Hollywood Babel: Continuity, and the Curse of Cambodia…

I love it when films make mistakes, and sometimes they’re so obvious that anyone can spot them, though none of the paid help apparently did. Of course continuity errors are the easiest, and they hire a person just to deal with that, to make sure that when the shooting of a scene resumes on Wednesday, he’s wearing the same clothes that he was wearing when shooting stopped on the same scene the day before, Tuesday, a no-brainer, of course, but they screw up sometimes.

Les Nubians

Les Nubians

Historical errors are not uncommon, either, but more debatable, since who really knows what happened way back when anyway? An example would be when medieval film settings use modern language terms, like the first episode of Game of Thrones (hey, I’m a newbie): “Keep it together.” Really? I don’t think anyone used that term even in my own childhood. In fact, I think I can remember being mocked for using a similar hippie-ish phrase while attempting to sell a vehicle in 1983. Poetic license, I guess. Language terms used in 1389 would probably not make the smoothest script in 2014.

Then there are outright factual errors, like when Sasha Baron Cohen in ‘The Dictator’ tries to deliver a baby via A-section, before he realizes he’s working in the wrong channel. His parting words: “your prostate is fine, though,” or something like that. There’s only one problem: women don’t have prostate glands. Even allowing for some perverse Ali G-style humor, in which he’s likely stumbled (literally) upon a transvestite, then there would be another problem: the tranny wouldn’t be having a baby.

Dengue Fever

Dengue Fever

And so it goes, the stuff of Hollywood not-quite-legends. Maybe I should put them all in a TV show, ‘bloopers’ or something like that. Wait a minute… Anyway, I’m suffering a hangover, too much Omar, Omar on the beach, that is, Omar Souleyman at the Santa Monica Pier last night almost a sensory overload, can’t imagine what it’d be like if they had a full band. Wish I had the energy to go see him again tonight at the Echoplex, but… meh.

This weekend the hot ticket is the Cambodian music fest Sunday up at the Ford Amphitheatre if you got bucks, featuring Dengue Fever and many other lesser luminaries. In case you’re new to the genre, suffice it to say that 1960’s Khmer music is some of the best pop music this world has ever seen, back before Kampuchea self-destructed in one of the world’s worst sui-genocides ever conceived or recorded, makes Mao Zedong seem like a Boy Scoutmaster leading the happy campers.

Levitt LA has got plenty of Latin stuff this weekend (don’t say it), so if that’s your thing, then you’re good, while Levitt Pasadena goes Americana with Dust Bowl Revival and blues with Laith Al-Saadi. But the best free ticket looks like Les Nubians with their smooth Frenchified ethnique classique R&B, complete with cascading waterfalls in the background at the water court at Grand Performances downtown. They’re fun to look at whether you like the music or not. You could even walk down to Pershing Square at intermission and see what they’ve got. Yes, this is what I do. C U there.

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