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31/08/2003

New Fall Schedule

Filed under: Tele — gkentetc @ 1:59 pm

Not much seems worth watching this year… my televisual schedule will be as follows
(thanks to Channel Canada for their thorough info center)
Daily (if possible):
6:00 - Spongebob Squarepants (Mon-Thurs)- YTV
7:00 - The Muppet Show - CTS
11:00 - The Daily Show (Mon-Thurs) - Comedy Network
Sunday
9:00 - Alias - ABC
10:00 - Six Feet Under - Showcase
10:30 - Harvey Birdman - Teletoon
Monday
9:00 - Firefly - Space (i may watch this instead of getting the DVD which comes out in December)
10:00 - What If - CLT
Tuesday
Wednesday
9:00 - Emma will be watching West Wing - NBC
10:00 - Law and Order
Thursday
8:30 - Scrubs - CTV
9:00 - CSI - CTV
9:00 - Twitch City - Showcase
Friday
9:00/12:00 - Spiderman - YTV
9:30/12:30 - Samurai Jack - YTV
9:00/1:00 - Monk - CLT
Saturday
7:30am - Static Shock - YTV
10:00am - HeMan and the Masters of the Universe - YTV
10:30am - XMen Evolution - YTV
11:00am - Justice League - YTV
11:30am - Teen Titans - YTV
5pm - Farscape - Space
10pm/1am(Sun) - Iron Chef - Food Network
1:00 Odyssy 5 (uncut… but it’s not like it matters, Showtime cancelled the series and I just watched the cliffhanger season/series finale yesterday…sigh)
12-2:30am (repeats of YTV’s morning superhero cartoons, with Superfriends thrown in the middle)

Okay, what the hell did I just do

Filed under: ad nauseum — graigkent @ 1:21 pm

I’ve never been a target before.
I’ve never watched the shopping network or an infomercial and gotten just absolutely giddy, and yet, I just friggin bought something off an infomercial.
Back in January, after watching an episode of the A*Team on Global (Saturday @ noon) on popped an infomercial with “Chef Tony” who was at some “French Cooking Academy” (Acadamie?.. which I guess we were supposed to believe was in France but was likely San Diego or something) presenting his new product, the Miracle Blade THREE!
This is the next step from Ginsu knives, laser etched blades guaranteed to last a life time. You could lop a finger of lin 0.82 seconds, it’s that sharp. It cut frozen things no problem… and it had a wonderous comfort grip. It’s so sharp, “It can cut a pineapple in mid air”.
Now, I’ve been spending a lot of time in the kitchen and the knives looked to be useful. And I was going to buy them, but then, I already had knives and they seemed to be working fine, so what was the point.
BUT:
FROM THE MAKERS OF THE MIRACLE BLADE, they presented to me:
theULTIMATE CHOPPER!
750 watts of power, it can turn granulated sugar into powdered sugar, it can turn cinder blocks to dust, it can make salsa! SALSA! (well, they were probably more chutnies than salsas, but I digress).

I got rather excited by this miracle product, and to top it off, they threw in a free Miracle Blade! How could I refuse. I tell you, I couldn’t. Not only did they knock off one payment of 29.95, but also, since I ordered it all at once, I got the additional 5 year warantee! WOW!
I’M A SUCKER!
I bypassed all the telemarketer and spamming inputs on the form I filled out, but still, my mailing address is now on “the list”… so here comes more special offers my way.
Check back in 4-6 weeks. I let you know if the thing is quality or not. And how my new Miracle Blade works. Whoohoo!
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30/08/2003

After the Gaiman signing - 6:41 pm

Filed under: geek — graigkent @ 7:20 pm

I’m zilched.
The hamster in my head is about as spry as the hamster in the living room (read: bordering on death).
I arrived at Chapters on John and Richmond about 12:30. The scene was dead (it is a bookstore afterall, like, who reads anyway). I had no idea where the “festival hall” was but thankfully people were huddled around a customer service rep getting the skinny on what’s going down (why do I sound like a hackneyed Elmore Leonard all of a sudden).
Turns out that in Chapters, “Festival Hall” is a fancy phrase for “third floor of a bookstore”.
Recommended that Neil Gaiman’s books “Coraline” and/or “the Wolves in the Walls” be purchased before hand, I bought two as gifts and proceeded up the escalators to the “Festival Hall.”
Let me say that the first floor appearance of desertion was a ruse, the third floor had people spiralling between bookshelves, up platform and on stairs waiting in line. Rough count was about three hundred by the time I took my place… by the time Neil actually arrived there were probably about 500 people before the line was cut off.
Various procedures were installed. Outide books were to be tagged with Post-it’s ™ and signed off (I brought my beloved copy of Angels and Visitations and as a thank-you-for-lending-me, William’s copy of book four Miracleman.) An announcement was made before 1:00 (when Neil was to begin signing) that signing was “limited to two books, specifically ‘Coraline’ and ‘the Wolves in the Walls’.” Another announcement had been made previously that books to be signed had to be purchased at Chapters. This was obviously some sales ploy, just as the Starbucks girl was walking around offering water, and then as someone accepted she’d say “three bucks.”
Yeah.
The lineup, everyone realized very early on, was going to move slowly. We could not see Neil, nor could we see the progression of the line. I took the opportunity to begin reading “Carioca Fletch” then had the brilliant idea of getting Neil to sign the Gregory McDonald book as so: “I did not write this book - Neil Gaiman”
Five hours later (yes, five hours. I stood in line for five hours. I’ve never stood in any line ever for five hours, not even at the airport. I tried to think of who else I would stand in line five hours for, and I couldn’t think of anyone. Tori Amos, maybe. Or Stephin Merritt… but not many others… perhaps Alan Moore I might as well.. or maybe not. I’m not even sure if I knew I’d be in line for five hours that I would have stood in line … I dunno. Hard to say.).. anyway, five hours later, and after a visit from Emma who bought me cake and lemonade, I made it through 3/5 of “Fletch” (I’m a slow reader, not like the girl in fron of me who read about 7 books the whole time we were in line. She could almost look at a page and have it read. Unbelievable… Velvet her name was. A tiny, nerdy, shy lass as to be expected in a lineup for Gaiman. I was actually quite surprised by the diversity of the Gaiman lineup. Not just geeks and fanboys [ie. 20 year olds with nothing better to do] but professionals and honest to gosh adults [like, people older than me... I keep forgetting I am supposed to be an adult at my 27 years, feh]).
I was allowed behind the mystical black velvet rope, where I met with, I’m assuming, Neil’s assistant who took the names and placed them on the inside cover of the book. She was pretty and perky, even after five hours.
Neil was looking like I felt, completely worn down and quite ready for an nap. He obviously wasn’t expecting this grand of a turnout…
Despite it all he was an exceptionally pleasant bloke who signed my four books with good humour and best wishes, and accepted my mini-disc of the Hidden Cameras playing the CBC (or as I like to call it 21 minutes of bliss).
I completely pussied out of asking him about perhaps suggesting the Stephin Merritt+Tori=The 6ths mini album (Neil could subtly plant the idea into both their heads. Glorious music for all). I really didn’t say anything meaningful, but as it goes when I meet people I infinitely respect, I get nervous and shakier than a chilled chihuahua and really my brain stops functioning (the term is: “I left my brain in the basement”… but that’s another story).
ANYWAY.
5 hours. I’m tired. I can only imagine how Neil feels with probably two and a half hours left to go.
Big thanks though. I love Gaiman. He’s a writer and a personality I admire above all others and I ony hope to some day have half his charm and a fraction of his talent (but I do have talent, so maybe someday I’ll be drawing little pictures into the covers of my throves of readers… throves? Did I just make up a word?)
Shit. I forgot to ask Neil about black clothes and kitties. How does he keep the hair off?
Sigh.

Filed under: Uncategorized — graigkent @ 7:19 pm

29/08/2003

Daredevil, Twin Falls Idaho

Filed under: DeeVee — gkentetc @ 10:43 pm

New acquisitions on DVD
1. 2.
1. Daredevil - 2 discs with tonnes of features, featurettes and commentary
2. Twin Falls, Idaho - director’s commentary from the director and writers of Northfork

vas noo

Filed under: blogwatch — graigkent @ 10:32 pm

updated:
search is now functional and it searches both “Transparent Soap” and “What’s Entertaining The Geek”
also a quick and dirty about page.
Two down, just the damn archives left to go…
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27/08/2003

dr00l

Filed under: geek — graigkent @ 2:20 pm

from Neil Gaiman’s Journal:
http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/entertainment/3177479.stm


Greg Dyke, director general of the BBC, has announced plans to give the public full access to all the corporation’s programme archives.
Mr Dyke said on Sunday that everyone would in future be able to download BBC radio and TV programmes from the internet.
The service, the BBC Creative Archive, would be free and available to everyone, as long as they were not intending to use the material for commercial purposes, Mr Dyke added.
“The BBC probably has the best television library in the world,” said Mr Dyke, who was speaking at the Edinburgh TV Festival.
“Up until now this huge resource has remained locked up, inaccessible to the public because there hasn’t been an effective mechanism for distribution.
“But the digital revolution and broadband are changing all that.
“For the first time there is an easy and affordable way of making this treasure trove of BBC content available to all.”
He predicted that everyone would benefit from the online archive, from people accessing the internet at home, children and adults using public libraries, to students at school and university.
Future focus
Mr Dyke appeared at the TV festival to give the Richard Dunn interview, one of the main events of the three-day industry event.
He said the new online service was part of the corporation’s future, or “second phase”, strategy for the development of digital technology.
Mr Dyke said he believed this second phase would see a shift of emphasis by broadcasters.
Their focus would move away from commercial considerations to providing “public value”, he said.
“I believe that we are about to move into a second phase of the digital revolution, a phase which will be more about public than private value; about free, not pay services; about inclusivity, not exclusion.
“In particular, it will be about how public money can be combined with new digital technologies to transform everyone’s lives.”

Neil Gaiman Signing

Filed under: ent — graigkent @ 2:16 pm

Neil Gaiman will be putting in an appearance in Toronto on Saturday, August 30, 1pm at Chapters Festival Hall 126 John Street (416.595.7349).
Gaiman writes:

No, I don’t know if there will be a reading or a Q & A. There may be.

I called and got more info from Andrew the manager:
Gaiman will be signing for “Coraline” and “Wolves in the Walls” (both available for sale) and really anything else you want to bring in (I’m going to take a first edition of “Angels and Visitations”).
He will not, in fact, be doing any speaking, sadly, and Q&A is likely out… unless he can persuade them to do something.
It will be a queued line-up and they’re obviously expecting the throngs of usual goth girls and fancy boys to show up, so extra security wont be needed. Heh.
Oh and I’ll be there if anyone wants me to sign their Neil Gaiman book too.

26/08/2003

You will believe your fingers can fly

Filed under: Web — gkentetc @ 11:43 pm

http://www.trevorvanmeter.com/flyguy/
(shockwave required)
(thanks sara!)

Justice League, Teen Titans, Spider Man

Filed under: Tele — gkentetc @ 9:32 pm

Thank You YTV
Starting Sept 01
Mondays: 6:30 new Justice League
7:00 Teen Titans
7:30 New CGI Animated Spider-Man (based off the movie)

Underuse

Filed under: the body human — graigkent @ 8:46 pm

Ever since this post it seems like Carla has made it her life’s mission to find me alternatives to the jockey’s I mentioned in the post (when the truth is “Jockey” is a brand name and I don’t actually own any of them).
Here’s what she’s come up with:
yellowspongetrunks3.jpg
These aren’t square pants… that’s for sure. They actually look like diapers… spongepants anyone? (Boo.)
and then there’s this:
eurothongguy.jpg
Eurothong Guy = You’reAllWrong Guy
Egads, these things are nasty enough on women… what’s his brain trauma?
Don’t stare too long kids, you’ll go blind.
Everyone, thank Carla for further enriching your life.

Photos From Liz’s Birthday

Filed under: me me me — graigkent @ 8:24 pm

Liz had a little birthday party this Saturday past for her actual birthday (which is today, happy day Liz!).
In my own self importance I’ve appropriated some images from Liz’s live journal.
In the oddest turnabout (which was actually predicted by Liz, our delightful neighbour on Queenwest as we headed out for the evening) she was the only one who took any pictures in the evening.
The evening was great fun, with Jeremy and I coming up with a piece of comedic gold in making a t.v. series out of Rannie’s life (which Jon dubbed “Leave It Her Beaver”)… I won’t spoil it but needless to say it’s genius involving an Austrian monkey and Don Knotts.
There was darts being had and, apparently, some (repeated) discussion of ass fucking which I was totally left out of. *shrug*
anyway, here’s pictures:
party-02.jpg
1. That’s Jeremy and that’s me… Day 3 after seeing the video
party-10.jpg
2. Kelly, reenacting her favorite scene from Michael Jackson’s “Thriller” video.
party-14.jpg
3. Dart player extraordinnaire Me checks out Dominic’s subtraction skillz. Judgement - boyz got nuttin’ on me.
party-15.jpg
4. Graig shows the kids how it’s done…
party-16.jpg
5. …First you pinch it then you “smack” it. The Mack is back.
Thanks Liz
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24/08/2003

björk w/sigur rós @ keyspan park, coney island.

Filed under: Music, nightlife (new york) — gak @ 7:49 pm

björk with ear flowers
björk + band + fire
björk's ruffled white dress

2003 august 23. the W train chugged along in the smogless evening, carrying many a soul to coney island. due to renovation along the other lines, the W is the only way to get there this summer, meaning that it’s usually packed with families hoping to hit the beach or astroland. a strong wind had brough clear skies and you could see the verrazano bridge and farther quite easily once the rails elevated.

the train was full of people who don’t normally go this far: scenesters in full force. they didn’t look right outside of the village or williamsburg, invading old coney island, ordering hot dogs from nathan’s or otherwise spending time in a rundown part of town where families hang out rather than young singles. nevertheless, everyone was converging upon keyspan park for a performance by one of music’s distinctive personalities: björk.

instead of taking surf avenue, i went along the boardwalk, past the food booths and shooting galleries towards the beach. i could hear what sounded like pre-canned music from the baseball stadium, so i walked towards the big pier that goes out into the atlantic, passing by one of the frequent salsa dance parties on the walk, where hundreds of dancers groove to latin music. along the pier, families would fish and otherwise camp out, catching crabs in cages and other scaled creatures, leaving rods against the rails for the slightest bite. the sky turned a salmon colour as the sun finally disappeared and the western horizon didn’t show any rainclouds, which comes as a relief since rain was the forecast for today. i head back towards the cyclones playspace and enter the stadium.

this looks like the first concert ever in keyspan park; the infield is fenced off and the grass is covered with heat-resistent tiles to save the turf from underfoot damage. the stage is placed in the centre field with a white video screen placed out along the warning track (due to the high wind, though, it was only used behind a few songs). there are families in the seats (the bleachers are closed since they would be behind the stage) with binoculars out, since the seats are a few hundred feet away. the concession stands are in full force, selling beer in plastic bottles, italian ices, cheese steaks and by the dugouts, there are barbeques, selling burgers and weiners, peanuts and cracker jacks. it feels like a tailgate party at first.

however, the crowd is definitely not working class as everyone’s here for björk’s merger of pop music with avant-garde orchestral and dark techno, which somehow sneaks into the mainstream like a blessing against complacency. and right on cue, another icelandic band takes the stage;
sigur rós along with a string quartet. they manage to take an hour to build a slow burning froth of quiet intensity and loud release, spilling every emotion off the stage. the vocals are sung in a made-up language called hopelandish, which makes the vocals yet another instrument in the band. the crowd was partly lost on this, but many people came explicitly for them and their set was well received. i would definitely love to see them headline in a smaller venue.

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23/08/2003

the hire.

Filed under: video — gak @ 5:24 pm

in 2001, bmw did a little experiment: instead of regular adverts, it would hire top movie talent to produce several short films starring their production line. placed into the hands of executive producer (and director phenom) david fincher, the hire resulted in five short films were made and a viral marketing campaign spread them as trailers, short tv spots and online. those who found them were hooked, and in 2002, three more were made (which were executively produced by ridley scott then).

now, through bmw films, you can order a dvd with all eight movies for free (you pay for the shipping) (or you can get a copy when you buy a BMW for those of you with looser pursestrings) (or you can download them if you don’t pay a thing). all these movies feature a plot involving a BMW vehicle (the 2002 use the Z4 exclusively) and a nameless driver (the stalwart clive owen).

here’s a quick runthrough on all eight:

n.b.: the dvd puts season 2 first, but i’ll go in the order in which they were first released.

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The Interview Game…

Filed under: me me me — graigkent @ 3:54 pm

Zis eenterviewen gamink: DAZ RULENZ
1. Leave a comment, saying you want to be interviewed.
2. I will respond; I’ll ask you five questions
3. You’ll update your website with my five questions, and your five answers
4. You’ll include this explanation
5. You’ll ask other people five questions when they want to be interviewed
________________________________________________________________
So I’m giving it a go, practicing for my appearance on Open Mike with Mike Bullard, and my subsequent follow-up appearance on Court TV… no comment.
Questions for Graig provided by Liz (see liz’s q&a):
1. Before you die, what is the number one thing you would want to have achieved?
I want Quarter City to be finished, published and enjoyed by the masses. I don’t think this is an unreasonable expectation as it is only in need of one more edit before it’s consumer ready.
If I want to get a little unreasonable (but not TOTALLY unrealistic) I would like to see Quarter City adapted into a successful film by a good director like Darren Aronofski, Terry Gilliam, Guillermo Del Toro or maybe Spike Jonze.
2. What was the most defining moment in your life and why?
I’d say sometime after the breakup of my first serious relationship… more likely when I moved to Toronto. It was the first instance in my life where I forged out on my own, and really had to fend for myself (which isn’t wholly true as I had Gary’s tremendous support at the time) without the crutch of a parent or partner to rely on. Somewhere around this period my life seemed to fall into place. And the pieces just keep falling together.
I was 25 and some may think that’s pretty late in life to finally cut your ties to home, but then again some people never do. Not that I’ve severed my ties, but I’m a more independant person now than I ever was.
3. Do you have any past regrets?
Some people wax philosophic and say you should never regret anything in your life.
I’m not one of those people.
Of course I have regrets, the way I treated people, the friends I’ve lost for one reason or another, spending so much money on comic books in the early 90’s. But you know, unless you knew at the time that you shouldn’t be doing it and that you would regret it later, and if you didn’t enjoy yourself, well then it was probably worth doing.
When you regret things, however, you think about them, often and eventually you learn what it was that you did wrong, or thought you did wrong. It’s a learning experience. And if you learn from the things that you regret, well, then you’re a better person for it.
4. If you could have a superpower what would it be and why?
Oh Liz, I’ve been waiting AN ETERNITY for someone to ask me this questions.
My first answer would be to have super-speed like the Flash, to be able to run supersonic and travel the world in seconds, create a vortex with my wrist, to run so fast on a treadmill I can travel back in time, to be able to vibrate my body so quickly I could pass through walls… yeah, that’s what I’d like to do.
But to continue this, I’d ALSO like to have the stretchy power of a Plastic Man, Elongated Man, or Reed Richards (from Fantastic Four). Yeah, you can move really fast, but you can also sit on your ass and stretch your arm to the fridge instead of actually having to move your whole body there. It’s the lazy man’s superpower.
(I’ve been thinking about this entirely too long, no?)
5. Name one person who has been the biggest influence in your life
Oddly enough, I’ve never been asked nor really even thought about this question before.
I’d like to say that there’s some artist, musician or writer that’s been incredibly inspirational, or that there was a specific teacher, or perhaps one of my friends who continue to endure me… and I could make a case for ever so many of these people, but I’m proud to say that the most influential person in my life is my mother.
My mother is a pillar of support for me, always and forever, and she never hesitates to tell me she’s proud of me, or to offer her assistance for anything. She’s the one who instilled in me my morals, she taught me respect and really made me the good guy I know I am.
My mom may not be the most cultured person in the world, but she is the smartest person I know, and really, without her guidance, well, I’d be an asshole.
So, thanks mom. And thanks Liz for the Quiz.
Now, who wants a piece of the quizzicle action? Post a comment and I’ll give you the questions that will haunt you for a lifetime.

One of those “you had to be there moments”

Filed under: ent — graigkent @ 3:17 pm

He was telling us over waffles and pancakes about the Ryerson Spanker, (read more here and here) who lived in his dorm and in describing the escalation of events, he used the transition “and then he got a little bolder” and she began laughing hysterically… “like a rock?” she asked through giggles. And it took a second for us to clue in, before Jon said “No, dear, not a big rock”… we all broke into hysterics picturing this guy using a rather large slab of granite to spank the pinball boys. Boulder.
But the in-jokes just keep on coming as we were discussing Terminator 3 and how the T1 models looked like Johnny 5 from Short Circuit.
“It’s been getting some pretty bad reviews”
“What,” she said in all earnestness, “Short Circuit?” before before our recurring fits of laughture led to a quick realization.
Ah but we love her.

This Blog Be Movin to Geekent.com now

Filed under: geek — graigkent @ 1:42 pm

That’s where I be, yo.

verbal remixes and collaborations by amon tobin

Filed under: Music — gkgk @ 1:14 pm

I have to admit, I love remixes. Different takes on the same song, it just makes a good song better. And as much as I love remixes, I love eps from artists which contain not just remixes but fresh songs as well. Amon Tobin gets how an ep shouldn’t just be throwaway tracks, the lesser grade stuff that wasn’t good enough for the almbum “Out From Out Where”.

This collection is an electronica freaks wet dream. Seriously… it’s first five tracks feature jams Tobin has with Kid Koala, Bonobo, P-Love, Steinski, and Doubleclick, and the remixes of “Verbal” (his best track from “Out From Out Where”) feature remixes from Prefuse ‘73 and Kid 606.
Not to finish yet, also included is a CDROM element featuring the Verbal video which is a cross between Fast and the Furious and Tron, with light flickers and crash effects all happening in frequency with different elements of the song. It makes me sad that there’s really no outlet for videos like this in North America.
This ep doesn’t quite outshine any of Tobin’s full length releases, but it certainly doesn’t pale in comparison either. It holds it’s own and is worthy of a spot beside them.

verbal remixes and collaborations by amon tobin

Filed under: On Disc — gkentetc @ 1:10 pm

I have to admit, I love remixes. Different takes on the same song, it just makes a good song better. And as much as I love remixes, I love eps from artists which contain not just remixes but fresh songs as well. Amon Tobin gets how an ep shouldn’t just be throwaway tracks, the lesser grade stuff that wasn’t good enough for the almbum “Out From Out Where”.

This collection is an electronica freaks wet dream. Seriously… it’s first five tracks feature jams Tobin has with Kid Koala, Bonobo, P-Love, Steinski, and Doubleclick, and the remixes of “Verbal” (his best track from “Out From Out Where”) feature remixes from Prefuse ‘73 and Kid 606.
Not to finish yet, also included is a CDROM element featuring the Verbal video which is a cross between Fast and the Furious and Tron, with light flickers and crash effects all happening in frequency with different elements of the song. It makes me sad that there’s really no outlet for videos like this in North America.
This ep doesn’t quite outshine any of Tobin’s full length releases, but it certainly doesn’t pale in comparison either. It holds it’s own and is worthy of a spot beside them.

Capturing The Friedmans

Filed under: Cinema — gkgk @ 12:57 pm

Any family can look normal on the outside, but all it takes is one small revelation to make them extraodinary… I speak of extraodinary in this case more like a freakshow worth stares of curiousity rather than a display of accomplishment worthy of adoration.
Capturing the Friedmans is a gawking documentary which deals with the topic of pedophilia, as told through interviews, archived news footage and home videos. It follows the 1988 arrest and trial of Arnold Friedman and youngest son (of three) Jesse as they are charged with hundreds of counts of child sodomy and other abuse charges that were speculated to take place during a computer class Arnold would teach out of his home.
The heinous charges rile the Friedman’s small upscale communityof Great Neck on the tip of Long Island, and it tears the family apart. But the story isn’t as simple as “they were guilty, look what happened.”
What Capturing the Friedmans show us is intimate sketches of the people involved (except middle son Seth, who refused to be interviewed and is only seen and heard in the home movies). Foremost, obviously, is the late Arnold Friedman.
It all starts when a child porn magazine sent from Holland to Arnold, an award winning school teacher, is intercepted by the FBI, and Arnold is put under investigation. Eventually he is found to have numerous other instances of child porn in his house. Interviews with his wife, Elaine, explain the secrecy with which Arnold ran his life, and only after his predisposition is revealed does she seem to make sense of the problems in their relationship (sexual and otherwise).
After a search and seizure, the police find that Arnold was also teaching regular computer classes with young boys, his son Jesse assisting. The police put two and two together and begin to investigate and interview around the community.
The uproar spreads fear, anger, and hatred, as well as paranoia (in an era of satanism and nuclear war, paranoia spread quickly). Interviews with “victims” and debunkers reveal the atmosphere within which Arnold Friedman had already been convicted in before ever reaching the courtroom.
Through interviews with Arnold’s brother, and through excerpts of an autobiography, we get a sense of his history, how he was raised in rather unseemly conditions which directly contributed to his preference for young boys. His own admittal that he had committed acts upon younger children as early as age twelve with his eight year old brother (his brother cannot remember it, but he does not deny it), and on through adulthood make that Arnold was indeed guilty, but not of the crimes he was charged for. His admission of guilt was a misguided effort to save his son Jesse from jail, which ultimately failed.
We witness the drama and conflict within the family as they decide upon various decisions, as the sons rally behind their father and Elaine becomes ever more distant.
Jesse, in essence, gets railroaded into taking a plea with an unscrupulous lawer, who in interviews, makes you squirm more than Arnold Friedman does.
But most curious is the interviews with David Friedman, the eldest son, whose blind love for his father disables him from actually seeing the facts presented before him. His utter devotion brings great anger towards his mother. His dual nature as “New York’s number one party clown” and this angry, jaded adult really perplexes. And, what would motivate David to chronicle and document the the painful family gatherings as the trial progressed. Yes it was David that provided the home movies that documented the at-the-moment reactions of his father, mother and brothers, as well as his own, things that he philosophically stated he can’t recall except in the context of the video.
The film has purpose in having a frank discussion about the nature of pedophilia, as well as exploring numerous psychological concepts, from a child’s desire to please an adult (whether it be a predator or a police office) to the power of suggestion through hypnosis, to mob mentality, to psychopathology.
It doesn’t to me have the grey area that many other reviews I’ve read seem to think it does. Arnold’s was guilty indeed, but not for the crimes he was charged. Jesse was not guilty but at 19 he was unable to sidestep the influence of his father, mother, and lawer. The epilogue tries to show a happy ending, but really just provides a final glimpse at the shards of the shattered Friedman family laying around.

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