Our Day at the Eiteljorg Museum (Beyond Jingle Rails 2024)

Dialogue with a Deer!

Harry Fonseca, Dialogue with a Deer, 1995. (I’m reminded of the Deer Lady from Reservation Dogs.)

Previously on Midlife Crisis Crossover: last weekend my wife Anne and I visited the Eiteljorg Museum of American Indians and Western Art in our hometown of Indianapolis and checked out their annual, widely advertised Jingle Rails exhibit — a festive collection of elaborate toy train dioramas that recreate a variety of well-known settings using myriad natural materials to exacting specifications and festooned with Christmas trimmings. Walking laps around the hall in childlike, wide-eyed wonder was a neat feeling.

Obviously the Eiteljorg has more to offer beyond the one special happy-holiday attraction. I’ve worked a few blocks away from the Eiteljorg for years, but the last time we went there was waaay back in early 2007 to view a special exhibit of Roy Lichtenstein’s rarely mentioned Old West-themed works from his pre-Pop Art days. The two of us were online regulars back in that pre-MCC, pre-social-media era, but I don’t think we ever posted about it anywhere. I aimed to rectify that oversight for this special occasion and the rest of the museum.

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Nobody Cares If There’s a Scene After the “Kraven the Hunter” End Credits

Leather-clad long-haired hunting guy stands on an African plain, slack-jawed. Behind him, an overturned truck burns.

Tonight on Wild Kingdom, an apex predator faces extinction! Or worse, irrelevance!

When Kraven the Hunter introduces our protagonist Sergei Kravinoff, he’s aboard a Russian prison bus on its way to a Siberian gulag, stopping at an abandoned gas station so the convicts on board can go take bathroom breaks all around it. The metaphor works pretty well for Sony’s “Spider-Man Minus Spider-Man” cinematic pocket dimension: the gas station is the hollow shell of a system still making these films, and the prisoners are the cast and crew who signed on and contractually had to see them through to the end, but nobody said they had to give their best. Or maybe theaters are the gas station and studio execs are those turning everything around them into a makeshift bathroom.

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Toy Trains and Xmas Xings: Jingle Rails 2024 at the Eiteljorg Museum

Intricate wood models of downtown Indianapolis buildings including the OneAmerica Tower, Salesforce Tower, and Monument Circle featuring the lit-up Soldiers and Sailors Monument.

A cross-section of tiny downtown Indianapolis, not to scale and with some buildings rearranged or missing.

Previously on Midlife Crisis Crossover: sometimes we leave the house for Christmas activities here in Indianapolis! Last year my wife and I attended the Indiana Repertory Theatre’s annual take on A Christmas Carol and had primo seats in the front-row fake-snow splash zone. My coworkers and I have made the Indiana Historical Society’s Festival of Trees a team-building tradition. Anne and I also used to escort her Mamaw to the Christmas Gift and Hobby Show at the Indiana State Fairgrounds until her passing in 2018. We’re Christmas fans in search of more Christmas ’round town, even though our place is loaded with enough Christmas decor for three households. (I’m not complaining.)

Once again we were blessed with an opportunity for another local cultural experience whose advertising we’ve noted and dismissed till now — free tickets courtesy of my employer (one of their organization’s corporate partners) to the Eiteljorg Museum of American Indians and Western Art on the occasion of their annual Jingle Rails exhibit. Whatever’s normally in their Allen Whitehill Clowes Sculpture Court is carted off elsewhere and replaced with enormous dioramas that are festooned with Christmas decorations and toy train tracks. Li’l locomotives run laps nonstop around the hall while visitors gape in childlike wonder. I guess that’s the ritual? As I said, this was our first time.

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The Billy Ireland Museum Presents Original Art from the Golden Age of Comics

Alex Raymond Rip Kirby 6-27-1953!

Alex Raymond, the Rip Kirby strip for June 27, 1953.

Previously on Midlife Crisis Crossover: my wife and I drove three hours from Indianapolis to attend the third annual GalaxyCon Columbus in the heart of Ohio’s very capital, met one of my all-time favorite performers, bought comics, chatted with fellow fans, and fled the place around 12:30 Saturday because it wasn’t the only comics-related event I wanted to check out in town. Fortunately we just missed the Great Convention Center Wi-Fi Crash of 2024 and the ensuing descent into temporary cash-only savagery.

We got our first taste of the Columbus comics scene in 2015 when we attended the inaugural Cartoon Crossroads Columbus and, while we were in town anyway, visited the Billy Ireland Cartoon Library and Museum at Ohio State University, a graphic-storytelling tribute space with rotating exhibits and free admission. ‘Twas a fun Saturday for us, but for some reason we took and posted very few photos from the occasion.

This year GalaxyCon partnered with the Ireland for a bit of cross-promotion that included a Friday night VIP event attended by some of the con’s guests. We couldn’t work out the logistics to attend that soiree, but I wanted to see the museum’s latest showcase — a fascinating gallery of original art from the Golden Age of comic books and strips. We snapped quite a few more pics this time.

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Yes, There’s a Scene During the “Moana 2” End Credits

Moana holding an oar, Maui holding his giant hook, both standing on a boat and looking upward.

They’re back! And they brought their favorite tools!

Previously on Midlife Crisis Crossover: in Walt Disney Pictures’ century-long quest to devote at least one major animated feature to every human community or geographic region ever, they turned their attention to the Pacific Islands for Moana, a rousing high-seas mythical adventure that featured the lyrical stylings of Lin-Manuel Miranda during his post-Broadway movie-musical phase and a strong duo at its core — Auli’i Cravalho as the titular heroine whose connection to her environment brought an end to her home island’s cursed isolation; and Dwayne Johnson (on break from like twelve other acting jobs) as the vain demigod Maui who helped save the day with his magic tattoos, animal shapeshifting, and enchanted Saw-hook.

Moana and Maui are back with Moana 2, which was conceived as a Disney+ series before execs remembered movies can make way more money than TV, especially if the movie doesn’t suck. The reworking of that proposed material may explain why we have three credited directors and only two writers (the latter of which include Jared Bush, who was one of eight on the first one), but it works well enough for anyone who simply wants more Moana and Maui and isn’t finicky about the rest. The tremendously upgraded budget helps, one befitting a Disney theatrical release rather than simply stapling together whatever rough animatics were already in the can. It isn’t perfect and the first one’s better, but it’s better than the dregs of, say, The Fox and the Hound 2.

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High Street Outtakes: A GalaxyCon Columbus 2024 Coda

Anne sitting in a sandwich shop in a red-and-black flannel cap and a Mandalorian tropical shirt. She's smiling really big.

The lovely lady dressed for winter and comic-con, in that order.

Previously on Midlife Crisis Crossover: my wife and I attended the third annual GalaxyCon Columbus in the heart of Ohio’s very capital, met one of my all-time favorite performers, and…well, kinda wish we’d taken more cosplay photos. We also took photos of what we did before and after the show, but I left those out of the recap because most post-con Googlers rarely care about the little in-between moments and because 4500 words was already a hefty dosage of us without the scenes from the periphery.

Sure, cons are cool, but those little traveling moments are also our thing, especially when they happen someplace we’ve become fond of over time. We’ve visited Columbus quite a few times now — for this show, for the awesome Cartoon Crossroads Columbus, that time we tripped over a surprise Pokemon tournament, that other time I ordered a huge As Seen on TV burger, or when we spent my birthday checking out their children’s museum and their art museum, among other wonders. Columbus is a welcoming city with a thriving art community, close in size and temperament to our own Indianapolis hometown in many respects. If for some reason Indiana collapses and we have to relocate — like, say, when polio returns in 5-10 years and devastates our populace — Columbus is one of the top three places where I’ll consider seeking refuge, assuming they’re still standing when the rest of America collapses into a self-made black hole.

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GalaxyCon Columbus 2024 Photos, Part 2 of 2: “Weird Al” Yankovic and Everything Else!

Us doing jazz hands with Weird Al, all of us wearing festive tropical-style shirts. Anne is also wearing a Santa hat.

The man! The myth! The master of musical mirth!

Previously on Midlife Crisis Crossover:

This weekend my wife Anne and I attended the third annual GalaxyCon Columbus in Ohio’s very own Greater Columbus Convention Center. The show returned with another lengthy guest list for fans of all media across the pop culture spectrum…though the two of us didn’t actually do a lot this time for a variety of reasons, and this year’s edition had a few logistical issues. Nevertheless, the show went on…

And what a show it was! We accomplished all our primary objectives, which was a shorter list than usual due to self-imposed budgetary restrictions. Frankly, we’ve had a long year of fiercely competitive, increasingly more expensive comic-cons and some non-geek expenditures we need to handle at fun’s expense. Also, unlike the last two GalaxyCons, there just weren’t a lot of actors on the list we wanted to meet that badly. We’d met several of them before, including the arguably biggest name, former teen star Hayden Christensen, who was at Indiana Comic Con last March. We had a couple of maybes on the list, but ultimately we had to be choosy.

I may also have been more nervous than usual because of an old comic-con war wound.

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GalaxyCon Columbus 2024 Photos, Part 1 of 2: Tiny Cosplay Gallery!

cosplay: Granny with stuffed Tweety and Sylvester dolls, and Yosemite Sam with a pair of cartoon revolvers.

Granny and Yosemite Sam bring joy on behalf of the Looney Tunes.

Previously on Midlife Crisis Crossover: Anne and I enjoy attending entertainment and comic conventions together, whether in our hometown of Indianapolis or in adjacent states (or sometimes beyond). She’s been doing them since the early ’90s, and invited me to tag along as our relationship evolved from classmates to coworkers to neighbors to BFFs to married geeks twenty years and counting. We’re the Goldens. It’s who we are and what we do.

This weekend we attended the third annual Galaxycon Columbus in Ohio’s very own Greater Columbus Convention Center. The con arose from the ashes of the top-notch but one-and-done GalaxyCon Louisville, and is a spiritual successor to the erstwhile Wizard World Columbus (née Mid-Ohio Con, which I used to read about every year in Comics Buyer’s Guide). The show returned with another lengthy guest list for fans of all media across the pop culture spectrum…though the two of us didn’t actually do a lot this time for a variety of reasons, and this year’s edition had a few logistical issues. Nevertheless, the show went on!

Before we showcase the latest additions to our celeb photo-op collection: it’s cosplay time! Per tradition we compiled an itsy-bitsy teeny-weeny gallery of the costumes we photographed during our day-‘n’-a-half in and around the exhibit hall whenever we weren’t trapped in long lines or traffic-jammed aisles. The humble duo here at MCC appreciates the makers and wearers who enliven every comic-con with their talents and their exaltation of various fandoms. We regret we can only represent a fraction of a fraction of a fraction of a fraction of a fraction of the total cosplay wonderment that was on display this weekend. We’re just an aging couple doing what we can for happy sharing fun. Enjoy!

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“Wicked: Part I”: Down the Witches’ Road

Off-center mirror reflecting Galinda and Elphaba being friendly.

Emerald and Ivory, sing together in perfect harmony…

Previously on Midlife Crisis Crossover: our family has traveled to New York City twice and caught a genuine Broadway show each time. In 2011 a Minskoff Theatre matinee of The Lion King overwhelmed us with the big, big, BIG differences between plays performed at your rather capable local theater versus the big-budget pageantry of Actual Broadway™. In 2016 we bypassed Disney’s ongoing Broadway domination in favor of the equally tourist-magnetic Wicked at the Gershwin Theatre. We went in with no preconceptions or spoilers, knowing the basic premise but having never heard a single note of it. Years after the original cast’s departure, songs such as “The Wizard and I”, “Popular”, and “Defying Gravity” were a powerful revelation to hear for the first time. After it ended, I kinda didn’t wanna leave and I was the only male waiting in the long line at the merchandise stand.

One drawback to the latter experience: our seats were not up close. When Anne bought our advance tickets, she was pretty certain we’d be somewhere in the middle. In reality, the Gershwin had a tremendous middle. The wall-to-wall sound system ensured every note would carry to one and all, and we were wowed by the sets, the visual effects, the sweeping gestures and the broader emotions. From our vantage, though, faces and expressions were inscrutable dots — even the Wizard himself, played at the time by TV’s Peter Scolari, the only cast member we knew. We were so far from the stage that I had absolutely no idea Elphaba was wearing glasses until another character mentioned them. That afternoon remains an unforgettable milestone for us, but we weren’t affluent enough to afford the perfect experience.

For anyone who won’t be traveling to Manhattan anytime soon, or for anyone who’d love an encore with off-Broadway perks, Universal Pictures has just the prerecorded roadshow version for me and you! From Jon M. Chu — the director of such musicals as the stage-to-screen adaptation of In the Heights as well as the last G.I. Joe movie that’ll probably ever be made in my lifetime — comes the latest rendition of Gregory Maguire’s alt-timeline branch of L. Frank Baum’s public-domain Oz Expanded Universe, the novel-to-stage-to-screen partial adaptation Wicked: Part I. At 160 minutes long it’s only five minutes shorter than the entire Broadway production and its 15-minute intermission, but it only covers Act One and the intermission will be at least a year long. Thankfully attendees are permitted to leave the cinema and continue leading our lives while we’re waiting for Act Two to commence, though it’s a total ripoff that we’ll have to buy whole new tickets before we can return to our seats.

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“A Real Pain”: Roman Roy’s European Vacation

Two thirtysomething Jewish men staring at offscreen WWII remembrance statues in solemnity.

Every pro review site that’s written about the film has used this same pic, so here’s me trying to be mistaken for one of them.

Previously on Midlife Crisis Crossover: this year’s Heartland Film Festival was a cinematic cornucopia that overwhelmed me with FOMO and forced some hard choices. I was largely pleased with the eight films I caught, but quite a few big ones got away. Among the most high-profile entries I missed was their opening-night feature A Real Pain, a buddy-trip dramedy from writer/director Jesse Eisenberg (yep, the ex-Lex Luthor, the Now You See Me guy, the Zombieland rules-lister, The Social Network‘s Mark Zuckerberg, and so on and on) about family tensions, unpredictable grief, awkward group tours, and letting Kieran Culkin run amuck as an unbridled man-child who’s fascinating to watch onscreen at a remove but whom, if you were stuck next to him in real life, might have you searching desperately for an exit or at least a different seat to escape his orbit.

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