Sean Lemme

I started blogging as a way to lazily pass my high school senior project and somehow I've kept doing it for more than half my life

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Beach House – Thank Your Lucky Stars

A month and a half ago, in his Depression Cherry review, Colin expressed a retiscence to submit to Beach House’s alluring ways. Their sound was consistent and unchanging, and their appeal only lasted him for as long as their latest album felt new. As if to answer Colin’s particular needs, Beach House then went out and made another album this year and got it out only a couple months after that last one. That’s really fast, probably too fast. I can’t speak for Colin, but Depression Cherry still feels really new to me. Did we need a new one so soon?

Probably not, Depression Cherry was really great. Releasing Thank Your Lucky Stars especially seems like an odd move because Beach House has been quite firm in stressing that it is not a companion piece or b-side collection. It’s simply another new album, they say. And that’s true, I don’t think you can play these back-to-back and gleam any greater meaning. Maybe you could do a crazy playlist of all the songs from both albums arranged by feel, that would be really cool. Maybe I’ll go do that next. But I guess I should tell you if I like this first.

The answer is of course I do. I’m a sucker for the Beach House. I wouldn’t put this one too high up on the list (Depression Cherry‘s still my preferred LP this year) but it still has that same ethereal, dream pop sound that I can’t get enough of and Colin can, apparently. I wish I had some incite into why some things resonate with some people more than others but I don’t. All I can tell you is that Thank Your Lucky Stars is a little more downbeat than their past few albums have been, but still quite beautiful. Lots of reverb and strategically placed wailing guitars. I’ll take as much of it as I can get.

Favorite Tracks: “All Your Yeahs,” “One Thing,” “Elegy to the Void”

Shocktober Horrorble: Joe Dirt 2: Beautiful Loser

Joe Dirt 2: Beautiful Loser

Can you guys believe that we won’t get Transformers 5 until 2017? Yes, thankfully Michael Bay’s decision to try to pretend he’s respectable has him caught up making that hot button flick 13 Hours: The Secret Soldiers of Benghazi. You go, Michael Bay, the world’s most overblown story deserves its most overblown director. But this left me with a quandary: what could I watch in 2015 for my semi-regular horrorble segment? After all, this was the first year John trusted me enough to make it a formal part of Shocktober, I didn’t want to let him down. So I gave myself a real challenge, the one type of movie I’m most afraid to review: a bad comedy. Maybe the worst.
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Pitching Tents 14: Scary (Featuring Paul Otteni!)

We interrupt your usual Shocktober coverage with… Well actually this fits in pretty well with those posts. Because after months, years, a lifetime of watching horror movies, us here at Mildly Pleased have a pretty good idea of what the market’s like, and what the market lacks. So come down into our deep, dusty dungeon for a delightful discussion of four freaky films that don’t exist yet, but someday could. What a disturbing thought!

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Shocktober Day 20: The Devil’s Backbone

The Devil’s Backbone (2001)

It’s really too bad Guillermo del Toro didn’t get to make those Hobbit movies. That’s kind of been the trajectory of his career lately, as he had to walk away from that big franchise, then his game was cancelled, then Pacific Rim 2 was put on the shelf and Hellboy 3 will still probably never happen. Apparently studios or executives or somebody doesn’t trust del Toro with big budgets anymore. This is tragic, because I can think of few other directors who have such respect and reverence for their material. And no one does a dark fairy tale better.
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Shocktober Day 17: Perfect Blue

Perfect Blue (1997)

Maybe I was always going to love whatever the next movie I watched after Twilight was, but damn, dude. Damn! I’ve been wanting to check out the works of Satoshi Kon for a long time, particularly Paprika, and now it’s become important I do so once we’re done with Shocktober. At only 87 minutes, Perfect Blue never had a chance to do anything but lock me into its twisted world. Really, the biggest caveat I can think of is that it’s hard to convince other people to watch an anime, even if it’s a stand-alone compl–I mean movie.
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T3 95: Top 10 Fruit

I had myself a little brush with death this week. At the very beginning of my morning commute, I got t-boned. It’s kind of hard to process, but I’m OK, the other driver’s OK, both our cars are only a little messed up. Events like this are supposed to make you think, right? Maybe I should be doing more with my life. Maybe instead of spending my time recording podcasts with my friends about the best snacks or breakfast cereals, I should do something that really matters. Something that’s healthy and important. Like talk about the top 10 kinds of fruit. Yeah, that’s what life’s all about.

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Shocktober Day 6: Eyes Without a Face

Eyes Without a Face (1960)

The other day I was reading a comment thread on Reddit about some movie, and while this is not a course of action I would recommend to anyone, I somehow did find myself thinking deeply about a comment some jerk left. He brought up Citizen Kane and argued that modern audiences would not enjoy or even respond to the film because its technical achievements and narrative devices have become rote in the last seventy or so years. My initial reaction was “fuck you,” but I’ve been thinking about that in terms of trying to review older cinema. My dilemma is that I’m not sure if I should factor the impact a movie had into my musings. It’s not like I can put myself into the head space of audiences back then, or even anyone who isn’t exactly me right now. It’s something I like to call the “John Carter of Mars” effect. And it’s relevant when talking about Eyes Without a Face because its influence is so obvious.
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