When people begin exploding from stress, corporate middle manager George Washington Winsterhammerman (Zach Galifianakis) tries to ignore the epidemic and live his usual life, but then he suffers his first symptom. Adding to his stress is his pretty but miserable wife Michelle (Judy Greer) and an older brother( the always interesting James Le Gros) who’s moved back home to concentrate on making a track team that haunts him in his dreams, and inadvertently starts a counter cultural movement in George’s backyard.

2008’s Visioneers takes place in either the near distant future, or possibly an entirely alternate universe, a world where giving someone the middle finger is an inspirational hand gesture on par with the thumbs up and the high five.

A while back, Mike Judge, the director of Office Space, made a movie about a futuristic dumbed down society called Idiocracy. Idiocracy  suffered the unusual fate and being very silly without actually being funny. While Visioneers has a similar theme, it’s succeeds by neither committing to present itself as a comedy or a drama, and in doing so creates it’s own cinematic beat.

Visioneers is darker than what you might be prepared for, but in the end it resonates as a very contemplative experience.



So Good You Will Melt and Then You Will Reform Yourself


Remember last year when your neighborhood just could not fucking get over King Tuff? Well Milk Music has returned at just the right time to make sure that shit doesn’t happen again.

Milk’s Music’s four piece ensemble of playful timing and arrangements are as fresh and crisp as ever, so  anyone who was willing to settle for just more of the same will be especially delighted. The guitar solos are as long, rich, and luxurious as one could possibly ask for, and it would not be a complete shock to find out that in the midst of one of these solos, Weezer’s Pinkerton  was played note for note in it’s entirety. The lyrics are both relatable and grande, with some of the tracks telling the story of any our lives, while other tracks speak to you on a mystical scale similar to the likes of Marc Bolan and J.R.R Tolkien.

Milk Music’s latest offering, Cruise Your Illusion, is probably the fourth best album of the year, if only because it’s more poetic to finish just out of the money.