Wednesday, August 30, 2006

My Nightly Middle Finger to MTV

I had originally planned never to put moving video of any kind on this site; the idea was to make it look as clean as possible. But I'm what the Karl Rove propaganda machine would call a "flip-flopper," so beginning tonight -- schedule permitting -- I'll be posting one of my favorite music videos every weeknight.

It's my way of saying, "Thanks MTV, for pissing on your original format and depriving us of good music in favor of endless episodes of Punk'd and Laguna Beach. Oh, and fuck you."

Tonight's video: the Foo Fighters' Best of You. It's easily the best single to date from a band that I believe is actually better than the band that spawned it. Call me insane all you want; I'm not arguing the greatness of Nirvana, I'm simply saying that the Foo Fighters, by virtue of sheer career-length, have released more quality material.

The video was directed by Mark Pellington, who not only did the brilliant Jeremy video for Pearl Jam, but also directed one of the three movies I never need to see again: the gut-wrenchingly disturbing Arlington Road.

Enjoy.

4 comments:

famous mortimer said...

foo fighters: very good, in fact consistant as a band.

best of you: perhaps their top tune off the last album. maybe even the one before it too.

the video: wistful sentimentality = trying too hard meets watch the band rock out footage. saw it before, and it was called Beautiful Day from U2...but at least the Foos had a better song

Schwa Love said...

What are the other two movies?

Chez said...

Arlington Road spread such a sense of eerie impending dread on the screen, then built it to an absolutely startling parlor-trick of a climax that I was very glad I saw it, but immediately realized that the subject matter it dealt with ensured that I need never see it again.

As for my second and third...

I realize this is somewhat of a common choice, but Seven -- for all the brilliance that David Fincher brought to it -- is one of those movies I love to enjoy for the sheer level of craft that went into it, but whenever I try and watch it, I get about as far as the diner scene between Morgan Freeman and Gwyneth Paltrow.

I stop there. I know the ending.

The third film is Gaspar Noe's Irreversible.

Nine minutes of Monica Bellucci being raped? Once was enough.

There's an honorable mention I should throw in -- not a movie but a scene.

The single most horrifying scene I've ever seen in any film -- the one that affected me the most and actually made me wish I'd never seen it, was the scene in Munich in which the characters played by Eric Bana and Daniel Craig shoot and kill the female assassin, played by the gorgeous Marie-Josee' Croze.

The fact that she's naked. The fact that she doesn't die quickly -- but instead picks up her cat and seems to walk around in a daze before blood begins gurgling out of the wound in her throat.

It sincerely had me covering my mouth in horror.

A reminder that Spielberg -- the man who brought you E.T. and Hook -- is one sick, sadistic fuck.

Schwa Love said...

I haven't seen any of those. I know, I know, everyone has seen Seven by now, but it's probably too late for it to take me by surprise anymore. My wife has Arlington Road, and I need to see it still, simply for the fact that my parents jokingly said I shouldn't see it because I'm a paranoid bastard.

There are five films I won't watch again. Dancer in the Dark, Grave of the Fireflies, and Requeim for a Dream all punched me in the gut after seeing them. Kids did too, and was very disturbing, though perhaps not as disturbing as a later article a friend wrote for a local biweekly where he confessed to having an erection during the rape scene and was convinced that every male in the theater had one as well. And Vulgar (aka the almost but not really a Kevin Smith movie) because there's only so much clown rape one can take.