I spent all of yesterday hanging out with my mom. We tried to go see the El Greco to Picasso exhibit at DAM but it was all sold out till Wednesday. I may try to go see it on Friday. So instead we went to go see Lost In Translation. I fucking loved this movie. I’m not sure how but it got into me. I drank it up. It was done so well. Scarlett Johansson was heart-wrenchingly real and Bill Murray hasn’t done anything this good since Groundhog Day (though Rushmore and The Royal Tenenbaums were both good). The music (Air, Squarepusher) fit the movie amazingly. The whole storyline was so sincere and earnest. There were times I sat in my seat and begged for the movie to end because I didn’t want what I had already seen to get ruined by a crappy ending. But I wasn’t disappointed. Anyway, I rarely get excited about movies but this one did a number on me, with style.
Afterward we went to go get some dinner. I voted for Tommy’s but it was closed so we went to a new place called Mezcal. It has only been open for about twelve days now but they have things running pretty smoothly. The food is nuevo mexicana (I just made that up, I’m not sure what it means) but is not too upscale with most plates being under $10.00. The atmosphere was pretty cool too. Despite having over 100 different types of tequilas, they only served Mexican beer and none of it was on tap, which could be a drawback for me. It’s nice to have an alternative meeting place before heading over to the Bluebird though.