|06:14 am - calling all gaga for the accent ague|
My friend Kirsti and I went to see Tristram Shandy: A Cock and Bull Story last evening. If you consider yourself any sort of cinéaste, you will probably find the film as riotously entertaining as I did. It is full of references, cameos, meta-references, recursion, audio homage, and some simply damn funny scenes. It is a movie about making a movie of the novel The Life and Opinions of Tristram Shandy, Esq. by Laurence Sterne. What's more, the official website is yet more of the same pre-post-post-modern messing with your mind.
Think of a subtle combination of The Producers, Waiting for Guffman, Altman's The Player, Lost in La Mancha, and your standard "Making of" featurette and you'll be about half-way there. I know there are things I didn't catch because I'm not nearly obsessive enough about film, or even further, Cinema (thunderous chord).
I hadn't heard about it other than the title before Kirsti suggested it, and had she not I would quite likely have given it a miss. So this is somewhat in the way of a public service announcement in case other folks who might get a kick out of it might be prone to pass it by. [In Seattle, it's showing at the Guild 45th, for the moment.]