for what it's worth: ghostbusters.
for what it's worth: ghostbusters.
ok, it's five years later. how about an update?
not in my experience. dvds are much clearer than digital projection.
in your posting on this site you have shown no evidence whatsoever of having a sense of humor, so pardon me if i took what was intended as a joke seriously.
seriously? hatred? for not liking michael bay? what a complete fucking moron you must be.
we do know. because it's been reported and verified in both biographies about monk. years of erratic and questionable behavior which ended with a nearly six-year silence. sounds like mental illness to me. jesus. why is denying this so important to you? are you a relative of monk's? it stumps me when people get…
i saw him once on the street in manhattan. he's shorter than you'd expect. and like many celebrities (i'm looking at you, lawrence fishburn!) he has a HUGE head.
allison janney and anna faris in a sit-com together! then the big come-down: produced by chuck lorre.
maybe that's why people hate the fucking guy so much now. he was genuinely, absurdly funny once.
there's some validity to your point. but that's my boy is still one of the worst movies i've ever had the misfortune of seeing.
you get points for trying (i guess), but i can't see wasting time listening to stuff i don't like.
i like a lot of the columbia era stuff, in spite of how repetitive charlie rouse's playing is. and "criss-cross" is a good introduction to that period of monk's career, as the performances are pretty energetic and the songs aren't too long. the columbia-legacy re-issues of the other albums from that period can be a…
elmo hope really is kind of a bridge between powell and monk. he (hope) recorded far less than he should have.
you're casually omitting the fact that he essentially stopped talking to people for the last 6 years of his life. that ain't normal.
i thought it was his usual headache-inducing mess. i don't think the guy is utterly talentless. he has a good eye. but his films are noisy and stupid and horribly edited, which cancels out almost everything else.
i got the sense that whoever wrote that book had an agenda and their agenda was "prove that monk wasn't crazy". sitting in a room looking out the window all day and not speaking to anyone for several years is pretty weird behavior, period.
johnny griffin is amazing and i love "misterioso" and "thelonious in action".
i don't get that at all. the sound quality's better than average for stuff recorded in the late 40s. and as you said: the music's fucking great. another plus is that if you're a jazz novice, the songs are short. if someone who wasn't really a jazz fan asked me for a good entryway into monk's stuff, the blue note cds…
great album. the introduction to "pannonica" always makes me tear up. so damned beautiful.
correct me if i'm wrong: you are the guy who actually thinks that ocean's 12 is one of steven soderbergh's best movies, right?