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I was on my way somewhere else when I stopped short in front of a bar on Red River.

There was something awfully familiar about the sound issuing from the doors, though it seemed unnatural to hear such a song in daylight. It was music for midnights, at the very earliest. But I had to know.

So I stepped inside, and lo and behold, it was indeed Eugene's own macabre psychobilly punks The Sawyer Family.


(It's a hastily snapped iPhone shot; be kind.)

There should have been more people in the bar, but those that were there seemed to be enjoying themselves. (It's hard to tell how much enjoyment is present in a room full of people who almost certainly haven't gotten enough sleep and equally almost certainly are already nursing hangovers with hair of the dog.) Seth Sawyer signed off, "We'll see you fuckers next time." Hopefully there are more of said fuckers when the band next lands in Austin.

The word Micmacs, director Jean-Pierre Jeunet (Amelie) explained before the screening of his new film, is slang for “shenanigans,” a word which sounded impossibly playful in Jeunet’s thick French accent. “Impossibly playful” is also one way to describe the film, which is as sweet and joyful and imperfect a revenge fantasy you might hope to see.

Micmacs begins unexpectedly, for a Jeunet film: A soldier steps on a landmine. The strongest response to this is displayed by a donkey, which runs off, honking loudly. Back in France, the father’s death has a greater effect on his young son Bazil, who finds clues to the cause of his father’s death in a box of the man’s possessions.

Years later, Bazil (Dany Boon) is working in a video store when a stray bullet lodges itself in his head. Bazil survives, but not without losing his job and his apartment. Before long, he’s taken in by a gaggle of oddballs — among them a contortionist, an inventor, a human calculator and Jeunet regular Dominique Pinon as a would-be world-record setter — who live as a patchwork family outside normal society. Mama Chow (Yolande Moreau), who lost her own children in a hall of mirrors, feeds and scolds them all in turn.

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I honestly thought I'd be blogging every day from SXSW.

That's the most laughable idea I've had in ages.

Since Friday, I've been in Austin, Texas, for South by Southwest, which is hard to sum up in just one sentence: It's a long-running music, film and nerd festival (the nerd track is loosely called "Interactive") at which many of the things I write about overlap and converge (what a goddamn buzz word that is). I'm here to see bands, learn about Austin's music scene, watch movies, go to panels and, well, write about them all.

So this is your fair warning. Coming soon: reviews of Some Days Are Better Than Others, a Portland-set movie about loneliness and the little things; Mr. Nice, about a Welsh drug dealer; and many other films, and an overview of what little of the interactive portion of the festival I saw (not little as in I didn't care, but little as in the inability to see everything you want to see is a big part of SXSW).

The music portion starts on Wednesday, and while I'm going to miss the nerd crowd, I'm excited to see what happens when Sixth Street gets even more batshit crazy than it is already.

If you're interested in the little details, you can follow me on Twitter at @theothermolly, which is presently half posts from panels and presentations, and half random commentary from the entire Austin Experience, which has, in the last few days, involved short Stormtroopers, cheap beer and a serious lack of breakfast tacos. Currently, it's Shiner Bock and Jaron Lanier's presentation. Lanier just asked us all to experiment by putting the gadgets away, and I'm going to play along.

If you have any requests or suggestions — things you think I should do in Austin or things you want to know about from SXSW — by all means, leave a comment!

Someday, I may even get to eat some queso.

Yes, you could go see Alice in Wonderland this weekend. (I certainly plan to.) But you could also do something a little different and hop over to DIVA for one of the screenings of this year's Oscar-nominated short films. Pick animated only, live-action only or go all-out and watch both — though if you have to pick, for my money, the animated set is the way to go. My personal favorite (but an unlikely winner; I'd look to "Logorama" to take the day if voters are feeling at all subversive, or "A Matter of Loaf and Death" if they think Nick Park needs another shiny for his mantel), "Granny O'Grimm's Sleeping Beauty," is embedded below (be sure to watch it in HD).

The Oscar-nominated shorts show at DIVA this weekend (animated shorts, 10 pm Friday, March 5, and 3:15 pm Sunday, March 7; live-action shorts, 9 pm Friday, March 5, and 1 pm Sunday, March 7) and again over the next two weekends. Each screening is $6.

The Oscars air at 5 pm Sunday, March 7 on ABC — or you can go to the Bijou and watch them in high-definition on the big screen. Tickets are $10, and proceeds benefit The Haitian Sustainable Development Foundation.

Yeah, I thought that might get your attention.

If you've somehow managed to miss the flurry of flyers, postcards and other announcements floating around town, let me be surely not the first to remind you that Eugene gets its own cupcakery this Friday, March 5, when The Divine Cupcake Café opens at 11th and Chambers. From 10 am to 10 pm, every visitor to the new café gets a free cupcake.

Yes, they're vegan. But don't let that stop you! Hey! Come back here! Look, I've had my share of dry vegan baked goods, and these cupcakes? These are not the bland vegan cupcakes of yesteryear. No, they don't have butter. Yes, they're delicious.

You can read a bit more about Divine Cupcake owners Thaddeus Moore and Emily Downing-Moore in the April 2008 issue of Chow.

See you at the cupcakery!

When I last lucked into tickets to the Oregon Truffle Festival's Grand Truffle Dinner, the event was still held at LCC. The dinner’s current location at the Valley River Inn is a better-lit, more comfortable space that manages, despite its cavernousness, to feel a little more intimate. The floral arrangements, which rose from towering glass vases and drooped back down in green fronds, were a little over the top, but who's paying attention to the table decorations when a meal like this is on the way?

I barely had time to grab a small glass of the reception wine — Sweet Cheeks' sparkling red, which I want to try when I can pay it more attention — before we were finding our way to our table (to my amusement, VRI staff removed the table numbers shortly after most people were seated, which led me to envisioning lost attendees swiping plates from servers' hands in desperation. This did not appear to happen).

Let me be honest: I am not going to review the dinner so much as repeatedly point out, in 100 words per course, how rich and delicious it was. I was there to experience it, and the experience was, for the most part, delightful.

Also, it was a lot of food.

COURSE ONE

Crème Fraiche Tarts with Triple Cream, Shaved White Truffles & Mâche Salad with Black Truffle Vinaigrette
Chef Naomi Pomeroy, Beast

Click here to read — and see — more!

... is that no one has to know (and, as Suzi points out, likely no one cares) if you're looking at pics of scantily clad women at work.

Keep your eyes on the upper left corner of the screen at about 1:04.

(Via Boing Boing. Apparently, it was all a prank — which doesn't make the video any less amusing, really.)

In this week's issue of Chow! there are a few little "Word Is" tidbits - news we didn't have time or space to cover in depth. One of them was meant to tell you that The Divine Cupcake, Eugene's vegan cupcake company, is opening a retail location (on West 11th across from Ring of Fire) quite soon. March, we hear. It'll be Eugene's first dedicated cupcakery. And these are some tasty cupcakes.

But the placeholder ran instead. That would be the little box of text that tells you that I hoped to have details soon.

So yeah. Oops. My apologies to the fine folks of the Divine Cupcake and to anyone confused by what looked like a very silly block of text.

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