Sundance last night was a lot of fun. I’ve been running around all morning so I’ll post about the films we saw next week. We’re staying home tonight (which I am inordinately excited about since we got in late last night and I’m tired) but then we’re catching our last two shows tomorrow up in Ogden which should be fun.
Anyway, I’m super allergic to cats but that doesn’t mean I don’t enjoy them on the internets along with the rest of the world. Here’s a little something to kick off your weekend.
It seems like E is finally back to his cheerful self. He’s eating and sleeping much better. I think I’m going to take him to preschool today; he hasn’t been in weeks and he’s been getting antsy. I’m looking forward to getting a bit of a break myself and going to the gym, something I didn’t get to do when E was sick.
I just hope E can stay healthy for a while. It seems like he has been catching every bug that comes around lately. I’ve been pretty stringent about following the preschool’s policy of not bringing E to preschool when he’s sick but it seems like E keeps picking up illnesses there. (Le sigh.)
I was going to write a review of Grown Up Movie Star, the other Sundance film we saw last Friday but I’m having trouble mustering the enthusiasm at present. I liked the movie quite a bit, as did N. It’s about a girl coming-of-age in a little snowy town in Newfoundland. (It will probably be rated-R when it is released but there’s no nudity in it, just adult subject matter and language.) N’s review is really good if you’re interested in reading more about the movie.
Oh, and in other news, the new semester of woodworking class starts today–yay! I’m really excited. I’ve officially run out of room in my house for any more furniture so I’m going to make a spice cabinet to hang on my kitchen wall. I’m not quite done with my plans yet but will post details as they come together. I’m excited.
While browsing Etsy last night I stumbled upon John W. Golden’s “By Order of the Management” print series. I think they’re great AND he’s currently having a buy-one-get-one-free sale (you could get two for $20)!
Friday night was a lot of fun. We ate a tasty dinner at Mazza, a Middle Eastern restaurant that we’ve been meaning to try and then went to the movie theater. It was very hassle-free: we parked in the garage and then walked right in to the theater and sat down to watch Grown Up Movie Star and then afterward just walked to the screening room next door for The Red Chapel. I really enjoyed both movies. We’re going to see 6 shows at Sundance this year and I’m planning on posting about about all of them, so um, considered yourself warned.
The Red Chapel is an extraordinary documentary. Rather than objectively following a subject the director engages in gonzo-style film making in an attempt to capture on film the absurd evil that rules North Korea. Mads Brügger, the Danish director, arranges for two Danish-Korean comedians, Simon and Jacob, to travel to Pyongyang for a few weeks to practice and perform a show as part of a “cultural exchange.” The whole time they’re there Brügger is lying through his teeth to keep the North Koreans in the dark about his true intentions to expose the insanity of the totalitarian regime.
Jacob, who has a muscular disorder and describes himself as a “spastic” is the lynchpin on which the whole enterprise depends. After every day of filming Danish-speaking North Korean censors reviewed the crew’s footage but they couldn’t understand Jacob’s garbled speech. As a result, Jacob emerges in the movie as the lone voice of reason, the only one who can openly question the craziness of what he sees.
Jacob is used by both Brügger, who is open about his intentions of ruthlessly using Jacob for the good of the film, and the North Koreans, who figure that it’s good propaganda to shower a disabled Korean adoptee with affection especially considering the allegations of North Korean sending disabled people to camps.
It’s a riveting film and very moving at times. Ms. Pak, the crew’s North Korean minder, takes a shine to Jacob and smothers him in motherly affection but her ferventness is both unsettling and familiar to anyone who has meet a distant Korean aunt or grandmother. As Jacob points out, while all the North Koreans are kind to him he can see the contempt in their eyes. At one point Jacob has a breakdown after touring a model North Korean school; he’s so creeped out and saddened by the whole situation.
I found myself getting a little emotional a few times during the movie. My mom’s Korean and we still have family living in South Korea. My siblings were adopted from Korea and my brother Steven is developmentally disabled. I couldn’t help imagining what it would have been like if my gentle brother had been born in North Korea. At one point in the movie Jacob asks Ms. Pak if he can meet some North Koreans who are handicapped like him. Her stunned and panicked expression gives credence to the idea that the disabled are not treated kindly in North Korea.
I’m not sure what time of distribution the movie has, but I recommend watching it if you ever get the chance. It really is a fascinating film. If you’re bothered by swearing, the movie does have a fair amount in it (but most of it is in Danish/subtitled).
I went and picked up our Sundance tickets earlier this week. We have tickets to six movies, two tonight and four next week. Tonight we’re going to see Grown Up Movie Star and The Red Chapel (which I’m looking forward to in particular).
I’m a little nervous about leaving E at home but he’ll be with his usual sitter and he seems to be feeling a little better this morning. After two weeks stuck at home with a sick toddler I am really, REALLY looking forward to getting out of the house and having a nice grown-up evening.
As you may know, N’s really into music. When we were dating he used to make me mix CDs from time to time which I always loved. He hadn’t made me a mix CD in quite a while so I was thrilled to unwrap one on Christmas morning. (To be honest, I was so touched that I started to get a little teary.)
The CD N gave me is a mix of some of my favorite love songs and ends with a surprise. As a gift N arranged with Ezra Furman to have him write a song for me! When we saw Ezra in concert back in October N chatted with him after the show and asked him when his next CD would be out. Ezra said that he had a CD available on his website and that it came with a personalized song so N went ahead and ordered it. (This isn’t the first time he’s done something like this, but it was still a lovely surprise.)
The song’s just a little ditty, but I love it. Every time I listen to it I can’t help grinning from ear-to-ear.
It’s going to be a long, long day. This morning E was up at 2 am and then back up for good at 5 am. Ugh.
I took him to the doctor yesterday since his fever still hadn’t let up. The doctor said that E was a little dehydrated and has lost some weight but that he should bounce back later this week. Hopefully it’s sooner than later.
E was still feeling puny yesterday afternoon after his all-too-short nap but he perked up a bit when we broke out the crayons.
Looking at these photos now is cheering up my grouchy, sleep-deprived self. Man, I love this guy.
Not much is going on here. E has come down with his second stomach bug in as many weeks. He threw up again last Saturday and since then has been running a fever which means I’ve been stuck in sick-baby jail on and off for almost two weeks now. I’m starting to get a bit stir crazy and my patience, while never that of a saint, is wearing thin. On Sunday I lost my temper at E’s constant whining and yelled at him to “stop whining!” (Mother-of-the-year!) Predictably enough, yelling did not work to make either E or myself feel better. I felt horrible about losing my temper with poor sick pitiful E.
But when E’s sitting on my lap and resting his feverish little head against my cheek all I think about is how much I love him and how grateful I am to be blessed with the resources and ability to take care of him and protect him from harm.
I went to a baby shower in honor of my friend Emily on Saturday. I wasn’t quite sure what to bring so I put together this diaper cake. (By the way, N was disappointed when he found out the “diaper cake” I was talking about making was a cake-shaped display of diapers and not a diaper-shaped cake. He had been envisioning snacking on leftover cake pieces and marzipan but gamely helped me roll up the diapers anyway.)
My sister-in-law showed me how to put it together and how to make the little flowers out of baby socks for the top. (Thanks, Miranda!) It took 70-something diapers to make so it ends up being a fairly practical gift.
Looking at it now, there are a couple little things I would do a differently but over all I’m happy with how it turned out. I forgot to take pictures while I was putting it together but I’m going to make another cake for another shower in a couple of weeks and I’ll post a how-to with pictures then.