ONE:
I went to see Wall-E on Thursday at midnight (thanks for the invite Disney!!) with a bunch of folks from the team. I know that some people are not really into the switch mid-film to people (from straight up robot romance) but I did not find it as jarring as some. Overall, I thought the film was a triumph of expert, emotional puppeteering – and was especially intrigued by the type of romantic love it explores.
Think of the typical boy-meets-girl stuff you see in film. Rarely, if ever, does such a film feature the kind of strong maternal connection that exists between the two bots. I’m thinking specifically of the scene where Eve catches Wall-E in mid-fall, as his fire extinguisher/space rocket runs out. But the entire sequence, from first kiss to final cuddle, has a tone that resonates with motherly tenderness.

I was also struck by the sequences with Eve, where she is struggling to fulfill her duty almost mindlessly. Frustrated and angry she’s so happy to ignore the advances of her admirer. Focused to a fault, her dedication is destructive on more than one occasion. Career robot of the future meets reformed work-a-day joe with an eye for beauty. Watching that give way to a deeper understanding of what contact could bring – what kinds of unfulfilled longings might somehow blossom when acknowledged… that left me deeply moved.

It’s no secret that women’s lib has introduced complex questions about our professional, personal, romantic and reproductive drives and roles. Media, sometimes brash and alternatively bashful has attempted to address the issues. Sure, it’s a stretch to say that what I saw in Eve’s angry pouting and motherly embrace are allegories for the struggles of modern women. But the fact that I saw something that deep on the surface of this film really surprised me. Even if it was a totally personal, unique response – it speaks volumes to the success of these characters & their creators. Kudos.
TWO:
Los Angeles is spoiling me. Yesterday I woke up at 10 to breezy ocean smells and bright sun. A lazy morning with coffee and a book in the shade led to tea at Jin Patisserie (again, breezy shade & wonderful aromas)… and then to Sunfish Sushi with Team HP. Fantastic fish available in a posh, chain-potential setting… for $35. Then meeting up with Rodrigo to enjoy the karaoke stylings of LA regulars at Boardwalk 11. Strong drinks, kind local demi-celebrities… and Liz Phair in the songbook. What could be better?
I live 5 minutes from the office and have no desire to move elsewhere. But I know I cannot afford to buy a house where I live. And long-term, what ar the chances that my next awesome gig will be in this studio, so close to all that I’m beginning to love? It’s hard to imagine being spoiled like this forever, Westside style. But it’s getting harder & harder to imagine leaving.
THREE:
I miss my Lulu, so much.
Until she returns for E3, the new Death Cab record will have to do.