James Blunt - You're Beautiful (2005)
**1/2 (of four)
VH1 has been sucking this guy’s cock like crazy lately. I’ve seen the video for “You’re Beautiful” pop up four times on the video network tonight while I’ve been emailing people and searching the Internet. One airing came a mere 37 minutes after the last one. So, shit, I get the message - thirtysomething hipster pop fans are supposed to get behind James Blunt.
One thing I can say about Blunt - well, two things. The first one is he has a cool last name; that’s just obvious humor and I’m not going to waste time on it. The second, the dude has a distinctive, lilting voice. It’s almost an unholy genetic mashup of Jeff Buckley, David Gray and, like, Sarah McLachlan or somebody.
Blunt is bizarre-sounding, almost with an Irish/Scottish tinge, even though Blunt is British and used to be in the Army and is being compared to a young Elton John. I know these facts, you see, because VH1 - before airing this video four times tonight - preceded the actual video with a yank-job propaganda promo intro about how frickin’ cool James Blunt is.
I like “You’re Beautiful,” though. I’m enjoying it more and more every 37 minutes when it re-airs. The video, courtesy of director Sam Brown, is an odd, three-minute affair that’s all one real-time take of Blunt standing in the rain with a gloomy-sky backdrop. The camera slowly pulls back as Blunt, wearing several layers of clothing, stoically and methodically removes each layer as he stares into the camera, matted 1989 Dennis Miller hair framing his face.
Blunt is on a white platform, in front of open water, lip synching as he sits down and removes his shoes, belt and the pocket contents. Then he turns and takes a slow-mo leap into the water, and it’s unclear whether he’s attempting suicide. With lyrics like “It’s time to face the truth / I will never be with you,” I’m guessing self-termination is a feasible interpretation. Or maybe he’s sick of seeing his video every 37 minutes on VH1.
VH1 has been sucking this guy’s cock like crazy lately. I’ve seen the video for “You’re Beautiful” pop up four times on the video network tonight while I’ve been emailing people and searching the Internet. One airing came a mere 37 minutes after the last one. So, shit, I get the message - thirtysomething hipster pop fans are supposed to get behind James Blunt.
One thing I can say about Blunt - well, two things. The first one is he has a cool last name; that’s just obvious humor and I’m not going to waste time on it. The second, the dude has a distinctive, lilting voice. It’s almost an unholy genetic mashup of Jeff Buckley, David Gray and, like, Sarah McLachlan or somebody.
Blunt is bizarre-sounding, almost with an Irish/Scottish tinge, even though Blunt is British and used to be in the Army and is being compared to a young Elton John. I know these facts, you see, because VH1 - before airing this video four times tonight - preceded the actual video with a yank-job propaganda promo intro about how frickin’ cool James Blunt is.
I like “You’re Beautiful,” though. I’m enjoying it more and more every 37 minutes when it re-airs. The video, courtesy of director Sam Brown, is an odd, three-minute affair that’s all one real-time take of Blunt standing in the rain with a gloomy-sky backdrop. The camera slowly pulls back as Blunt, wearing several layers of clothing, stoically and methodically removes each layer as he stares into the camera, matted 1989 Dennis Miller hair framing his face.
Blunt is on a white platform, in front of open water, lip synching as he sits down and removes his shoes, belt and the pocket contents. Then he turns and takes a slow-mo leap into the water, and it’s unclear whether he’s attempting suicide. With lyrics like “It’s time to face the truth / I will never be with you,” I’m guessing self-termination is a feasible interpretation. Or maybe he’s sick of seeing his video every 37 minutes on VH1.
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