Category Archives: Movies

Home Theater Update

Eventually the home theater will be in the basement but for now I’m setting it up in my living room.
I just bought two more speakers so now my setup is as follow:
Amplifier Denon x4700h running an 11.1 setup
2 Polk Audio Lsim707 in the front
4 Polk Audio Ti200 for the Surround Fronts and Backs
4 Polk Audio Ti100 for the Surround Height Fronts and Backs
1 Polk Audio Cs10 for the Center
1 old Sub Woofer (I’ll upgrade that at some point)
and of course the phenomenal 65 inch 4K “Picture on Glass” E9 OLED LG TV.

I’ve just upgraded the wiring; 14 gauge for everything but the 4 “smaller” height speakers (which for now are on the floor) for which I’m using 16 gauge. I’ll be building some 72″ tall speaker stands for the height soon.
I’m using the “older” Pioneer amplifier to drive the front speakers in bi-amp mode for now but I’ll be building a power amplifier soon to do that work.

I can’t overstate this; 11 channels is the way. It’s a world beyond the classic 5.1 or 7.1. It’s like being at the theater…but way better. The sound of Dinah Madani’s shot gun during the scene of the firefight in Punisher E08S01 against special ops forces is utterly insane. I had rounds of ammos flying in all direction in the living room 🙂


I’m almost glad I’ve been ill (flu) for the past few days and was forced to completely skip Halloween this year. The idea of standing in a room full of adults in costumes pretending to be happy, contemptuously throwing fake smiles at each other in order to win this unspoken contest for a chance of wearing the crown of the King of delusion…

Who can pretend at this point that there’s any sincerity and honesty left in these yearly mandated celebrations? The only thing that seems appropriate in that particular case is the masks and the disguise. How symbolic indeed. To deceive and be deceived.

Filling up your life like a freaking piñata about to explode with every piece of junk encountered along the way as an ersatz for fulfillment…I hate to be the bearer of bad news but what you see as a solid foundation is merely a sheet of thin ice about to crack and increasing your load won’t improve your chances.

If “fake” is what your going for feel free to forgo the costume; it’s quite the unnecessary duplicate.

Watching “AmĂ©lie” for the first time yesterday made me realize something; Smiling was never intended to express happiness or joy. I think in the old days it was the ultimate expression of disdain and contempt. I can totally see two arch-enemies facing each other before battle throwing scornful smiles and mocking one another before the final blow. Isn’t the Song of Ilium the ultimate proof of this? Diomedes was certainly smiling when he sent back Aphrodite to Mount Olympus.

The Better Angels

One of the few things that somewhat bothers me in the U.S. – in comparison to what I know best obviously – is how incredibly easy life has become here. I should explain I guess. France, beyond its strong historical Catholic background has been socialistic for more than a century and because of these two influences the idea of “life as a struggle” is palpable everywhere. I can’t count the number of individuals I have met over the years who have not only accepted a life that was in essence way below their personal abilities, they even on occasion seemed to do everything to sacrifice every opportunity of lightening their daily burden. “Self sacrifice” is something I despise. I see it I think exactly for what it is; a complete waste.

The religious background in the United States is more complex. The independence created by the US Constitution might have something to do with it but I will assume Americans know more than I do in that regard. The political background on the other hand has created a strong emphasis on the pursuit of happiness. You may think that these are just words at this point but it’s quite perceptible every where I look I can assure you.

Why am I bothered by this easiness? How could that be an issue? Putting aside the difference of culture I think I see it as a risk. To put it in the most familiar way; people get stupid when they’re bored. When they spend every second of their lives burdened by a million questions they tend to be more focused.

All this I believe is the reason to my attraction for the darkest pages of Faulkner (as I lay dying), Steinbeck (grapes of wrath), Nancy Huston (Plainsong) or, here, Terrence Malick / A.J. Edwards (The Better Angels). There is something incredibly powerful and harsh in these stories; Women standing by the door wondering if their men are going to collapse or stand for another day and fight after the passage of the strongest dust storm, Paddon kicking his own wife, living her bleeding on the kitchen floor because she’s pregnant again and they both know well that they can’t afford one more child, or Tom Lincoln meticulously putting together the wood planks of his wife’s coffin the day of her death.

I don’t mean to say that life was in any way better two centuries ago but I think rejecting it completely as if nothing had been lost in the process is shortsighted. This movie is a good reflexion on the subject.