#this is so fun because if there was a venn diagram of me and scout it would nearly be a circle. im not a merc and im not boston

[cotyledonal]

hi iris have you ever listened to weezers green album? personally, i'm a bigger fan of the white album but (i am asked to leave)

what i have for you is two albums. maggot by dazey and the scouts has a bit of a raunchier riot grrl beat but their songs are really fun and hype (i'm a big fan of maggot and groan). both are floral themed songs but somehow do it completely differently.

the second album is I Need To Start a Garden by haley heynderickx. WHERE DO I BEGIN! my favorite songs are Jo (there has never been a more tender and loving and powerful lament. this is what orpheus sang to let eurydice go. also lesbianisms). The second is Untitled God Song (which has defined a lot of my faith and my grapple w it more specifically). oom sha la la is amazing as well, i think you'll like it for reasons we've talked about in the past.

so i offer these to you with a bit of light metal because i can't help myself. sextape by deftones. here's my propaganda! i hope you enjoy it as much as i enjoyed yours (which was a lot!) we have a venn diagram of music tastes so i hope this falls in the middle.

I listened to the Dazey and the Scouts album while eating a couple of hot dogs and I think that might be the ideal listening experience

a v solid album !! I love how balls-to-the-wall insane they’re willing to go lmao. I usually don’t like Funny Music™ bc the song often just. stops in its tracks to deliver the punchline, and it makes me cringe, wail, etc. but they wove it in really well. good for them. good for them

my only gripe is. the MIXING. the lyrics + vocals are so good but they’re so QUIET compared to the instruments,,, tbh that’s the only tell that this is a debut album. otherwise it’s really competent. I don’t fuck w tiktok or official spotify playlists so I probably wouldn’t have heard of them on my own ty 🙏

I HAVE heard of Haley Heynderickx, but I ignored her exclusively bc of the spelling of her last name. you only get one quirky variation in your last name that’s the rule. you can’t have “eyn” AND “derick” AND “x”, you gotta pick ONE!! it Annoys me. yes I’m extremely petty, yes I should be ashamed. I suppose I shall set aside my unfounded bitchiness for the sake of Friendship

anyway I was kind of guaranteed to like this (indie folk? check. complicated relationship w God/your place in the world? check. using nature as both a home and a metaphor? check. a song longer than 7 min? check) so uhhh thanks for the final push? Untitled God Song IS very relatable, we are spinning in a circle about this

I liked Sextape, but I don’t like nu metal/nu metal-adjacent 90s alt overall, so I probably won’t get into Deftones further 😔 sorry

I have So Many artists in my library that are comparable to Haley Heynderickx and that whole vibe which I think you’d love, but for right now (bc I don’t want to drown you in the Deluge of folk music), my only rec is that you listen to more Lady Lamb if you haven’t already. she’s my favorite artist of all time I have to do this I'm legally obligated. quick rundown of her albums:

Ripely Pine--her debut. v lyrics-heavy folk rock with touches of big band. it’s basically the Ultimate Dyke Drama Album, and yes it’s explicitly about a female love interest. the writing is some of the best I’ve ever heard; it’s v visceral in a rambly, poetic kind of way. lots of stuff about devouring-in-a-homosexual-way here

After--^same type of intense folk rock, but with slightly less of a focus on Dyke Drama and more on traveling, self-discovery, what-the-hell-is-happening-ever, well-at-least-I’m-gay. honestly imagine the themes of I Need to Start a Garden but the music is wayyy higher energy. also there’s a song about oral named Penny Licks which I just think is delightful

Tender Warriors Club--oh hey I got my current blog title from the last track on this! it’s a lot more spare with its instrumentation than her other albums, bc it’s. it’s Tender . and also the writing still SLAPS

Even in the Tremor--the most chill out of all her albums. religion’s always been a motif in her music, but it becomes a major theme here (this has Young Disciple !). I prefer the rougher production of her previous work, but it’s still p solid!

she also has 4 singles out currently that don’t have albums--We’ve Got a Good Thing Going + Arizona back in 2020, and Wolves of our Want + Ivy in the last month (please girl release a new album I will give you my major organs pl--). they are all v good.

picking out songs from her discog to recommend kinda feels like picking favorite children, but I think you specifically would like Aubergine, Crane Your Neck, Milk Duds, and We Are Nobody Else

[jillmckenzie1]

Why? Because They’re Dumb – Local Movie Reviewer Takes on Predator

On the cinematic Venn diagram, there can be an awful lot of overlap between a great movie and an awesome movie. Before we go too much further, let me stake out what I mean by that. A great movie is one with impressive production design, acting, screenwriting, and direction — essentially all the ingredients have been baked in to give us a film of quality. Apollo 13 is a great movie, as is Monster and Deliverance.

An awesome movie, on the other hand? That’s a movie that directly tickles our reptile brain, delivering a thrill, a joke, something purely designed to elicit an immediate response. Do awesome movies concern themselves with rich characterization or innovative direction? Naw, son. These are the kinds of movies that pair well with beer, pizza, and a roomful of rowdy friends. The Last Boy Scout is an awesome movie, as is Demolition Man and The Relic.

Can an awesome movie have aspirations of greatness? Sure, just look at some of the Star Wars movies, or a larger chunk of the Marvel Cinematic Universe. These films have a patina of respectability, and try to manage that tricky balancing act between quality and cool. Sometimes, that respectability feels a little too safe.

There’s something refreshing about a movie that wears its lack of pretense on its sleeve. It is what it is, and it’s content to be nothing more than that. Exhibit A is The Predator, a movie that features shoddy special effects, a laughably stupid script, and a third act that’s borderline incomprehensible. If I’m being honest, though? I enjoyed it.

We begin in the vast reaches of space, as one big-ass spaceship fires on a smaller-ass spaceship. The smaller craft narrowly escapes, which is good! It then proceeds to crash land on Earth, which is bad. That’s especially inconvenient for Quinn McKenna (Boyd Holbrook), a military sniper attempting a hostage extraction as the ship crashes. Things get even more inconvenient when the iconic and extremely angry alien hunter emerges from the wreckage and proceeds to decimate Quinn’s team. Quinn narrowly escapes,* but not without swiping a mask and an arm-mounted weapons system from the fiendish thingy. Does he turn the alien tech over to his superiors? Nope! He mails it home to his family. Why would he do such a thing? Welp, because he’s dumb.

Meanwhile, we’re introduced to evolutionary biologist Casey Bracket (Olivia Munn), a scientist who is rudely accosted by a group of shadowy government operatives. Led by unsubtle maniac Traeger (Sterling K. Brown), these folks have been studying the actions of Predators on Earth for years. They have acquired technology, tissue samples, and now the unconscious Predator that jacked up Quinn’s team. Do they euthanize the fiendish thingy so that a) they can perform an exhaustive autopsy and b) so that it can’t pose a threat to them? Nope! They strap it to an operating table. Why would they do such a thing? Welp, because they’re dumb.

While all of that foolishness is going on, we meet Quinn’s 11-year-old son Rory (Jacob Tremblay). He’s on the spectrum, and we know that because (heavy sigh) he’s superintelligent and seems to have a photographic memory. The lad receives a mysterious package from his pops. Inside is…you guessed it, the Predator gear. As young Rory is screwing around with the tech, he unwittingly activates a homing beacon. The signal is picked up by another Predator, an Apex Predator, if you will, who’s on the hunt for the first Predator and the gear. When the gear starts doing weird stuff, does Rory tell his mom, Emily (Yvonne Strahovski)? Nope! He hides it and keeps screwing around with it. Why would he do such a thing? Welp, because he’s dumb.

Hey, remember Quinn that we talked about like an hour ago? He’s been labeled a lunatic, and Our Hero is tossed on a bus filled with a group of colorful military whacko birds called The Loonies. They are:

Nebraska (Trevante Rhodes), a smooth operator who tried and failed to blow his head off.

Coyle (Keegan-Michael Key), a profane jokester.

Baxley (Thomas Jane), a man afflicted with Tourette Syndrome.

Nettles (Augusto Aguilera), a religious man convinced the Rapture is coming.

Lynch (Alfie Allen), an Irish explosives expert who’s…Irish.

When all hell breaks loose and both Predators and Predadogs** are mauling everyone in sight, Quinn must try to save his son. Do The Loonies take that opportunity to peace the hell out of there? Nope! They instantly bond with a complete stranger and risk their lives to help him. Why would they do such a thing? Welp, because they’re dumb.

Can and should we expect high quality entertainment from the fourth installment in Arnold Schwarzenegger’s 1987 Predator series? Critic Robert Warshow wrote, “A man goes to the movies. The critic must be honest enough to admit he is that man.” Pretentious quotes might not have a home in this particular review, but it’s the only way I can explain to you how The Predator made me feel. There were two tracks running in my brain during the film. The first was the Critic Track, which racked up an impressive amount of criticisms. The second was the viewer track that repeatedly said, “Dude just got cut in half! That’s awesome.”

Shane Black directed, and we’ve got a real good news/bad news situation here. The good news is that Black knows why we’re here, and wastes zero time getting to the mayhem. His pacing is absolutely relentless, and even when many, many things happen, Black is shoving us onto the next set piece. His set pieces are hilariously gory, and I can imagine him cackling as he devises multiple ways for the human body to be shredded. The bad news?  We have a lot of shoddy FX work, clumsy editing, and a third act that’s almost impossible to understand due to hasty reshoots. I’m actually surprised that a major studio allowed a movie this sloppy to be released.

Remember about 3,000 words ago I talked about how dumb the script is? It is impressively stupid, but Black and co-writer Fred Dekker have crammed it full of profanity, jokes, and fun characterization. There’s a great running joke about how Predators are not technically predators, and the script gives the characters just enough personality to be memorable. Despite the script stretching your suspension of disbelief to traumatic lengths, the cast is game and goes to town on the chewy dialogue.

Speaking of the charismatic cast, everyone is clearly having a blast here. As our human villain Traeger, Sterling K. Brown is terrific. He’s an amoral maniac who spits out one-liners with vicious glee. Boyd Holbrook and Trevante Rhodes have easy chemistry, and these guys need to be in a buddy comedy as soon as possible. The majority of comic relief comes from the goofy shenanigans of Thomas Jane and Keegan-Michael Key. When the film remembers to give Olivia Munn something to do, she’s solid, and she’s someone I can see headlining a credible action franchise.

The Predator is dumb as toast, a careless and foolish blockbuster that has nothing useful to say about the nature of the universe or the human condition. But it doesn’t care about any of that. It’s determined to deliver gallons of blood, tons of jokes, and a good time. Get yourself some cheap beer, a whole bunch of chicken wings, and prepare to hogtie your brain for an hour and 47 minutes, because this movie definitely isn’t good. It’s just awesome.

  *Movies like this are all about narrow escapes. Just once, I’d like to see an easy and convenient escape.

**You read that right.

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