Damn, I thought I'd be the first to post about "High Fidelity" and report that I hooted loudly and knowingly when Seymour Stein starting playing. Fellow listee and movie companion Madflowr joined in my guffaws of indie knowingness and we came about a button's width to exchanging high fives. Imagine Belle and Sebastian were the New York Yankies strolling out on the field and we were the drunken fans with B&S painted in green on our bare chests, sloshing beer on the Radiohead fans. The movie was funny as hell, but just alright in careful contemplation. God, it's so weird to see a Slits album 15-feet high. Attack of the Giant Slits, indeed. I wonder what Joe Blow who stopped buying records after Billy Joel released "The Stranger" would make of it. But a relatively tiny number of people would get the scene where John Cusack (isn't my boyfriend beautiful, y'all?) apprehends shoplifers with Brian Eno, Minutemen and other unlike-minded bands, and Cusack's line after he busts them unless you know it's very dissimilar music. 'Course the movie doesn't have many moments like that; otherwise it'd be playing only DC instead of a mall in Virginia. --Jennifer +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the undead Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister@missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo@missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "tech-heads and students" +-+ +-+ "the cardie wearing biscuit nibbling belle & sebastian list" +-+ +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+