We Feel Each Others’ Bodies

Space Cowboy “Just Put Your Hand In Mine” – For those of you who loved the Heiko Voss tune from yesterday, here’s another (more house-y) euphoric disco song with a repetitive and catchy vocal line. It doesn’t stray far from Space Cowboy’s previous hit, which was pretty much the same trick but with Prince’s “I Would Die 4 U” as the vocal line, but it hits the mark. I’m not sure, but I think that this song is using an Erasure sample, and I can’t seem to find any sites online which will corroborate that.

Mu “Let’s Get Sick” – This song, like most everything from the Afro Finger And Gel album, makes me feel as though I’m living in some kind of crazy post-apocalyptic world – one, perhaps, where ROBOTS ARE OUR MASTERS. But in kind of a cool way, you know? This is the music of the future, provided something terrible happens to all of us. It’s a very good album, though it took me a little while to warm up to it, because it is quite harsh at first.

Anyway, I caught Dial M For Murder in 3-D at the Film Forum last night. There was no discernable reason for this film to be presented in 3-D. I can only imagine that this gimmick was used in the 50s as a matter of bandwagon-jumping and perhaps an attempt to draw people to see an otherwise middling effort by Alfred Hitchcock. Or maybe I’m wrong, and I really should have been more amazed by that stationary table lamp popping into the foreground during that scene where Tony Wendice explains that he’s been stalking the guy he’s set up to murder his wife.

I don’t think I’ve ever seen a film with more exposition, by the way. It must have been at least 97% exposition! That just does not translate to 3-D at all. The plot was entertaining enough (if overly reliant on all of the characters but Wendice being extremely dim), but the most enjoyable thing about the film was its awkward (and occasionally unintentional?) humor. Now, if I ever get caught in a conspiracy to have someone killed, the first thing I’ll do after that revelation is offer everyone in the room drinks from my mini-bar. That’s class.