Sing Street – The best movie I haven’t seen

  • Here’s a St. Patrick’s Day riddle for you:

What’s Irish and has Lori spending hours on the internet every evening this week?

If you answered “Hudson Taylor,” you would be incorrect. It’s hard to imagine, I know, but since Harry and Alfie are not touring in the US (and are hard at work on songs for their second album), I have had to find a new obsession.

Luckily, H & A once mentioned that the little brother of their violin player was starring in a new John Carney film, and I was intrigued. I loved Once, I loved Begin Again (I mean, come on – Keira Knightley AND Mark Ruffalo? It was a no-brainer), so I’ve been following news of his new film for months.

Then I saw the trailer:

I started getting excited.

Then I started reading the reviews from the Sundance Film Festival. Apparently it was a crowd favorite and got ovations and people dancing in the aisles. (As well it should – I mean, 80s? Dublin? Cool music? It’s the perfect formula.)

And then I started watching further clips of the film, music performances by the lads, and interviews of the cast. Ferdia Walsh-Peelo, the aforementioned little brother, seems very impressive in the lead, especially as this was his first acting role ever and he walked in off the street for an open casting call at 14. He is only 16 now, but he seems to interview like a pro.

The lucky, lucky Irish get to see it starting tonight, which is only right and proper. The Weinstein Company have it scheduled for “limited US release” starting April 15th, but I can only hope that the raves coming out of film festivals (it just played at SXSW and recently in Toronto and Glasgow, as well) will get it a broader release sooner rather than later.

Because I need to see this movie. Soon.

P.S. When it is a huge hit and is nominated for Academy Awards, remember that you heard about it from me, first.

Quickening

I’ve had a crazy on-again, off-again relationship with tracking my finances.

I’ve owned various editions of Quicken for about 10 years, and I go through spurts of using it diligently, interspersed with long periods of piling things up to enter into Quicken someday and frequent times when I completely forget that such a thing exists.

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This is silly. From the time I was 16 until the dawn of my personal Quicken Era, I balanced my checkbook with pen and paper – religiously. I tracked down every last cent. Far be it from any bank to mess up any transaction by so much as a nickel! But then Quicken came along, and somehow, in the ease of having a computer take care of my money for me, I got lazy. It seemed like something that could be done so quickly that I could get to it whenever I had a few free minutes. But in that oh-so-familiar way, things can become so easy in theory that they never quite happen in practice.

Until now.

You see, for the last three days, I have been sleeping at a proper time and forbidding myself from collapsing into bed before 9:30 pm. This new stricture – combined with my new rule about only being able to use electronics on the main floor – has caused a newfound interest in personal computing as a way to pass the time. I sat down before my laptop the other night and thought, “Hey! Quicken! I remember that!” Of course, starting up again was no piece of cake, thanks to the dastardly way I was forced to upgrade to Quicken 2016 if I wanted to keep downloading transactions. But I persevered and I’m up and running again. If you want to know how many times I’ve eaten at Wendy’s in the last 10 years, I could now tell you.

(I could, but I never will. There is reason to fear that the number would reflect no credit on me.)

Groundhog blog

You may wonder what shenanigans I’m up to when there is a long gap between posts. More often than not, the answer is simple: more of the same. I’ve been feeling like Bill Murray in Groundhog Day, reliving the same days over and over.

  • More fatigue and spending time in bed? Check.
  • Lots of photos of my pets taken from my bed? Check.

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  • Not enough time with my friends and family? Check.
  • More need for home organization? Check.
  • Not enough home-cooked meals? Check.
  • More time management schemes attempted? Check.
  • Need to get on a better sleep routine? Check.
  • Addicted to reading Jane Austen fan fiction on my phone? Check.

On and on it goes, ad infinitum. This state of affairs tends to hamstring my motivation to write, since I figure nobody wants to hear me endlessly repeating myself.

I can only hope that, like Phil (Bill Murray’s character in the film), I’m incrementally improving at each of these things, and that someday I won’t need to keep coming back to the same lessons over and over. Someday, I’ll get it right.

(Don’t worry – I know that I won’t ever get everything just right. I’m perfectionistic, I admit, but not delusional. Usually.)