Music's been such a huge part of President Obama's reelection bid. He went on tour with opening act Bruce Springsteen, serenaded one lucky audience at a campaign stop with an impromptu rendition of Al Green's "Let's Stay Together," earned endorsements from Bob Dylan, Dave Grohl, Katy Perry, Lady Gaga, and even got a lyrical assist from Jay-Z who altered his famous "99 Problems" to "I've got 99 problems but a Mitt ain't one." So it should be no surprise that Obama's victory celebration last night at Chicago's McCormick Place would feature some killer tunes.
But who knew it would become an 18,000-person dance party? Mark Ronson, half a world away in a hotel room in Dubai, even tweeted, "Seriously, who is dj'ing OBAMA HQ? incredible. Teena Marie, MAZE etc....every global news station is blastin Frankie Crocker classics," referring to the legendary New York disc jockey and Studio 54 demigod who died in 2000. Well, Crocker wasn't pulling any kind of Lazarus act last night. For maximum hip factor, the Obama campaign brought in Austin-based mixmaster Mel Cavaricci, better known in the dance music scene as DJ Mel. And he put together one helluva victory playlist. Still basking in the glow of Election Day? Recapture the moment with these 22 songs that DJ Mel played Tuesday night, a playlist that he put together with a little input from the Obama campaign itself.
President Obama's Official 2012 Victory Celebration Playlist
Al Green—“Let’s Stay Together” (Not the Obama cover, I'm afraid)
Bill Withers— “Lovely Day”
Marvin Gaye— “Got to Give It Up”
Michael Jackson—“Wanna Be Startin’ Somethin’”
McFadden & Whitehead—“Ain’t No Stoppin’ Us Now”
The Heavy—"How You Like Me Now"
Doris Troy—"Just One Look"
Curtis Mayfield & The Impressions—"Keep on Pushing"
The Supremes—"Come See About Me" and "You Can't Hurry Love"
Contours—"Do You Love Me"
Ray Charles—"What'd I Say, Part 1"
Shalamar—"The Second Time Around"
The Four Seasons—"December 1963 (Oh What a Night)"
KC and the Sunshine Band—“Boogie Shoes”
Jean Knight—“Mr. Big Stuff”
Maze—“Before I Let Go”
Teena Marie—“Black Cool” (Marie, who died in 2010, actually wrote "Black Cool" about Obama before her death.)
The Beatles—“Twist and Shout” (played right after it was announced Obama had won the election, because nothing conveys joy like John Lennon's throat-shredding vocals on the 1963 cover)
Stevie Wonder—“Signed, Sealed, Delivered” (Obama's entrance music before his victory speech)
Bruce Springsteen—“We Take Care of Our Own” (which the especially witty Brian Williams noted at 2:00 a.m. Wednesday morning has been widely misinterpreted, much like Springsteen's "Born in the USA" before it, as a pat-yourself-on-the-back anthem rather than a critique of laissez-faire domestic policy)
Democrats really do know how to party, don't they?
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Washington stars as Whip Whitaker a reckless airline pilot who balances his days flying jumbo jets with picking up women snorting lines of cocaine and drinking himself to sleep. Although drunk for the flight that will change his life forever that's not the reason the plane goes down — in fact it may be the reason he thinks up his savvy landing solution in the first place. Writer John Gatins follows Whitaker into the aftermath madness: an investigation of what really happened during the flight Whitaker's battle to cap his addictions and budding relationships that if nurtured could save his life.
Zemeckis tops his own plane crash in Cast Away with the heart-pounding tailspin sequence (if you've ever been scared of flying before Flight will push into phobia territory). In the few scenes after the literal destruction Washington is able to convey an equal amount of power in the moments of mental destruction. Whitaker is obviously crushed by the events the bottle silently calling for him in every down moment. Flight strives for that level of introspection throughout eventually pairing Washington with equally distraught junkie Nicole (Kelly Reilly). Their relationship is barely fleshed out with the script time and time again resorting to obvious over-the-top depictions of substance abuse (a la Nic Cage's Leaving Las Vegas) and the bickering that follows. Washington's Whitaker hits is lowest point early sitting there until the climax of the film.
Sharing screentime with the intimate tale is the surprisingly comical attempt by the pilot's airline union buddy (Bruce Greenwood) and the company lawyer (Don Cheadle) to get Whitaker into shape. Prepping him for inquisitions looking into evidence from the wreckage and calling upon Whitaker's dealer Harling (John Goodman) to jump start their "hero" when the time is right the two men do everything they can to keep any blame being placed upon Whitaker by the National Transportation Safety Board investigators. The thread doesn't feel relevant to Whitaker's plight and in turn feels like unnecessary baggage that pads the runtime.
Everything in Fight shoots for the skies — and on purpose. The music is constantly swelling the photography glossy and unnatural and rarely do we breach Washington's wild exterior for a sense of what Whitaker's really grappling with. For Zemeckis Flight is still a spectacle film with Washington's ability to emote as the magical special effect. Instead of using it sparingly he once again goes big. Too big.
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Don't be turned off by the runtime — Cloud Atlas moves at lightning pace as it cuts back and forth between its various threads: an American notary sailing the Pacific; a budding musician tasked with transcribing the hummings of an accomplished 1930's composer; a '70s-era investigatory journalist who uncovers a nefarious plot tied to the local nuclear power plant; a book publisher in 2012 who goes on the run from gangsters only to be incarcerated in a nursing home; Sonmi~451 a clone in Neo Seoul who takes on the oppressive government that enslaves her; and a primitive human from the future who teams with one of the few remaining technologically-advanced Earthlings in order to survive. Dense but so was the unfamiliar world of The Matrix. Cloud Atlas has more moving parts than the Wachowskis' seminal sci-fi flick but with additional ambition to boot. Every second is a sight to behold.
The members of the directing trio are known for their visual prowess but Cloud Atlas is a movie about juxtaposition. The art of editing is normally a seamless one — unless someone is really into the craft the cutting of a film is rarely a post-viewing talking point — but Cloud Atlas turns the editor into one of the cast members an obvious player who ties the film together with brilliant cross-cutting and overlapping dialogue. Timothy Cavendish the elderly publisher could be musing on his need to escape and the film will wander to the events of Sonmi~451 or the tortured music apprentice Robert Frobisher also feeling the impulse to run. The details of each world seep into one another but the real joy comes from watching each carefully selected scene fall into place. You never feel lost in Cloud Atlas even when Tykwer and the Wachowskis have infused three action sequences — a gritty car chase in the '70s a kinetic chase through Neo Seoul and a foot race through the forests of future millennia — into one extended set piece. This is a unified film with distinct parts echoing the themes of human interconnectivity.
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Cloud Atlas poses big questions without losing track of its human element the characters at the heart of each story. A slower moment or two may have helped the Wachowskis' and Tykwer's film to hit a powerful emotional chord but the finished product still proves mainstream movies can ask questions while laying over explosive action scenes. This year there won't be a bigger movie in terms of scope in terms of ideas and in terms of heart than Cloud Atlas.