A Fruitloop in a World of Cheerios

The psychological agony at the violent death of a child, accidental as it may be, can lead to redemption or not in this drama about a small town in the grips of crises.  Meskada is a movie that shows how a town’s sense of community in desperation goes down the wrong path.  The story follows Det. Noah Cordin investigating the homicide during a burglary gone wrong.  Clues lead him to his financially-suffering hometown of Caswell, torn between his past and his duty. 

It’s quite an impressive cast indeed. Nick Stahl’s Cordin is believable enough as a man of the law who grew up with the not so upstanding citizens of society, giving him that dark edge.  Kellan Lutz plays Eddie Arlinger, the reckless half of the bumbling twits who set the wheel in motion. Refreshing to see him shedding the sparkles and leave Forks behind for a stab at the deep end.  Jonathan Tucker is Shane Loakin, the other guilt-ridden bumbling half who shines in this film.  His saucer-sized eyes draw you into the angst that haunt him, mirroring his environment as well.  He is the unwitting moral compass in this movie.  Norman Reedus as Dennis Burrows, adds the delicious extra slime needed to round off the plot.  He is a man who is by all means a scumbag on introduction yet hope that you were mistaken with first impressions.  We end up rooting for the sinners only to realize that redemption for these characters is like reaching for the horizon. 

1. Art is my passion. Any form of art (operas, photographs, plays, Lady Gaga, etc). I used to cut class, ditched dates and sex, walked miles to hang out by myself in a museum.  I get moist talking about Gauguin.
2. I will try anything once. If not yet, I will eventually.
3. Drugs and I have a funny history.  My first acid trip, I saw flowers popping out of air and vaginas out of trees. First time on speed, I was playing peek-a-boo with my laundry for 5 hours.
4. I go to the movie theaters at least twice a week.  My stomach may need to be pumped for possible popcorn overdose. Love films. I think this was sparked after seeing “The Neverending Story” for the first time as a child.
5. There may or may not be a tape out there of me dancing in my bikini top in Central Park in early April for MTV.  And there may or may not be an episode of New York Undercover where I’m making out with some kid on a stairwell during a club scene. If you find them, burn them.
6. My feet are firmly planted in New York. I am in love with my city. I love the energy, the grittiness, and the confusion.  Even though at times I could see myself having a small hut by the beach in Hawaii serving Spam 1000 ways, New York pretty much kickstarts my heart everyday to beat.
7. I’m a fashion whore. I peed a drop when Anna Wintour (Vogue editrix and the devil in Prada incarnate) told me that she loved my dress.  Ok it was two drops. Then I replied, “ehhhhduuuhhhhh”- *crickets*
8. I wrote Christian Bale a letter when I was 9 after seeing “Empire of the Sun”. I memorized the song he sang (lip synched- camera magic, viola!) with the choir, Suo Gan, a Welsh lullaby in Welsh of course. He sent me back a picture of him wearing acidwash jeans. Melissa- age 9, Christian Bale- age 13.
9. My kryptonite: Irish laddies with blue eyes
10. La vita e bella.  Life is truly beautiful.  I never forget to breathe.