew Lloyd Webber musical always struck me as so terrible, so sentimental, and so, well, musical that I couldn't separate it from any other telling (I haven't seen the stage performance or the movie based on it, but I've heard the songs. God help me, I've heard the songs). Now that this oversight is rectified, I can happily say the 1925 version of Phantom of the Opera is amazing. There are a litany of reasons Phantom floored me, but I'll just name a few.

There are colored scenes! Not hand-painted. Not using filters. Legit color. I knew that people were fooling around with that technology at the time, but not that it was in use. That blew my mind.

Then there's the unmasking, which is justifiably famous. Lon Chaney's makeup is as good as any I've seen. Maybe the black and white helps hide the rough edges, but it's stellar work. But I knew that going in. What I didn't know was that his costume at the masquerade was just as epic:


It's easy to take for granted that older movies won't hold the same potential for violence and scares and may have diminished impact for modern audiences. Fortunately, there are always movies like this one (and The Virgin Spring, which I recently watched and was blown away by how matter-of-fact the brutality is) to crush that assumption with a falling chandelier. 

Lastly, and on a different note, I was tickled every time there was a crowd scene that featured the dancers. For some reason known only to them and maybe the director, the dancers will randomly twirl regardless of the situation. I don't think the viewer would get drunk on a drinking game based on these actions, but I think one might get tipsy. "I'm so scared, the only thing I can think to do is twirl!" Never not funny.

Halloween Horror Watch #2: Venus in Furs

Venus in Furs -- Jesus Franco


So... Venus in Furs isn't exactly a horror movie. I feel I can be forgiven as I was going by the Netflix description:
Jesus Franco's erotic, mood-driven piece stars James Darren as jazz trumpeter Jimmy, who discovers the body of a mutilated woman (Maria Rohm) on the beach ... and the victim seems strangely familiar to him. When he sees her again -- very much alive -- he becomes sexually obsessed with her. Not a good idea, as the mysterious beauty's returned from the grave on a deadly mission. 
Also, they list is as "horror." But there is only one scene that feels like it's a horror movie and it's the best scene. Remarkably, I was onboard with Venus in Furs all the way up to this scene (I'd link to it, but I couldn't find it, but it's the first revenge murder). Then the movie falls apart.

I say "remarkably," because my feelings on Jesus Franco are no secret. There's terrible narration throughout, but the movie looks nice, the titular Venus in Furs is stunning, and it's got Klaus Kinski. Then, after the murder scene, a bizarre and melodramatic love triangle is introduced that has nothing to do with anything except driving the movie to a halt. Not even the remaining murders are interesting. It caps off with a twist that somehow makes even less sense than the twist at the ending of Haute Tension.

Even though I've hated almost ever Jesus Franco movie I've seen, I can't help but admire the man. Just look at his IMDB page. He was never not working. While I think that has a lot to do with the quality of his output, I can't hate on a guy too much for wanting to make movies (no matter how sleazy they got).

Oh, and Manfred Mann contributed music to Venus in Furs, so I'll let them play us out.