The Problem of Leisure: 4/25-4/27
Written by Father Guido Sarducci IV // April 25, 2008 // The Problem of Leisure // 5 Comments
Centuries ago, Academy writers fine-tuned the art of leisure in all its manifestations–opium haze lounging, harem collecting, scrapbooking.
Here they pass that knowledge onto you; the result is a highly-polished calendar of events called The Problem of Leisure.
Friday
I am again returning to the Denver Art Museum for the next round in the Take Two series. “The only thing I think about when I hear Taxi Driver is: Scorsese, De Niro, Schrader, Chapman, Foster, Herrmann, Shepherd, Brooks, Keitel the other Schrader brother, Boyle and of course Travis Bickle. This is what auteur theory is all about.”
Saturday
Wong Kar-Wai’s first English language My Blueberry Nights is starting Friday at the Mayan Theatre. “This film will have a hard time stacking up to WKW filmography, even his BMW short was wise enough not to cast Norah Jones. But I could be wrong about Jones. She could turn in a Faye Wong-esque performance and make people forget about her 97 Grammys.”
Sunday
Malcolm X is kicking off the Spike Lee retrospective at the Starz Film Center, which will conclude with Spike in the flesh next Thursday evening on the Auraria Campus.
Sunday
I no longer attend “concert” that are hosted inside sports arenas, but in my younger years I saw plenty of over-budgeted, behemoths passed off as musical experiences. If that is your type of thing, I would recommend going to the Pepsi Center on Sunday to see an attraction beset of the best known hipster-hoppers on the planet: Kanye West, Lupe Fiasco and N.E.R.D. Plus, you’ll get to ogle Miss Umbrella, ella, ella. That could be worth the ticket alone (if it meant you didn’t have to trap yourself in an arena, I’d rather shoot myself). Enjoy the show!!












5 Comments on "The Problem of Leisure: 4/25-4/27"
Thanks for taking over PoL this week, Father Guido. Our Managing Editor is at Coachella. Angora is working 16 hour days. Father Guido – and Ivyy – have saved the day!
On another note, I just got this radical email from Robert B Rutherford. His emails are always radical.
“Friday night, april 25
horse diving!
animal psychologists!
fiddlesticking!
ramshackle grocery cart stacking!
flacid slapping!
rabbit is a sphere!
goggle fogging!
tactile mind reading!
psychedelic microscopy!
bird wrestling!
brianna lane!
shuck jiving!
map crunching!
weight relief!
hog swallowing!
zach james!
fisticuffs!
meat grids!
bipedal manipulation!
@ the meadowlark, 2701 larimer, up in the big d-town.
honk honk.”
Emails like this are just one of the many reasons we booked Rabbit Is A Sphere for our Donnybrook Benefit for Rich People at the Larimer Lounge June 8th!
Hi loves, I didn’t send anything this week because I really have nothing planned. My ideal weekend plans would involve some nice gentleman buying me a Ketel One Dirty Martini and engaging me in witty banter while chuckling sparklingly at my catchy turn of phrase- sounds lovely, doesn’t it? What can I say, I live in a classy imaginary world.
Perhaps a nice South African accent as well Ivvy? Accents always make witty banter that much more scintillating.
Yes!!! Wow, it’s like you’re in my head.
My fake accents, with the exception of southern plantation owner, are all ghastly. I need to study Mike Skinner a bit more closely.