“A new dawn will break over the darkened world, when our mistakes will once again be forgotten.” In promoting his new book Son of Nobody at my local literary festival, author Yann Martel noted how the works of the anonymous Greek poet(s) identified as Homer - The Iliad and especially The Odyssey - are foundational texts of western culture; works of curious fiction that carry immense weight on how the literature of western society developed. Martel observed that perhaps a part of that comes from an apparent timelessness in the themes of these stories in which the patterns of the world as we know it three thousand years later can still be found. The personalities, conflicts, and anxieties of such works are apparent in both life and fiction -they speak as much to the present as they ever did. Thus, like every custodian of the material before him, Christopher Nolan very intentionally speaks to the present, in his new adaptation of The Odyssey , in which the Homeric epic is cast as a person...
I’m really just punishing myself at this point. Atoning for my sins and mistakes. It’s that little part of me that hates myself that drives me to see the live-action version of Moana rather than doing something productive like budgeting out the rest of my summer or something more entertaining like doing my laundry. There is no godly reason to be at a mostly empty theatre (a telling sign) on a Sunday night to partake in this drivel and I found myself distracted on a number of occasions pondering my life’s choices. But it is also worth pondering Disney’s. This Moana is an amazing example of the studio’s increased and out-of-touch hubris in the 2020s. Where previous live-action remakes of their animated classics came at times enough removed that the original films in question had attained that status organically over the course of multiple decades. For a lot of us millennials, Lilo & Stitch felt unusually recent when they came for it last year, the first source for such a remake t...