The Michigan Daily - michigandaily.com h Monday, March 24, 2008 - 5A "Vince Vaughn doesn't have to put up with this shit." Revenge of the nerds,.,008 Like Vinnie Chase, but drunker. iterary rock returns Canadian indie rockers return with impressive, mature seventh full-length LP By SASHA RESENDE DailyArts Writer Most independent artists are known for their free-floating pretension, but few deliver it as ele- gantly and effortlessly as Destroyer frontman Daniel Bejar. The Van- Destroyer couver-native has risen to indie-star promi- Trouble In nenqe oyer the past few Dream years, thanks in large Merge part to hls astonishing grasp of literary prose and an ability to craft delicate lyrics to frame his epic songs. His song-writing genius is so pronounced that it has even spawned its own drinking game, encour- aging participants to take a pull anytime he mentions religion, the sea, the way a women moves or any other of his con- sistent lyrical themes. But thankfully, Bejar's main musical endeavor offers far more than regurgitated metaphors ooz- ing with pretentious irony. A part-time member of The New Pornographers, Bejar has recently lent his talent to fellow Canadian virtuoso Spencer Krug's super-group Swan Lake, proving that he is an indispensable force in the independent music community. After a decade spent on the Canadian indie-rock circuit and producing a cor- nucopia of pop records, Bejar achieved much-deserved critical acclaim in 2006 with Destroyer's sixth LP Destroyer's Rubies. Moving past the four-track recordings and MIDI-experimentation, which defined his past efforts, the slick album is a delightful venture through an indie-pop wonderland, guided by Bejar's distinct Bowie-esque vocals. Destroyer's latest effort, Trouble In Dreams, expands upon his previous work, while tighten- ing his songs into carefully orchestrated pieces of pop bliss. The album opens with a simple gui- tar-strummed ode to infidelity ("Blue Flower/Blue Flame") before progressing into the fuller pop-rock arrangements that permeate the complex collection. While undeniably quirky throughout, Trouble In Dreams cannot be pigeon- holed into one category. Each cut is dis- tinctive and captures a different side of the band's multifaceted character. On the amped-up, pop-rock "Dark Leaves Form a Thread," the band creates a gorgeous soundscape caught between tight guitar riffs and distinct piano melodies. Bejar's unique vocals carry "The State," taking the song from its playful beginnings to an all-encompassing scream toward the end in which he boldly exclaims, "Loose lips sink the lives of disgusting women." "Introducing Angels" is playful pop per- fection, carried by Bejar's repeated dec- laration that "common scars brought us together." This proves all too true figu- ratively, although no literal "scars" can be found throughout the entire track, which is wrought with allusions to Chi- nese poets and unorthodox wedding parties. On "My Favorite Year," one of the album's most luscious and complex tracks, Bejar and company create ten- sion between reverb guitar strings, tight percussion and a chorus of airy vocals to back Bejar's more distinctive singing. Clocking in as the second-lon- gest track on the album, the song uses every moment and can hardly be consid- ered filler. The band fails in this regard though, with "Shooting Rockets (from the Desk of Night's Ape)," an eight-min- ute attempt at epic grandeur. The song, which also appears on Swan Lake's debut Beast Moans, is unable to move beyond its repetitive notes, ultimately dragging the listener along for a ride that lasts far too long. However, this track proves to be the noticeable exception for Trouble In Dreams, and is all the more negligible when it is taken into consideration that the track was originally recorded for an entirely different album. Destroyer's seventh full-length LP contains all the quirks of the band's pre- vious works, including Bejar's famous "la da la la da la la las" which help to carry some of his song's choruses. The album is more produced than some of Destroyer's previous lo-fi efforts, creat- ing a slicker feel that allows each instru- ment to shine. While the album lacks the tremendously epic tracks that carried the band's previous releases, Trouble In Dreams proves Destroyer's ability to mature without compromising its quint- essential spirit. By ANDREW LAPIN DailyArts Writer It's hard not to grin the first time Owen Wilson appears on screen in "Drillbit Taylor." The perpetually good-natured goof plays Drillbit, a homeless man who may or may not have been in the Army but now W showers nude on the beach and has friendly Taylor chats with the passing A motorists who throw AtQualityl6 him change. He harbors and Showcase a dream to run away to Paramount Canada, but with such an easygoing attitude, he doesn't seem to care whether he gets there or not. Wilson has been avoiding the public eye since his suicide attempt last fall (this movie was filmed prior to the incident), but there's no evidence of depression or trouble in his performance. Instead, he's perfected his trademark persona from films like "Wedding Crashers" and "Star- sky and Hutch" to the point of slacker Zen, and the result is a breezy, low-key comedy with just enough giggles to make it worthwhile. Here,- though, Wilson plays second fiddle to two nerds who have just entered high school. Wade (Nate Hartley, TV's "iCarly") and Ryan (Troy Gentile, "Nacho Libre") want nothing more than to be accepted by their peers and land some girls along the way. But, as the law of high school dictates what must happen to all nerds, they immediately meet the anger of the nastiest bully in school, who decides to make their lives a living nightmare. As played by Alex Frost ("Elephant") with murderous glee, Filkins is not an ordinary neighborhood tough. He is so savage and relentless with his torment - at one point attempting to run over the kids with his car - that he becomes a high-school aged Anton Chigurh, the unstoppable killer in last year's "No Country for Old Men." Plus he's a legal adult, emancipated from his parents, which makes him, as one victim puts it, "above the law." Drillbit is hired by Wade and Ryan as a bodyguard. At first he just takes the job for easy money, teaching the guys bogus techniques like the "Bear Hug," but soon he grows to respect the kids and makes it his mission to help them. He disguises himself as a substitute teacher and infil- trates the high school, where he is free to exact revenge on Filkins and get cozy with the hot English teacher, Lisa (Les- lie Mann, "Knocked Up"). Does it make sense that Drillbit could transition so eas- ily from being a bum to a fake sub? Not at all, but this fact only partially diminishes the satisfaction of seeing him stick-it to the bullies. The film pulls no punches about the survival-of-the-fittest world of high school, and allows its heroes to get beaten Bodyguards, hot teachers and nerd revenge - just like your rgh school up worse than most movie nerds (black eyes and fat lips replace wedgies and swirlies). This shouldn't be too surprising since the script was co-written by John Hughes, the creator behind the brilliant '80s teen satires "Sixteen Candles" and "The Breakfast Club." However, consider- ing that one of the other credited writers is Seth Rogan ("Superbad"), a few more laughs should have been in order. Still, "Drillbit Taylor" coasts by on Wilson's pure charm and the thrill of watching the nerds get their revenge. ARTS IN BRIEF File Most recent Asian horror remake falters like its genre brethren "Shutter" At Quality 16 and Showcase 20th Century Fox After seeing "Shutter," yet another Asian horror remake, I couldn't help but wonder, "Why aren't there more montages in horror flicks to skip all the unnecessary schlock?" Then it occurred to me: without it, there would be no movie at all - just a crappy montage. "Shutter" is as full of plot holes and cheap thrills as any mediocre movie you're likely to see. Imme- diately and clumsily the audience is hurled into the plot with Jane (Rachael Taylor, "Transformers") and her photographer husband Ben (Joshua Jack- son, "Bobby"). The two are newlyweds in Japan who crash their rental car, ostensibly hitting a mysterious young woman in the process. When they come to, however, she is gone. Heard this one before? Jane and Ben soon reach their destination of Tokyo, where Ben reunites with old pals and takes on a photography job. Traumatized beyond conso- lation, Jane is sure that she killed a woman, though Ben is quick to dismiss her antics as overly dramat- ic. A series of photographs that turn up with white, wispy blemishes lead Jane to inquire about the Japanese fascination with "spirit photos," pictures where ghosts loom translucently in the frame. The idea is that the woman Jane and Ben struck with the car is haunting them through their pic- tures. It seems the conflict's only link to photogra- phy is meant to echo the original film, though here its implementation is flimsy and anticlimactic. At the film's end, there is an attempt at moral preach- ing, but the only commandment to take heed of is this: Don't see this movie. NOAHDEANSTAHL More than 0 just a storybook ByANNIE LEVENE DailyArts Writer Children's literature is a big deal. Timeless life les- sons, great illustrations - all really precious stuff. Unfortunately, kiddy lit is also a big money maker, which is why movie studios so often play fast and furious with classic stories, bastardizing our treasured childhood memories in the process. The downfall of Horton these films is usually attributed to Hears a one thing: "hipping up" the story. These books are favorites for a Who reason. No amount of modern day At Quality16 slang, political asides or creepy and Showcase stage makeup (I'm looking at you, 20th Centuty Fox JohnnyDepp) can hope to improve what was already there. Neverthe- less, every once in a while Holly- wood gets it right, and the latest film adapted from the genius Dr. Seuss, "Horton Hears a Who!" man- ages to make for a pretty decent trip down memory lane. The film, like Seuss's book, is the story of Horton (voiced by Jim Carrey), a dim-witted, yet well-inten- tioned elephant who discovers an entire city, small enough to fit on a speck of dust, inhabited by the mys- terious Whos. Sadly, the film declines to answer any of those burning Who-related questions: is Whoville really the only city they have? Why are they so happy all of the time? What exactly are they? They don't really have anything to do with the plot, but still. It's of little concern for Whoville Mayor Ned O'Malley (Steve Carell, TV's "The Office") as he's a little pre- The return of the People's Eyebrow. occupied with the earthquakes, random changes in weather and other disasters caused by the city's unstable position perched upon, you know, a speck of dust. Horton promises to find a safe place for the Whos, even though there's a cranky kangaroo and an Finally, a film based on a children's book that manages to be both faithful and worthwhile angry mob out to get them. One of the main draws of big budget animated films is the cast, and "Horton" doesn't disappoint: Amy Poehler ("Mean Girls"), Isla Fisher ("Wedding Crashers") and the seemingly inescapable combo of Jonah Hill ("Superbad") and Seth Rogan ("Knocked Up"), are just a few of the recognizable voices coming out of those adorably vibrant creatures. Surprisingly, Carrey, who can be an exasperating on-screen pres- ence, is considerably more bearable when you only have to listen to him. It's unclear who he had to bribe in order to slip in a few of those "Mask"-esque voice impressions, but luckily, they're kept to a minimum. The only real disappointment is the usually excel- lent Will Arnett (TV's "Arrested Development") as a typically inept villain, Vlad. Arnett uses a weird and often incomprehensible accent for Vlad, which just seems like a little too much (and that's saying some- thing considering Arnett is acting against Mr. Ace Venture himself). With so many famous voices, the most surprising star of the film is the animation. We've come a long way since Dr. Seuss's pen-and-ink, sparsely colored illustrations. Inexplicably, there's a bizarre, anime- See HORTON, Page SA