There’s something to be said about Ben Gibbard’s transformation from a Built to Spill-loving Northwestern weepie to indie rock’s poet laureate. Death Cab for Cutie, for all their splendid musicianship and Chris Walla’s knack for evolving their sound, have always been about Gibbard. Gibbard, bemoaning a meaningless relationship in “Tiny Vessels” or articulating that eternal feeling of moving on that “Photobooth” spoke to so clearly, always so straightforward with his lyrical bloodletting but talented with his knives.
As if there weren’t enough wedding movies hitting theaters this summer, we can now add a melodramatic foreign romance to the likes of “Something Borrowed,” “Bridesmaids” and “Jumping The Broom.” Enter “Bride Flight,” the most expensive Dutch film ever made. But apparently even a budget of 6.4 million euros couldn’t cover this film’s many shortcomings.
In an interview with Pitchfork this past January, Antlers frontman Peter Silberman related something Frightened Rabbit’s Scott Hutchinson had told him about performing deeply personal material: “It’s the audience’s now. You’ll sing it to them, but they’re the ones singing it. You can let it go and give it to them.” It’s hard to imagine Silberman standing up night after night and going through Hospice’s litany of heartache, an album that was painful even for an uninterested listener, not to mention the guy who suffered through its creation.
David Schwimmer’s “Trust” humanizes a delicate topic that’s not often dwelled upon by filmmakers and screenwriters. The story of rape involving a minor and a seasoned sexual predator isn’t exactly the formula for a blockbuster hit. But although the severe subject matter may destine “Trust” for popularity in indie theaters, it’s definitely a film worth seeing.