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Sunday, 1 February 2009

This little life goes so fast


It’s funny. I dream of this sort of weekends where I have completely cleared my schedule and just do nothing. But every time a weekend like this gets to the Sunday I start feeling really down… like I’ve wasted time, missed opportunities, let life pass me by… Silly really.

I guess it doesn’t help that my ankle injury, instead of getting better with the rest I’ve had, seems to have gotten worse. I dragged myself to the post office yesterday and it was such a painful trip I wasn’t sure I was going to make it back! After that the ache has just gotten more and more constant an persistent, and I can’t seem to put any weight on the foot. The sun outside my window seems to tease me, of course the weather looks perfect out there just when I’m stuck inside…

I’ve been toasting my feet in my lovely new slippers. The warmth helps the pain. And the strokable softness of them makes me smile every time I look at my feet. :)

I’ve also medicated my mood with a naughty breakfast of hot chocolate and de-frosted buns from Christmas…

I did see two good films this weekend. Yesterday I finally watched The Fall, by Tarsem Singh, the director behind one of my all time visual-inspiration films The Cell. The cinematography certainly didn’t disappoint! Having been shot in 20 different countries, everything on the screen was just pure visual gluttony. And pleasingly the storyline wasn’t bad either, certainly a step up from The Cell.

Today I’ve watched Thumbsucker. The script is an adaptation of a book with an unusually honest look at us humans as intrinsically faulty, with a desire to fix ourselves and the people around us. The film boasted an impressive cast, which turned what was essentially a teen coming to age drama, into something relevant to everyone. I can’t fault any of the performances, the casting really was superb. Every word delivered was meaningful, even each and every throwaway side comment. I can thoroughly recommend this film if you want to watch something that should be depressing in revealing our limitations, but actually manages to be uplifting in delivering the message that all of us are somewhat defected. And that’s ok.

I also have to mention that yesterday I got tickets to see Rachael Yamagata in February, and today I’ve been mostly listening to her new album ‘Elephants… Teeth Sinking Into Heart’. And it. Is. Brilliant.

Wednesday, 18 June 2008

Punky

I just got home and these cute little things I’d ordered from Punky Pins were waiting for me. Gotta love the mixtape necklace!

It’s been a super hectic week, press day getting close again. And my new hobby seems to be stealing most of my free time! I am having fun with it though, new ideas keep popping up. The week is not slowing down any though, Alanis tomorrow and on Friday night Sooz and I are going to some night photography thing (read: a 5-mile hike from 11pm to 4am). Come Saturday I will most likely be dead on my feet.

Finally watched Capote last night. Was very good indeed, like I had anticipated. Philip Seymour Hoffman was just astonishingly good, he was Truman Capote and yet he was a human being. And the rest of the production supported his brilliant role beautifully, from set design to cinematography to supporting roles. Pure cinematic bliss.

Friday, 30 May 2008

Catching up with old friends

I remember when I saw the first episode of Sex and the City (and I just can’t believe it was 10 years ago!). A Finnish cable channel was showing the first season, before the show hit mainstream TV, and the title (ha ha) somehow caught my eye. I was hooked from the first minutes. I imagine there are a lot of people (majority of whom are probably men) who don’t really get what’s so great about the show. But for me, it just has everything a girl needs. Candid conversation, great clothes, fabulous shoes, real issues that are not usually portrayed in such an honest manner and an all-round comfortable, even cozy, atmosphere that makes you feel like you’re spending time with your friends. And even though Carrie as a character is someone we feel we should envy, if not only for her job and her wardrobe, her problems are real and universal and there’s something exceedingly comforting about the thought that despite the circumstances all women ultimately have to deal with the same issues.

It was a sad day when SATC came to an end as a series. It was truly like losing a friend. That’s why more than anything the prospect of seeing SATC: The Movie felt like a reunion, like finally catching up with the friends you haven’t seen for ages because all of you have been too busy with your lives to organize a get-together.

And the movie certainly didn’t disappoint. I was hesitant to begin with about how the half an hour, one-issue-per-episode, format would convert into a full-length movie. The way they dealt with it was to have a wider subtext, i.e. love, on which you can easily build a whole movie on, while dealing with multiple issues and not making the film feel like it was just an overly stretched episode. Obviously with a underlining subject like that, yes, it was sugary, yes it was soppy at times, but in the end everything was just in the right proportion. There were a lot of laughs, there were moments that made your eyes water, there were moments that made you relate. And there were lots and lots of fabulous clothes and lots and lots of to-die-for shoes.

There were also some great performances. I was especially moved by Kristin Davis’s Charlotte. The length of the movie gave her the chance to show off her range, which covered everything from superbly funny to some fiercely raw emotions. Charlotte was never my favourite character in the series, but I have to say that she just might have been my favourite in the movie. And she certainly delivered the biggest laughs of the film in a scene, which should have been the lowest form of humour, but got elevated to something more complexly funny just because of the fact that it was Charlotte.

All in all, I think the movie was a success. The same atmosphere was there, but at the same time it managed to elevate some of the elements to a higher level. Most of all, it left me feeling comforted. Safe in the knowledge that life goes on and that it’s forever evolving and that even after the happy endings there’s work to do and issues to deal with. It also made me feel like picking up the phone and getting in touch with the real life friends that I haven’t seen in a while. Oh yeah, and it also left me with this unexplainable urge to go shoe shopping…

Saturday, 4 August 2007

Lazy saturday

Stu’s been ill and we’ve spent the day just reading, watching TV and generally lazing about. What a joy (not the fact that he’s ill, but the fact that I got to stop for a second). Even though it did mean that Riina and the kids couldn’t come over, which is a bummer. But yeah. I also finally saw Apocalypto.

It pleases me greatly when a movie surprises me positively. I’m not sure what exactly I was expecting from Apocalypto, but it certainly delivered something a whole lot different – in the most positive way possible. I guess I was preparing myself for an ‘epic’ movie about the Mayas, a clumsy page of a history book with great sets, cardboard people and a native language thrown in just to up the ‘art’ value. What I actually got was an extremely enjoyable, and personable, two hours with a well-structured action movie.

For a very short while my expectations of an epic tried to make me wish for something ‘more grand’, but pretty quickly I was sucked in by the action and just sat back to enjoy the simple, but universally touching, story unfold.

Of course, visually the film was stunning, and not just for the lingering light in the rainforest or the intricately constructed Maya city, but for the attention lavished on the tiniest of details. The make-up and costume work was superb, so superb in fact that you completely forgot about it and just believed. Believed that these people were actual Mayans, and not actors, who had sat in make-up for hours to create the illusion.

I really liked the way the cards were laid out right from the start. There was a clever trick of kicking the film off with an almost stereotypical ‘natives hunting’ scene and then blowing that whole premise out of the water with inventive and funny dialogue, thus humanising the characters from the get-go. Often the biggest failure with action films, what ever sort of surroundings they are set in, is that the characters don’t have enough flesh on their bones, you just don’t care about them enough to be that involved in what happens to them. Not so here. I was amazed how quickly quite a few different characters were introduced in a very emotionally thorough way, and how quickly you developed a bond to them. Which of course made all the suspense to come that much more nail biting and the cruelty heartbreaking.

It blows my mind how most of the actors were either at the complete beginning of their acting career or just regular people; carpenters, farmers and so forth. At the start you could see that some of them were new to being in front of the camera, but so many of them grew throughout the film to give pretty spectacular performances, not least Dalia Hernández as ‘Seven’ and Rudy Youngblood as ‘Jaguar Paw’. Having said that, experience does count for something, and in my opinion Gerardo Taracena gives the best and most consistent performance of the movie as a sadistic sociopath ‘Middle Eye’. He really owns the character and embodies it with his whole being, from delivering his lines to subtle facial expressions, and manages to be at the same time scary and disgusting, but also amusing.

Sometimes it’s just love at first sight. Apocalypto certainly managed to seduce me, somehow in a similar way that The New World did, but with more mainstream entertainment value added. In fact, I liked it so much that I watched the film two times back to back, first without commentary and the second time with. And it didn’t feel like time wasted at all.

Monday, 4 June 2007

Finally I saw Babel

I don’t know why it took me so long to watch Babel. Especially since it’s a movie that uses the mosaic type of storytelling that I find so appealing in films. I find it pleasurable following seemingly separate storylines which, in the end, are inexplicably linked together in intricate ways, especially when each of the stories is rich and beautifully crafted. Add a powerful message that makes you feel and think, and we’re pretty close to my ideal movie. So how does Babel measure up? While I appreciated what Crash accomplished a few years ago, the message there was a bit too underlined and simplistic (racism is bad mmmkay). However, Alejandro Gonzales Iñárritu’s Babel is so intimately constructed, with such great depth and subtlety, which was lacking from Crash, that it raises shoulders above. It takes the subject matter to another level, without any finger waggling.

Even though we follow four different storylines, happening in four different countries which, to start with, would seem like too shattered a premise, the film never loses momentum. Each of the stories is about miscommunication and alienation, but also about relationships – relationships between people, between cultures, between countries, between family members. There are many delicate layers to each character and the whole cast gives solid, subtle performances.

The characters that stood out the most for me were Rinko Kikuchi as a deaf-mute Japanese school girl feeling lonely and isolated in her seemingly packed-with-people world, trying to be heard, desperately yearning for some real human contact and comfort, Adriana Barraza as a Mexican nanny finding herself in an impossible, desperate and unjust situation without anyone really listening to her and Boubker Ait El Caid as Yussef, a Moroccan goat herder’s son, who sets all the stories in motion with one childish, but deadly mistake, and has to deal with the consequences and grow up to face the facts of life, heartbreaking as it may be. Not to say that the big stars of the film Brad Pitt, Cate Blanchett and Gael García Bernal don’t do a good job, they do, exceedingly so – but they also gracefully share the stage with the rest of the cast. I was quite impressed with Pitt’s strong performance. It’s funny how some actors need to remind you time after time that they are in fact very good, emotive, actors. It’s just their ‘image’ that makes you forget and think less of their skills, until the next time that you see them proof themselves all over again.

Parallel to the cast, there’s also another constant element, which is as big a part of the whole experience of the movie as the actors are. My absolutely favourite thing about this film is the way the environment is depicted, it sets the tone for each of the stories so beautifully that you can’t help but get lost in the moment. Each country, each culture has its own rhythm, its own flavour. From the fast-paced neon lit Tokyo where communication is very hi-tech and super efficient but lacking in any real human contact, to the hearty exuberant Mexico with such all-encompassing physicality that it makes you giddy, to the barren calm of the Moroccan countryside where the quiet ones deliver the simple message – of caring for your fellow humans, of really listening.

There’s hope for us yet, as long as there are people who stop to appreciate, learn to understand, and never stop trying to connect with the people close to them – and who extend that appreciation and understanding to all the daughters, sons, mothers, fathers, sisters and brothers of the world.

Thursday, 31 May 2007

I need a secretary. Or a shrink.

Oh man, where does all my time go! I spend my days panicking about all the things I’ve got to get done (my to-do-list stands at 15 items at the moment) and somehow manage to accomplish nothing. So frustrating.

So I did my nails in a weird way on Sunday and took a pic to put in the blog, but of course I never got around to writing an entry and now the nails are completely different so the pic is old news. But since I did take it, here it is. Black polish with sparkly polish on top. Kinda goth disco. Or something. Looks a bit messy in the picture but it’s just because I had water on my nails from washing the apple. Erm. Yeah.

I’m still completely obsessing over Johnossi. But there’s the Antony & the Johnsons gig on monday, here’s hoping that’ll cure me. :D

I seem to be in this constant state of stress and panic at the moment. Over time running out on the wedding arrangements, the wedding itself, the lack of money… uhh. At least we’re going on Miikka’s cabin over the midsummer weekend, I’m looking forward to just completely emptying my head for a couple of days. Bliss.

Saw Pirates of the Caribbean: At World’s End at the weekend. It was ok… very samey to the previous ones. Although a bit unnecessarily long-winded. I wonder how many of them they are planning to make. But still, it’s probably the first series of movies since Indiana Jones that just has that ‘pure entertainment’ adventure movie vibe, which is nice in a way. And of course, Keith Richards as Jack Sparrow’s dad was just pure genious.

Well hey, I think that’s one thing (or actually one third of a thing) ticked off my list! :D (Yes, if I didn’t have ‘update blog’ on my do-to-list there would never be any entries.)

Thursday, 8 February 2007

Life as we know it

Hey, anyone else on jaiku? It’s the new twitter you know… :P You can see my updates when you look to the left right now. See. Even when I’m not here I’m everywhere! :D

I keep forgetting to write. Or actually, I think it’s probably a case of not having the time to write. Or at least, not having the time to think about what to write. Work has been a bitch, which I suppose is the case around this time every month. So, what’s been happening? We got the winter I was longing for. Well, we got the snow I was longing for, it’s just a bit unfortunate that it came attached with 20 degrees to the wrong direction on the thermometer. Gosh, it’s been cold! I don’t think I’ll ever get used to cold like this… Yesterday, waiting for a train in -21C (yes, the trains still run fyi :P) with added wind, I was seriously wondering what sane person would choose to live in this sort of environment. Then again, it is only a week or two out of a year… I suppose it’s short enough time to be able to forget until the next time. Still, getting along with life as normal here makes me smile about the chaos that 5cm of snow seems to have caused in England. :D I’m going over on Saturday. I don’t think the snow over there is going to stay around for me.

I went to the dentist yesterday to get my stitches out. That was cool and all. But for some reason my jaw has started aching like a bastard in the last couple of days. The dentist said it’s prolly just the stitches aggravating it, but it doesn’t seem to have made any difference having them out. I’ve had two nights of not being able to sleep properly from someone sticking hot knives into my jawbone. Frozen peas are a godsend I tell you. But they’re struggling, even combined with the most heavy duty painkillers. If tonight is as bad as the previous ones I think I’ll have to phone the dentist and get him to prescribe more antibiotics or something. I’m not looking forward to flying with the pain on Saturday… Oh how I wait for the time when all this tooth hassle will be behind me.

Helmi was over at the weekend, which was nice. We’ve certainly been very good in the last year or so in keeping in contact and seeing each other. We used to have this once in 1 to 2 years thing going on for the longest time. I guess everything in life goes in cycles of some sort. Anyways, it was nice to see her and we managed not to leave the house at all for two days. And we even watched one of the shittiest films ever. Cold Creek Manor. I don’t know, there’s just something really aggravating about films that sort of look good on paper but turn out to be a complete waste of time. At least films that are honest about being crap are more entertaining on a certain level.

Oh yeah, and Eve came over for a little shoot as well. I guess my initial idea was to shoot something for a Valentine’s Day theme. And I did get one shot that I’ll probably put up on dA on the day… See, it’s good to have traditions. :P It was nice to shoot, even though I felt a bit rusty and even though it’s bloody difficult for me to concentrate on two models at the same time. Luckily both my models were real troopers. :D

Thursday, 26 October 2006

Zach love and comedy hair

Man, I sure hope that was the last one of the ‘fast for 12 hours, get poked by needles at ridiculous time in the morning, walk back freezing and dizzy’-routines for a while. I don’t think I have much blood in me to take anymore. :D

Anyways, on to other subjects. Zach Braff, don’t you just love him. If you don’t, you should. Never mind the fact that he’s very talented and funny and down to earth and really connects with his fans on a level that most celebrities don’t, I mostly like him for his impeccable taste in music! I’ve found so many new artists through his blog, artists like Joshua Radin and Alexi Murdoch to mention a few. And every time I’ve discovered a new favourite through some other means – like Rachael Yamagata, whom I found via Amazon back when I didn’t know of last.fm and was still using Amazon for that sort of thing – the next thing I know Zach is already practically bezzie mates with them. :D It’s mad. He did such a great job with the Garden State Soundtrack and now he’s been responsible for the Last Kiss Soundtrack, which is just bursting at the seams with wonderful artists, like Imogen Heap. He did this live show for Indie 103.1 with sets from a bunch of cool people and you can watch them here. And it just had to be Zach who got Remy Zero back together on the same stage! How fricken amazing is that. So yeah, you should really worship Zach as the king of cool that he is.

One morning when I woke up at 5am for some reason I stumbled on this site called The Hair Styler, and damnit, it’s only ever so slightly addictive! I have to take a better mugshot from straight ahead as some of the styles look very strange on my wonky head and with the shorter ones my own hair shows from underneath. When I get around to updating the pic I will show you some more hilarious hairstyles. :D

Sunday, 10 September 2006

Today in pictures

Here are a few random snapshots of my day.


We went to see Volver in the Odeon in Covent Garden. We were the only ones in the cinema… until the adverts where halfway through, then everyone else decided to barge in. £9.50 for damn uncomfortable seats and a flaky soundtrack. But still, the film was good, will write more about it later.


The weather was lovely, so we decided to have a little walk around Covent Garden after the film.


He was the most popular mime in Covent Garden. Possibly because he loved to scare the kids.


We ran into a film set where they were filming Houdini. Catherine Zeta-Jones had apparently just left the set though. Bummer.


We walked home just when the sun was starting to set over the Thames.

Friday, 1 September 2006

Smooth. That’s how we do it.

Well, it seems I can’t sleep so might as well try to update some blogs (ain’t it horrible when updating the details of your life to the world becomes a task!) and stuff.

I’ve been feeling really cranky for the past couple of days. Just all blah and pissed off. I wonder if it’s PMS. I hope it is. I hope it passes before my head gets completely fucked.

Went to see Miami Vice with Jenni today. It was satisfying for some parts but quite… flat on the whole. Colin of course is always satisfying. Even with a blond mullet. And my god, the man can dance as well! It must be destiny… Err anyways. What always drew me to the original series was the atmosphere. There’s this sort of definite Miami Vice feeling you get, like the excitement at the pit of your stomach when stepping into a nightclub combined with the sadness at the end of an evening after too much drink and too much… everything. The cool and hedonistic combined with the ugly side of life. It always fascinated me how they did that, with the style and the music. The film definitely had some of those atmospheric moments in it, just not enough to carry the whole thing through.

The plot was a bit run of the mill and not awfully interesting. I agree with Jenni that the cinematography was quite fascinating, moving in between the slick neon-lit coolness and this grainy almost documentary-kind visual world. I do think this worked well in establishing the dualism that was always the most interesting part about the concept – how their undercover roles were so cool and able and in control, but how back in real life they were just people with fears and problems. However, cinematography alone isn’t going to create the tension and grip that this film lacked.

I waited and waited and waited for the titles and the theme tune. It never came! How can it be Miami Vice without the theme tune and the flamingos! Must be some sort of a licensing problem there or something. Still, sucks quite hard if you ask me. Also, how comes – if even Colin went bravely all out with his bleached mullet and the most horrendous mustache ever – couldn’t Jamie Foxx grow proper Tubbs curls! What is he… too cool for his own good or what. Pfft. Anyways, he was nowhere near as cool as the watery-eyed Philip Michael Thomas used to be. More like a cardboard cut out in the background. Having said that, none of the actors really had that much to work with. Colin conveyed as much as he could with his expressive brow, but the script sure as hell didn’t give him whole lot to work with. And there wasn’t really any chemistry between Farrell and Foxx, I actually think that Colin is too intense an actor to be half of a ‘buddy’ movie, his worst films are the ones where he has to share the screen with someone (like S.W.A.T.).

But the biggest gripe of all… where the hell was Crockett’s boat and Elvis the Alligator!!! Miami Vice my ass…

Oh I think I forgot to show you the nice coffee table we got as an engagement present from Stu’s parents (well we got some money which we spent on the table). Isn’t it scary, I’ve become a person who’s living room furniture is mostly in the same range. And I never thought the day would come that I’d buy a glass top table! It is nice to be able to look at all my pretty magazines through it though. :D

Thursday, 13 July 2006

Almost there + Hard Candy


Like a Girl
Originally uploaded by mnoo.

So, one day to go. One measly day of trying to cram as much work in as possible and then… on hols for two whole weeks. :D Woo. Tomorrow night we’re driving to Tampere for the Suzanne Vega concert (and yeah she is still good even if some of you people haven’t heard from her since the 90′s :P ) and on monday we’re off to Italy. Finally! And then… I shall return a 30-year-old. :| Yikes. I will report back on how different a person and how much wiser I am afterwards.

So Jenni (who, incidentally, fucks like a girl) was over today to watch Hard Candy with me. I’ll try to get past the bad quality of the copy she brought and form an opinion based purely on the plot and acting (that’s quite hard to do since, for me, the audio-visual side of movies is quite a big part of the experience usually).

!SPOILERS!
The way I saw it, the whole point of the film was to have a jab at your own morals and, more interestingly, to demonstrate that nothing in life is black and white.

The story is about 14-year-old Hayley and 30-something Jeff, who get to know each other in a chat room (seemingly serendipitously) and then proceed to meet in real life. While the film starts with the viewer thinking Haley is the one who shouldn’t be meeting strangers, especially strangers as old as him, off the internet the roles reverse the further the plot develops – and Jeff realises Hayley’s there after careful planning on how to punish him for what is at that point his assumed involvement in pedophilia and even murder. Hayley, played by Ellen Page, is by no means a likable character. She’s very annoying, too smart for her own good and really hard to feel any sympathy towards. Jeff, played by Patrick Wilson, on the other hand seems like a reasonably normal bloke. He’s well mannered and likable, and hey, he’s even a photographer! :D It’s easy to think that he’s just being unjustly vilified by an unstable teenager. In fact, to start with you have to dig quite deep to find any justification for Haley’s vendetta towards him, but I think that during the course of the movie the scales do dip. You come to realise that yes, he has done something horrific, even if he denies it even from himself. The trouble is of course, why should this annoying little girl be the one to carry out his punishment?

In the end, to me, it’s not her that does carry it out to the end. It is in fact Jeff himself and his conscience and fear of being judged and punished the traditional way.

It’s difficult (maybe impossible?) to decide where to stand. What I thought was the cleverest thing about the script was the way the personalities of the characters were so far removed from the ‘normal’ hollywood victim/monster traits. It’s so easy to see Jeff as a normal man, who should be given the benefit of doubt, but who in the end does admit to having been involved in something truly evil, which he should suffer for. And it’s so very difficult to like the disturbed Hayley and see her as nothing else than a maniac bitch. And yet, for her to be doing what she does she must have gone through something so horrible herself that in her eyes (and possibly every victims’ eyes) it justifies her every action (how ever, this fact is never anything but hinted at, unlike any other vendetta film you’ve seen). It’s difficult to find redeeming qualities or feel sorry for someone who’s personality you don’t like, and it’s hard to think that a nice person could be bad. We’re so brainwashed by movies and even the news to believe that we can spot the beady eyes of an evil person from a mile off, and that victims are always sympathetic characters and easy to relate to.

So I suppose the question is, when does a victim cease to be the victim and turn into the monster? Or vice versa. With the complex way we as humans are built, that is one hard nut to crack. But possibly, everything isn’t quite as black and white as we’d like to believe.

Friday, 9 June 2006

Scatterbrain

Oh I completely forgot to mention earlier Re: X-Men. Hadn’t that angel boy gotten a bit of a Hollywood Extreme Makeover or what! :o He certainly looked a far cry from his character in Six Feet Under, I nearly didn’t recognize him. It never ceases to amaze me how Americans can rebuild people to look like nothing they did before. Certainly impressive (and I’m not sure weather that’s in a positive or negative way).

Also, I read today that Jake Gyllenhaal and Natalie Portman are apparently an item. Ohh man. What sweet loving and beautiful babies they would make…

Friday, 2 June 2006

I’m the juggernaut, bitch!


Music
Originally uploaded by mnoo.

The tickets came in the post today. Excited! :D

We went to see X-Men: the last stand yesterday. Umm. Yeah. Well, I suppose it was what I expected it to be. Entertaining in parts. It was more Stu’s choice (obviously) and he did assure me that he would help to explain things if it was too complicated for me to understand. :P One thing I didn’t get was that whole business with moving the bridge. Couldn’t they have taken, I dunno, a boat or something. :| Seemed a bit like too much hassle to me. And what was that hedgehog mutant power about… Like yeah, he’s real handy in battle just as long people go and give him hugs… But anyways, yesterday was some promotional 5 euro day in the cinema so I’m not complaining; I suppose it was worth that. :D

Worst: Vinnie Jones. ‘Don’t you know who I am? I’m the juggernaut, bitch!’ :|
Best: Frasier in a furry blue suit kicking ass.

And on a completely different note, here’s some confidence boosting thoughts for the weekend:

Don’t be affected by what others think about you.
If you wallow I the admiration of others on a good day, then you will feel bereft without it on a bad day. We all enjoy compliments and positive feedback, but your intrinsic self-worth can never be allowed to be affected by the opinion of others.

Take the first step to a short-term goal.
Action is a brilliant motivator and it gives you all the confidence you need to take the next few steps forward.

Listen to the excuses you make.
Come to recognize the strategies you use to stop yourself going for your goals. And then stop making those excuses.

Do one scary thing every day.
Practice facing up to your fears by doing something that feels slightly risky. Speak to that interesting new person at work, get your hair cut in a new way, book a snowboarding holiday.

From ‘Weekend Confidence Coach: hot to kick the self-doubt habit in 48 hours’ by Lynda Field.

Thursday, 27 April 2006

Enough moping

Brokeback Mountain in 30 seconds.

:D

Monday, 24 April 2006

Just cause

Have a headache from hell. Here are some of my favourite movies though.

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Friday, 31 March 2006

Movie reviews

War of the Worlds
I’d been avoiding this one for quite some time. Curiosity always gets the best of me though. Besides, I’m a very firm believer in not having the right to slag off a movie unless you have seen it yourself. So now I have. And it was mostly… bloody boring. At the start I was kind of intrigued by the non-Hollywood approach of making the hero not seem like a hero at all, in fact he is running away from danger for the most of the film – but in the end even Spielberg must have gotten bored with that and suddenly Tom-of-the-funny-nipples rises to save the day again. All the special effects looked expensive, but still just like special effects. I think the best effects are those that make you forget you’re looking at cgi and suck you in so that you truly believe what’s happening on the screen. The most interesting scenes to me were those where people’s behavior in crisis was observed, but those were few and far in between. All in all I don’t think there was much attempt made to make War of the Worlds look ‘plausible’. It was just some expensive eye candy with a rather boring plot, plus the awkwardness of the sugary growing up to be a ‘good dad’ theme. I didn’t hate it, but it certainly didn’t do much for me either.

In Her Shoes
I’ve read – and loved – all of Jennifer Weiner’s books, which made me a bit hesitant about seeing this film adaptation. Hmm, what to say. I suppose overall it worked ok and captured something of the sense of the book. Purely from a chick flick perspective it was quite pleasant and even gave more than your average chick flick. I personally didn’t think Cameron Diaz fitted the role at all though (and I usually quite like Cameron Diaz) and there was something very clunky about the way the story was moved forward. Perhaps because it was adapted to be such a straightforward girlie comedy was also it’s downfall, it lacked all the emotional depth of the book and made everything that happened seem a bit trivial. I did like it from a pure entertainment point of view, but I would have possibly enjoyed it more not having read the book and having any expectations beforehand. Shirley MacLaine was fabulous though.

Oldboy
This film is in so many people’s Top 10 and I’ve heard so much praise and been pestered to see it forever. So, needless to say, the expectations were perhaps very much too high going in. I did rather enjoy the first half. The plot was certainly original to start with, and the cinematography definitely ranks quite high on the visually gorgeous side of things. My problem is that I usually have an annoying talent of spotting where the plot is going quite early on (yes, I’m one of those ‘I bet he killed her’ people, which annoys others who might have wanted to stay in suspense until the final showdown. :P), and with this plot it was just glaringly obvious to me where it was going. So for most of the film I was just waiting for the plot to catch up and put me out of my misery. I also think that after showing so much promise at the start, and having gone to all the trouble of trying to confuse the watcher, the actual underlining story was way too simplistic and insipid. I was desperately hoping that I would get surprised at the end, which didn’t happen. Having said that, I can certainly see why people rank Oldboy so high. It’s definitely head and shoulders above the standard of a stereotypical Hollywood production. And it does look very good indeed. I think it suffers from building up too big expectations without delivering the depth of a masterpiece that it aspires to be.

The Island
Going back to the stereotypical Hollywood productions then. :P This was a film I’d only heard bad things about really. So I went into it from completely the opposite perspective to the previous one. And everyone loves an underdog. :D I quite liked it, for what it was. A sci-fi action flick with a plot that was actually something not too far fetched. I liked the sleek futuristic design and gimmick here and there. Ewan did his job well, I thought, and the plot plodded along quite pleasantly. The end turned it into a bit of a chase movie, with the predictable big ba-da-boom ending. But that’s alright. It was light entertainment and I thought it was well done as such. The only thing that was very scary was how blatant product placement advertising is becoming. Sometimes you wonder if you’re watching a film or an ad.

Irréversible
This was certainly a difficult film to watch and to digest. The whole film is played backwards, starting from the most ugliest and uncomfortable scenes I’ve ever seen and slowly returning to the start where everything was still ok. Even though it was a hard film to watch (and definitely not the best choice for a Saturday evening chilling with friends… :|) I did find it intriguing. It illustrated with terrifying clarity how fragile life is and how every small decision can affect the way things turn out. At the start you can’t help but wonder what freaks these people are and how everything about them seems so fucked up, until you find out why and eventually discover that at the start, they were all indeed perfectly normal and happy. Horrible things happen in life – to completely normal people. And apparently even to people are gorgeous as Monica Bellucci.

Sideways
Finally a film that was exactly what I thought it would be. A funny, moving, and at times painful glimpse of ordinary life and human emotion. Paul Giamatti was certainly the perfect choice for the role of Miles, a failed writer and a wine buff. He gets you to feel sad with him, be happy for him and to laugh at him. There are certainly a lot of laughs to be had in the course of the road trip that Miles and, his soon-to-be-married friend, Jack are on – quite a few of them bittersweet. In a funny way, as different as this movie was to Irréversible, it somehow leaves you with a similar sad feeling. Of how small and inconsequential we really are, and how life can break you if you don’t fight back hard. And yet, most of the time it’s all out of your hands anyways.

Walk The Line
Another film that I meant to watch a lot earlier. I’ve never been a huge Johnny Cash fan (in fact, I always preferred Waylon Jennings in the bad boy of country stakes. :P), but never the less, I quite enjoy this sort of biopics. All in all, the movie was quite predictable (in terms of how biopics are played out) and in some ways a very cliché story of fame, drugs and passion. Joaquin Phoenix most certainly gives his all and wears the Johnny Cash suit with relative ease, seeing how hard it is to portray someone known for being ‘unlike anyone else’. The problem I have with Phoenix at times is the fact that he throws himself so completely into his roles that sometimes you start feeling a little detached from the character, you just look at him acting hard. And there were moments where I felt like this. Don’t get me wrong though, I don’t think there’s anyone who could have done a better job. As shocked as I was to see Reese Witherspoon pick up the Oscar for playing June Carter, I was happy to learn that it was for good reason. She kept the movie grounded and was so genuine in portraying what her character was feeling that I think she gave a heart to the movie. The best thing about the whole film was the chemistry between the main actors and the way the Cash/Carter love
story was played out – in anything but sentimental way. It certainly tasted like life. I don’t think the film was larger than life, but perhaps that also helped in making it feel more real.

The New World
I would be lying if I said I didn’t originally want to see this purely for Colin Farrell. Even having heard all the warnings about the length and boringness of it, I’m very pleased I did take the plunge. There is no denying that this is some of the most beautiful cinematography I’ve ever seen. The first hour, where the Europeans are settling in Virginia – and where Colin’s Captain Smith is spending time with the natives and falling in love with Pocahontas – is such a relaxing and enchanting joy to watch that you feel like you’re almost drifting through a dream. Every frame is gorgeous and everything looks so tactile… it’s almost like you can feel the grass underneath your bare feet or the wind on your face or the water lapping at your skin. Just gorgeous. As is Colin. But especially Q’Orianka Kilcher as Pocahontas. She is beautiful beyond words and without even too much talking conveys everything she’s feeling with sublime grace. The first half of the movie evoked such beauty to all the senses that I could have died happy just then. However, an hour and half in and you start feeling the length. Especially when you find yourself detesting the advances Christian Bales’s John Rolfe is making on Pocahontas, despite his gentle ways and good nature. As the director intended, your heart, as hers, is still in the depths of the woods with Captain Smith. Especially grueling is the return to England, the cold grey light, the way Pocahontas has been transformed into a lady… it all makes you feel cold and constrained and anxious, wanting for the scenes to pass quicker, yearning to return to the nature and ‘reality’. The bittersweet ending leaves you somehow sad but also optimistic, like it is possible to grow and it is possible to learn to love again. As almost painfully long as the film was I can’t think of anything I’d want to cut from it. Not even – or especially – the long lingering nature shots of fields and forests and water… What a beautiful piece of cinema. But definitely not one to take your action-film-loving-boyfriend to. It’s like the perfect poem in cinematic form.

Monday, 6 March 2006

It is done

Wehey I made it! Feel a bit rough now though and have a headache.

Quite a few surprises, but I’m really really glad that Ang Lee got Best Director for Brokeback Mountain. And even though I was surprised by Crash winning Best Picture, I do appreciate that it is an important film. As much as I’m sad for Heath Ledger and Michelle Williams (how cute would it have been if they could have taken matching Oscars home!) I can see why Philip Seymour Hoffman deserved his Best Actor award. Besides, it’s always nice to see that money isn’t necessarily the only thing that talks in Hollywood. And George Clooney then, how happy am I that he finally claimed his place as part of true Hollywood royalty! He is the modern day Cary Grant and Jimmy Stewart rolled into one. <3

Keanu Reeves and Sandra Bullock looked so cute together. Somehow they also looked very hung over… :P

And Salma Hayek… mmmmm hmmmm.

Sunday, 5 March 2006

Oscar night!

Can I stay awake all the way through to 6am? Exciting times. :P

Friday, 3 March 2006

Have you ever seen a human heart?

So I’ve just finished watching Closer. Hmm. What to say. I’m not quite sure why it took this long for me to watch it. I think it was partly due to the fact that when it opened people, who’d seen the original play by Patrick Marber, expressed very strongly their disgust of someone like Julia Roberts et al taking on these roles. Probably my first impressions of the film came from people who disliked it, not for the story but the vehicle it was delivered in, and that possibly put me off of the idea of seeing it… at least before I had the chance to read the play. Never got around to that so I thought it was time to take the plunge.

There’s no mistaking the brutal brilliance of the play/script. There are no empty words at all, everything is delivered with precision and on purpose. I can’t remember when I’ve seen Jude Law in a role where he’s not a sleaze ball of some kind, but he was certainly perfect for this role. And it was interesting to watch his character moving through from one end of the moral spectrum to the complete opposite in the course of the story. Julia Roberts I’ve never liked… but she was, if not brilliant, at least believable. Although very much the underdog in every scene. Natalie Portman (again!) was the backbone of the story in my opinion. She has the ability to portray sincere vulnerability, without it eclipsing her strength. Really a great performance. But I think everyone would agree that Clive Owen is the absolute core of this film. He is the mirror through which we are forced to look at ourselves as the primal creatures that we are. Raw, bruised, dark and true. He makes the whole movie for me.

With wonderful performances from everyone I think the movie still manages to be more than just the sum of the actors’ success. There’s this atmosphere… a constant build up, a constant need to know more, a constant craving for… the truth of us as humans? It’s hard to give rave reviews to any film right after seeing Brokeback – which is still in my heart – but here’s definitely one adaptation which didn’t disappoint in the end, like I was afraid it would. I should have trusted Mike Nichols more.

Have you ever seen a human heart? It looks like a fist wrapped in blood….

I am happy every hour


Let’s hammer that camwhoring point home with some force. :D lol. Sorry I couldn’t resist. And no! I’m not naked you perverts. :|

I can’t believe it’s friday again. I don’t have any recollection of last week. It was monday… then swoosh, here we are. And next week it’s England time again. Help.

Oh, by the way, I finally watched Narnia yesterday. And I was so very dissapointed. :( It just didn’t… work. At all. Probably mainly because the children were so very ANNOYING, not to mention the worst actors ever. It’s not often you can say that you prefer the acting skills of a cgi beaver to the actual people in the film. Humm. Some bits looked good, like Aslan. But on the whole it was just all sort of off. And did I mention the ANNOYING children.

Going to watch Closer tonight, another one that I haven’t gotten around to earlier. Will report back later.

I discovered Orenda Fink last night, thanks to Pandora and I must say she is wonderful. <3 I'm really in the mood for melancholic music lately and she fits in perfectly.

Umm did this test just now. Err. Right then.

What is your sexual style?

You scored as Violent. You are violent. To you there is nothing better than a good spank. You like scratching and biting ’cause that’s what people are for.

Violent

75%

Exciting

56%

Hot

56%

Sweet

50%

Wet

44%

Shy

38%

Awkward

31%

Soft

25%

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