A friend had this link 'liked' on her facebook page a week or so ago and I have only just gotten around to watching it.
It's 07:40 minutes worth of media that is time moderately well spent, if only for the bats and the sounds they make. Other than the sounds the animals/insects make, I'd mute the new age bullshit music.
On my only day off, I slept till 11am (unheard of for me, normally up between 3-5am) and am about to go throw some compost on the flower bed that reminds me of the sahara. I'm not a gardener, don't get the impression that I am. I want to be, I long to understand the intricate pattern and connection of things, but I tend to forget to water and dote. Succulents do well under my care - just ask my jade plant. I was given that beauty during my masters degree 11 years ago and she has thrived.
Going to plant the sunflowers I sprouted and a pollinator garden in a week. After the threat of frost has actually passed.
I can't wait :D
Showing posts with label film. Show all posts
Showing posts with label film. Show all posts
9.3.11
All About Steve
I watched a horrible movie called All About Steve and would not recommend it unless you have had a lobotomy recently. I didn't turn it off, however. I guess that tells you where my brain is at.
What made me continue to watch, I guess compulsively, was due to the fact that it was about a woman who basically stalks a guy named Steve. If you read what I wrote yesterday, perhaps you may find it slightly humorous if you have a perverse sense of humour.
At the end, there is a quote “As human beings, we have a natural compulsion to fill empty spaces,” Will Short. I'm still pondering this statement. Perhaps more another time, perhaps not.
Then a word of wisdom from the main character Mary. "If you love someone, set him free. If you have to stalk him, he probably wasn't yours in the first place"
Does anyone who reads what I write laugh at the way the universe unfolds in front of me? It's funny, isn't it? I didn't choose this movie, it was just next on the tab on my computer and has been waiting for about a week for me to watch it. I really am not choosing when or which movies I'm watching, I am just working my way down the alphabet on a movie site.
I think it's funny. Thank-you to whomever it is that is setting it up, it amuses me greatly.
What made me continue to watch, I guess compulsively, was due to the fact that it was about a woman who basically stalks a guy named Steve. If you read what I wrote yesterday, perhaps you may find it slightly humorous if you have a perverse sense of humour.
At the end, there is a quote “As human beings, we have a natural compulsion to fill empty spaces,” Will Short. I'm still pondering this statement. Perhaps more another time, perhaps not.
Then a word of wisdom from the main character Mary. "If you love someone, set him free. If you have to stalk him, he probably wasn't yours in the first place"
Does anyone who reads what I write laugh at the way the universe unfolds in front of me? It's funny, isn't it? I didn't choose this movie, it was just next on the tab on my computer and has been waiting for about a week for me to watch it. I really am not choosing when or which movies I'm watching, I am just working my way down the alphabet on a movie site.
I think it's funny. Thank-you to whomever it is that is setting it up, it amuses me greatly.
2.3.11
Artois the Goat
Yes, yes, yes... I know I said I would knock off movie watching, and I have, however I did watch this yesterday. It is a low-budget comedy that is mental fluff and I have to say I giggled through it. I actually giggled :D with my favourite characters being the k-9 officer and handler as well as Artois the goat, of course.
It is worth spending the 106 or so minutes if you are in the right frame of mind for a slightly stupid and fluffy movie.
It is worth spending the 106 or so minutes if you are in the right frame of mind for a slightly stupid and fluffy movie.
24.2.11
Albert's Memorial
If I didn't get it before, the point is continued to be driven home. Watched a couple of movies between going to the gym and studying. The first one I watched was Albert's Memorial. This one hit very close to home. Highly recommend this film and it is actually very close to my experience with the other side (having 'odd' things happen so one ends up exactly where one needs to be and meeting people who guide my way).
Albert: Seventy bloody six and what have I got to show for it? Bugger all. A few words, a few faces. If someone was to say to me were you ever really alive? Do you know what I'd say?
I've stopped myself from being alive fully and living. There is something about this go round that has stopped me from being alive with other humans. Always being beholden to others, never being entirely sure of myself. Always feeling lesser than, that I am doing something wrong, etc.
The only time I have felt it to be ok to be who I am is in nature. When hiking across the Yorkshire moorland, bracing myself against the winds of the Orkney Islands, trudging in the snow of the Swedish Arctic Circle, feeling the spray of Argentinian side of the Iguaçu Falls, sleeping next to the sea in Espiritu Santo, smelling the pines of the Rocky Mountains en route to a peak, slowly walking along the rocky cliff with Dumb Dumb (yellow lab) who had adopted me for the day in Doolin, touching the 1000 year old oak trees in Wiltshire, squeezing through a small hole in a cave in Hungary testing both my will and strength, sitting beside the river in northern France, feeling the peace at the top of a mountain in the Taebaek mountains...
Considering I live in an expansive urban city, it seems that I have lived, but really only alone and in nature. Despite repeated attempts and various failed relationships, I need to learn how to be alive and live with others. How do I learn to play nice with others?
The other film I saw yesterday was All my friends are funeral singers. It isn't really a film I would recommend for anything other than the music. I loved it for the jamming sessions.
Albert: Seventy bloody six and what have I got to show for it? Bugger all. A few words, a few faces. If someone was to say to me were you ever really alive? Do you know what I'd say?
I've stopped myself from being alive fully and living. There is something about this go round that has stopped me from being alive with other humans. Always being beholden to others, never being entirely sure of myself. Always feeling lesser than, that I am doing something wrong, etc.
The only time I have felt it to be ok to be who I am is in nature. When hiking across the Yorkshire moorland, bracing myself against the winds of the Orkney Islands, trudging in the snow of the Swedish Arctic Circle, feeling the spray of Argentinian side of the Iguaçu Falls, sleeping next to the sea in Espiritu Santo, smelling the pines of the Rocky Mountains en route to a peak, slowly walking along the rocky cliff with Dumb Dumb (yellow lab) who had adopted me for the day in Doolin, touching the 1000 year old oak trees in Wiltshire, squeezing through a small hole in a cave in Hungary testing both my will and strength, sitting beside the river in northern France, feeling the peace at the top of a mountain in the Taebaek mountains...
Considering I live in an expansive urban city, it seems that I have lived, but really only alone and in nature. Despite repeated attempts and various failed relationships, I need to learn how to be alive and live with others. How do I learn to play nice with others?
The other film I saw yesterday was All my friends are funeral singers. It isn't really a film I would recommend for anything other than the music. I loved it for the jamming sessions.
21.2.11
Against the Current
Yet another film about life/death (I must not have gotten the hint sufficiently, and I am not choosing these movies). This one can be recommended due to the banter between the characters. I found the dialogue to leave me giggling because of the dry humour.
Beyond the humour, there was a song part way through the movie by the Red House Painters called 'rollercoaster'. One line of the song is "Reminding me I'll never be able to relive this day, except in memory." Maybe for many this point is obvious... and although I know it cognitively, it is so easy to let days pass without doing anything productive or even remembering one day as distinct from the next.
I won't go into the details, but this point was driven home in 2006 when I couldn't remember the events from a few months prior. I have been living my life in a bit of a haze. This raises an important point. In the cycle of wakefulness, work/school, sleeping, eating, and hopefully sex, how does one distinguish one day from the rest? It seems like an never-ending cycle, but it does have an end and when one gets to the end and they look back, how do you circumvent thinking 'Holy fuck! What the hell have I done with my life and what a load of useless crap have I been worried about/involved with?'
Creating positivity on a daily basis. Rising above the small bullshit. Eating tasty food (and actually savouring it). Touching people (in appropriate manners). Moving my body every day (i.e., exercise and along with that hopefully being outside for part of it and noticing nature's beauty and wonder). These are bits of what I am aiming for. Doing something to remember the day as distinct from the next because even if it is a seemingly endless cycle of wake/work/eat/sleep, each day is different and it is only us who can make it different mentally (because we perceive it to be the same despite the reality that each is different). Even if you do the same thing exactly the same 20 times, it will never actually be the same.
What does it mean to go against the current for me? To live in the present instead of being swept into the past or pushed into the future.
Beyond the humour, there was a song part way through the movie by the Red House Painters called 'rollercoaster'. One line of the song is "Reminding me I'll never be able to relive this day, except in memory." Maybe for many this point is obvious... and although I know it cognitively, it is so easy to let days pass without doing anything productive or even remembering one day as distinct from the next.
I won't go into the details, but this point was driven home in 2006 when I couldn't remember the events from a few months prior. I have been living my life in a bit of a haze. This raises an important point. In the cycle of wakefulness, work/school, sleeping, eating, and hopefully sex, how does one distinguish one day from the rest? It seems like an never-ending cycle, but it does have an end and when one gets to the end and they look back, how do you circumvent thinking 'Holy fuck! What the hell have I done with my life and what a load of useless crap have I been worried about/involved with?'
Creating positivity on a daily basis. Rising above the small bullshit. Eating tasty food (and actually savouring it). Touching people (in appropriate manners). Moving my body every day (i.e., exercise and along with that hopefully being outside for part of it and noticing nature's beauty and wonder). These are bits of what I am aiming for. Doing something to remember the day as distinct from the next because even if it is a seemingly endless cycle of wake/work/eat/sleep, each day is different and it is only us who can make it different mentally (because we perceive it to be the same despite the reality that each is different). Even if you do the same thing exactly the same 20 times, it will never actually be the same.
What does it mean to go against the current for me? To live in the present instead of being swept into the past or pushed into the future.
19.2.11
Afterwards
Hmm. Another movie about life and death. I am not choosing these movies, but they are coming to me. This one is not a horror or thriller. It is a quiet movie that explores what one is to learn during life and how to live.
An individual is to live in the moment, fully and completely. There were other quotes that I didn't write down nor remember but it is worth watching. Obviously this is something I need to work through properly and move on from.
Considering I will be going on the ambulance practicum within a week or so and will likely need to deal with the death of patients, I had better work through whatever issues I have now. With the recent bombardment of messages I am getting, it is obvious that I need to do so soon.
An individual is to live in the moment, fully and completely. There were other quotes that I didn't write down nor remember but it is worth watching. Obviously this is something I need to work through properly and move on from.
Considering I will be going on the ambulance practicum within a week or so and will likely need to deal with the death of patients, I had better work through whatever issues I have now. With the recent bombardment of messages I am getting, it is obvious that I need to do so soon.
9.2.11
A Shine of Rainbows
Pressing on with my need for sloth I have spent a bit more time watching movies. The latest is called A Shine of Rainbows. If you are looking for a feel good movie about love, I would certainly recommend it. It's a girl movie, but that's ok, isn't it?
7.2.11
Lounging
The day was spent lounging. Officially not doing anything save relax. I did a bit of indoor gardening then watched movies. 3 of them.
Started off with Kucklehead. Oh, won't someone save the orphanage?! Mild mind candy. I didn't turn it off.
A Bunch of Amateurs. Worn story line about a washed up actor going to the UK under false pretences and ends up helping to save the theatre in a village. Again, simple mind candy. Nothing to write home about.
A complete History of my Sexual Failures is about a guy named Chris who has never held down a job and has a string of failed relationships (as the title denotes). I suspect I didn't turn it off because I have had men in my life who are like Chris. Irresponsible and unable to commit. I also saw a friend of mine in Chris. The 'weird uncle' whom no one really understands. I watched it to the end despite wondering why I was watching a documentary about such a loser who is obsessed with his flaccid penis. Infinitely glad he wasn't my boyfriend.
Started off with Kucklehead. Oh, won't someone save the orphanage?! Mild mind candy. I didn't turn it off.
A Bunch of Amateurs. Worn story line about a washed up actor going to the UK under false pretences and ends up helping to save the theatre in a village. Again, simple mind candy. Nothing to write home about.
A complete History of my Sexual Failures is about a guy named Chris who has never held down a job and has a string of failed relationships (as the title denotes). I suspect I didn't turn it off because I have had men in my life who are like Chris. Irresponsible and unable to commit. I also saw a friend of mine in Chris. The 'weird uncle' whom no one really understands. I watched it to the end despite wondering why I was watching a documentary about such a loser who is obsessed with his flaccid penis. Infinitely glad he wasn't my boyfriend.
6.2.11
17.5.08
The lives of others - Leben der Anderen
may i suggest a film that is thought provoking? the lives of others (leben der anderen), a german film. bravo.
and, who is to say the blacklisting of artists like the character jerska (the character on the right in the photo directly above) in the former gdr doesn't happen today without the obvious oppression of the stasi?
as has been the case, i suspect, since the dawn of time - and as george orwell in animal farm so succinctly put it - the pigs always win in the end. however, this film celebrates humanity in the midst of the pigs celebration. while they're drunk from their power, humanity can still prevail.
25.4.08
Curse of the Golden Flower
In all the movies I have watched, none can hold a candle to the colour and detail in this film. Stunningly beautiful.
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