Ploafmaster General

Okay, there are enough gushing reviews of Pixar's latest release, Wall-E, that I needn't muddy the waters with my lesser writing skills. I loved it. Best movie of the year so far in my opinion.

This post, on the other hand, is about the brilliant end credit sequence. Not only do we catch a glimpse, in a combination of stills and light animation, what happens after the conclusion of the feature, but we also see the visual design of the titles transition from cave drawings through hieroglyphs, to impressionism, and even up to 8-bit video game graphics. Pixar outdoes themselves with their films quite often, and the attention to detail - artistic detail, mind you - in an oft skipped part of a movie was a surprise indeed. Give these folks a Best Picture nomination.

Ten fresh frames on my Flickr pro-feezy.

Today I was thinking about our national debt in the United States, as of this entry estimated at about $9.3 TRILLION, or nearly $31,000 per person. This got me wondering whether other industrialized nations suffered from similar financial problems. So I did what any nerd with an internet connection would do, and researched my quandary on the Internet. Here's what I found:

France has a debt as of this writing well over 1.2 trillion Euros, which is close to $2 trillion, and considering their population this is nearly $30,000 per person.

The UK, in a 2006 estimate, is around 1.3 trillion Pounds, or $2.6 trillion. That's a hefty $43,000 per person.

Sweden, on the other hand, reported today that it expects a surplus this year of 163 billion Swedish Crowns, or $27.4 billion. They're expecting their total national debt to fall to around 933 billion crowns by the end of 2009, or a little more than $17,000 per person.

Yes, it's conspicuous consumption. Yes, it's impractical. Yes, it's so awesome my head asplode.

BEHOLD! The Terra Wind Amphibious RV:


(via Uncrate)

There's an article in The Atlantic making its rounds 'round the blogosphere about the affects on the human mind of the Internet and its immediate information availability. The general idea is that with the advance of the Internet the very mechanisms of human thought are changing, affecting our attention spans and memories. Slate recently published two related articles - one about GPS and its effects on learning about our surroundings, and another about how we read online - that support this notion of technology standing in for our own brain function.

On Tuesday, I posted my short quiz about memorized phone numbers because I wanted to emphasize the dulling of this simple ability. I got to thinking about this after reading the Slate articles (but before The Alantic's piece) and wondering just how many people with GPS units forget simple directions after extended use. If this even happens, how long does it take? Is it different because of the different sensory experience that comes with driving around?

Sure, some people have a hard time remembering all sorts of small details, but I bet for most of my (admittedly few) readers, the idea of memorizing a phone number was commonplace before cell phones went everywhere with us. For my part, I used to know anywhere from three or four times as many phone numbers by memory as I know now. I don't personally have a GPS, but I know several folks who do. I wonder if they've found a tendency to rely on that more than an understanding of where, exactly, they are.

I'll be looking out for other ways in which we turn over our own brain functions to technology and other systems. I can only imagine what impacts yet-to-be-developed devices will have on the way we interact with and understand our history, our world around us, and ourselves.

Oh boy, where do I start?

The only reason I went to see Shyamalan's waste of celluloid, The Happening, was because Val really wanted to see it, and wanted me along for the ride so she'd have an arm or knee to grab if it was frightening. I was glad to go out for the night with my wife, but WOW! was this movie horrible. The script, the acting (I hope just from bad direction), the direction, and worst of all the story were all third rate. I really can't tear apart the details any better than Christopher Orr over at The New Republic, so check out his review for a thorough take-down of The Hapless. I mean Happening.

This past weekend Val's mom showed us some old high school report cards from her husband which she dug up in the basement. The cause for interest was the grading scale - widely different from today's typical American report cards. The letters ranged from "A" through "G" and every letter in between, with "A" as outstanding, "B" as excellent, et cetera.

I give this R-rated feature a "G," for BAD FAILURE.

This one is hilarious, but if you're at work or are sensitive to profanity, beware some of the language...

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Park from Amir on Vimeo.

(via Jakob Lodwick)

Tonight I decided to eat dinner at Chiocca's in the Museum District. It looks like my favorite sandwich in Richmond has been usurped by a piled-high pastrami and cheddar on rye, nice and hot.

If you can take the smokey and dive-yet-comfortable interior, grab a seat and enjoy. If you can't, call a head and take out. Either way, bring cash, because they don't take plastic (and as of this writing, their in-house ATM is busted). This is the real deal as far as deli sandwiches are concerned.

I have six fresh frames on my Flickr page tonight.

The above is one example of a series of Thomas Roche photographs from the aftermath of fighting at Petersburg, VA in 1865.

Think about this to yourself for a minute...

Without looking at your cell phone, how many phone numbers do you have memorized, including the area code, NOT including your own?
(answer in the comments, please)

Tonight was fairly simple in structure, so this blog post will be light on content compared to past weeks.

We started off each thumbing through several of our teacher's photography books and choosing several which stood out to us. We then described why the photos caught our attention before Christopher expounded a bit on the photographers we examined. Then it was into the dark room for the majority of the evening to focus on improving our print making. More test strips, contact sheets, printing, developing, et cetera. I feel like I got two solid prints out of the evening...one a little dark, the other fantastic. You'll have to wait 'till I get them scanned before seeing what they are, so stay tuned :-)

This week's assignment is fairly simple to describe, but should afford wide artistic latitude: We're to shoot at least one roll, focusing as much as possible on line. I hope to capture some examples of concrete and implicit line. I think a challenge, for me, will be to capture line without all my photos turning out geometric. That could be fun, but it could also be the easy way out.

We'll see. Until then, the shooting continues!

While at my mother-in-law's house this weekend, she indicated she'd been cleaning out the storage room in her finished basement. She spoke about a few boxes containing some of her late husband's photo gear. This was news to me as I thought Valerie had taken all of it in college and gave it to me as my wedding gift.

Not so, it turned out. In one box I found a meter nearly identical to the one I purchased recently - only better. It's in nearly mint condition, has a nice chain, a hard case, and functions perfectly. It's actually older than the one I purchased, at least based on the inclusion of the DIN number in addition to the ASA film speed, but it's otherwise indistinguishable from the meter I bought. I think I'll resell the purchased item and keep the one I found today.

The second box may as well have been a treasure chest to me. Here were several original boxes for lenses and the metering finder. Inside the box for the 135mm lens was a hard case and a lens hood! There's also a different type of focusing screen for my camera, and the original leather fitted case in nearly mint condition. There was an empty box for a 35mm f2.8 wide-angle lens which makes me hopeful that there may be more photo gear in that storage room buried in the hundreds of boxes.

Then there was this glorious discovery:



This is a Pentacon FM 35mm SLR camera, manufactured in EAST Germany sometime between 1958 and 1961. There are a number of quirks about the operation: M42 screw-mount lens instead of the snap-in bayonet mount we're all used to, no lever for film advance - you turn a knob instead, the aperture and mirror do not return automatically to their starting positions after the shutter (though I don't know if this is simply broken), and several other quirks. I don't yet know if it works, but I plan to run the roll of 100-speed color through it since it's only 12 exposures, just to see if it's usable. I can't see this becoming a camera of any regular use (the advances of the Nikon F alone are huge), but at the least it's nice to have a piece of photographic history.

I'm starting to get the impression that Valerie's father was a serious amateur photographer, or at least somebody who dove head first into his hobbies. His Nikkormat slide projector and a presumably unused film enlarger are still in the garage, and who knows what other gear is stashed in a box somewhere. I have to admit that there's a part of me hoping to discover a medium format camera or at least that missing 35mm lens as my mother-in-law continues to dig through storage.

Yeah. I'm sportin' it.

I'm currently at a Holiday Inn around College Park, MD, and when I went up the hallway to grab a soda from the vending machine I noticed a credit card reader. This reader accepted both swiped and contact cards, and you could purchase multiple sodas per transaction before pushing the Complete button. If this spreads, it'll be one less reason for me to carry cash :-)

I was first intrigued by the idea when I saw card readers on VCU's vending machines in the student commons, but they only read the VCU cards. I hope the idea catches on a larger scale.

It appears Martha Stewart's criminal record is preventing her from obtaining a travel visa to the U.K. Who knew a stint in "Camp Cupcake" would force the homemaking maven to wait out the summer at home?

In case you had any doubts that Big Business completely misunderstands youth, technology, and how the two interact:

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Marketing Exec: "Oh yeah, those kids love the blogging. That guy should talk about the blogging."

Big ups to my man Dave for really picking up his photographic game on some of his recent shots.

John Gruber's post covering stray observations from WWDC 08 has this interesting nugget:

The combined market share for, say, Firefox 3 and Safari 3 is larger than the overall market share for Mac OS X. Plenty of developers write desktop software that only works on the Mac — why aren’t more people writing apps web apps that only work in truly modern web browsers?

I hear web developers and designers complain about spending 80% of their time fixing bugs in Internet Explorer. Imagine how much cleaner and spectacular their work could be if that time was spent polishing the app itself? At the least they'd be more productive without having to devote so much time to the garbage browser. I don't think this would work in all cases right now - I don't, for example, see a major financial institution ignoring IE in a sight rebuild/redesign. But for new web applications delivering innovative ideas and functionality, why not?

I'd be interested to see what the browser usage is among early adopters of web applications. My guess is many of them aren't using IE.

Do yourself a favor and check out Tommy Oshima's photos on Flickr. He's shooting primarily film, and he has a fair number of incredible pictures taken with a Super Ricohflex TLR medium format camera. These pictures, particularly, seem to indicate an affordable way into medium format film. Cameras in decent working shape can be had for well under a hundred clams, and maybe even under fifty...

Some of my favorite shots from Tommy include "ripplet" and "...Zarathustra"

Here's a shocking message that arrived in my inbox this evening:



I have to say that I'm extremely pissed off about this right now. I subscribe to the two-at-a-time/unlimited-per-month plan, and Valerie and I split the two DVDs between separate profiles. This allows us to maintain our own ratings for movies we watch, and the recommendation system (one of Netflix's main strengths, in my opinion) for each profile remains unpolluted by each other's differing tastes.

I'm calling B.S. on their reasoning for the change, too. I followed the link to the help page, and the "Why?" portion simply repeats the third paragraph from the email. Netflix has a solid reputation for going above and beyond customer service expectations, so maybe they'll offer a better explanation when I call them tomorrow, but I can't help feeling like their public reason is a PR answer. How will taking away a very useful feature (that I don't think is very complicated) improve the website?

I seriously hope there's sufficient customer push back to this ridiculous move. Otherwise, it looks like I'm going to drop my subscription to a single DVD, and get a second subscription for Valerie. This will bump up our cost by about $4 a month, but at least Valerie's recommendations won't be affected by my art-house flicks, and my recommendations won't be affected by her chick flicks.

Not cool, Netflix.

GENTLEMEN...BEHOLD!!!



(via Uncrate, which still has a good one left every now and then)

While searching for whether anybody had created a boat purely from duct tape, I was surprised to discover a host of cardboard/cardboard and duct tape regattas (regattae?).

A number of official local events can be found through a simple Google search or two, and there's a ton of hilarious videos on YouTube as well.

There's really only one word to sum up Rebel Without a Cause:

ICONIC.

This quintessential James Dean film is a prototype to for teen angst cinema. Our protagonist has a history of making trouble, and the movie opens with young Jim picked up by the police for public drunkenness. We learn early that much of his misplaced anger stems from an emotionally emasculated father, an introduction to the overarching theme of broken fatherhood throughout the picture. This lack of adequate fathering may in fact be Rebel's true antagonist as we see every tense situation resulting from the side effects of absent or poor male parenting. Even the climactic struggle reveals the desire of a desperate teenager to regain the father figure he lost as a child.

That's a pretty easy segue to my feeling that the script is spectacular, and with the exception of a few events, is timeless. The dialog feels natural, the pacing is even, and the plot is simple yet complete. Excellent directing augments the story with camera shots to heighten the drama and emphasize the emotional gravity of each situation. And let me just say that, yes, James Dean passed too soon from this world. His acting alone makes this film worth viewing, but he's joined by two strong supporting actors in Natalie Wood and Sal Mineo.

I'm telling you right now that you should see this movie. Make sure it's widescreen, and make sure you're not distracted so you can soak in every frame on the screen. I'm buying this when I get the chance, and I'll be proud to add it to my collection.

FIVE out of FIVE stars from me.