Summer Ennui: Continued

My lord. I have waited so long to post I have now attended a SECOND wedding in Detroit. It was lovely and very metropolitan. Naysayers think Detroit has nothing left to give, but give me a beautiful skyline and an "athletic club" stolen straight off the "Gossip Girl" set and I'm there.

I've been feeling very antsy as of late. Portland seems relatively stalled for various reasons, some valid, some logistics (but when are logistics ever anything but a hurdle?) procrastination-related. Sometimes I think moving is an addiction. I guess then the metaphor would be the "score" being finding a new place to obsess about, contemplate and conquer. I have done all three in this city and am in need of a new obsession. But, the idea of packing up our wagons seems to big to think about. I wish Craigslist had a whole package deal for moving--transport, housing and moving fees like Expedia.
Bah!

We saw "Vicky, Christina, Barcelona" and it was pretty good. Unfortunately, Mr. Allen (along with many others before him) was not able to completely nail the character of the level-headed female. It's like he could only infuse her with annoying, rigid characteristics as opposed to recognizing that she could be both levelheaded and likeable. I cannot get enough of Javier and Penelope. They were awesome. I was never much a fan of Ms. Cruz after the "Owe-pen yore eyez" debacle performance in the American version of "Vanilla Sky." But, after a couple Almodovar films and seeing her act in Spanish, I forgive her. ScarJo's performance was nothing new--would anyone else like to see her play something other than a sex kitten? I kind of miss her oddball performances in "The Man Who Wasn't There" and "Ghost World." It also kind of creeps me out how crazy in love Woody Allen is with her. And, every other old man over the age of 50. The m movie theater here that shows the "independent" films is always chock full of upwardly mobile retirees who absolutely FLOCK to W.A. films like they are giving away free popcorn. The place was packed. What was really funny was that during a scene where a lesbian encounter is described the woman behind me just gasped "Oh, no!" Good times with the moderately conservative.

Until next time. . .