| bye bye LJ |
[Jul. 11th, 2004|05:08 am] |
My new blog is on Blogpod...
www.blogpod.com
My name on that site is Zinnober... feel free to look me up. |
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| Time to go... |
[Jul. 7th, 2004|07:40 pm] |
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Well... I've decided that Livejournal blows... So I'm leaving. I dont like it... so i'm blogging on a new service. If anyone actually likes reading my mental drek... let me know... i'll link you over to my new thingie. Ta Ta. |
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| Attn: Will Smith |
[Jun. 29th, 2004|04:28 pm] |
"In the 1920's science fiction was becoming a popular art form for the first time ..... and one of the stock plots .... was that of the invention of a robot .... Under the influence of the well-known deeds and ultimate fate of Frankenstein and Rossum, there seemed only one change to be rung on this plot - robots were created and destroyed their creator ... I quickly grew tired of this dull hundred-times-told tale .... Knowledge has its dangers, yes, but is the response to be a retreat from knowledge? .... I began in 1940, to write robot stories of my own - but robot stories of a new variety ...... My robots were machines designed by engineers, not pseudo-men created by blasphemers"
-Isaac Asimov |
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| A new take on a tired theme |
[Jun. 20th, 2004|03:25 am] |
Thirteen random things you like
1. Science Fiction
2. English Literature
3. Film
4. Martial Arts
5. Japanese History
6. Evolutionary Theory
7. Western Philosophy
8. Videogames
9. Intelligent television
10. Jazz
11. Cigarettes
12. That I've surrounded myself with those who matter, and chased away the scores of people who dont.
13. Makeup
Twelve movies
1. Casablanca
2. Big Night
3. RAN
4. The Big Lebowski
5. Barton Fink
6. The Graduate
7. Young Frankenstein
8. Akira
9. The Empire Strikes Back
10. Dr Strangelove or How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb
11. Sneakers
12. Time Bandits
Eleven Random Facts
1. Uranus' Moons are all named after Shakespearian characters.
2. Shakespeare stole the concept for "Hamlet" from a play by Thomas Kyd called "The Spanish Tragedy."
3. Dark Matter will rend our Universe to pieces
4. Hitler was a failed artist - and deservedly so... he was terrible
5. Kurt Vonnegut is a celebrated artist - and deservedly so... he is wonderful
6. There are 50 different species of Lemur
7. I share my birthday with JFK, May 29th
8. My father shares his birthday with JFK's assination, November 22nd
9. The definition of Lugubrious is: Mournful, dismal, or gloomy, especially to an exaggerated or ludicrous degree.
10. Though often confused, Seppuku and Hara Kiri are actually the same thing... ritual disembowlment.
11. Snapple supports organizations that blow up abortion clinics
Ten Favorite Foods or Drink
1. Sushi
2. Joes/Red Lantern/Sang Kee
3. Salad with my dressing... i love salad
4. Rice
5. Steak
6. Dad's anything...
7. FRESCA
8. White Russian
9. Becks
10. My Grandmother's food... when she was lucid
Nine good friends
(this one is going to be tough for me)
1. Dad
2. Merissa
3. Paul
4. Matt
5. Morgan
6. Cork
7. Sean
8. Bryan
9. Hobbes
Eight things about yourself (physically)
1. Occasional Androgeny
2. Eyes that are prettier than most people realize
3. Big nose
4. Hideous yet evolutionarily superior feet
5. An admittedly nice ass
6. Ragged hands that i am very VERY proud of
7. Ziggy scars
8. Sandpaper skin on one side, silk on the other
Seven things you wear daily
1. Underwear - Semper Ubi Sub-Ubi
2. Socks
3. Glasses/contacts
4. Pants
5. Shirt
6. Shoes
7. A crumodgeonly glare
Six things that annoy you
1. Blind faith
2. Humorless people
3. Morality
4. American culture
5. Hip Hop
6. Unreasoned hate
Five things you touch everyday
1. Vicrem
2. My keys
3. My computer
4. A bed of some sort
5. Air
Four places you want to visit
1. Madagascar
2. Japan
3. Vienna
4. Titan
Three places you go regularly
1. Merissa's
2. Work
3. Palace
Two of your favorite books
1. Galapagos - Kurt Vonnegut
2. The Picture of Doria Grey - Oscar Wilde
One person you want to see right now
1. Santa |
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| Been a long time, been a long time, been a long lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely... TIME. |
[Jun. 11th, 2004|01:42 am] |
Led Zepplen annoys me.
There's been so much in the news and so many movies and such that i dont know where to begin. I've been so reticent to post lately. I'm not entirely sure why. This journal is dichotomous (i just know i spelled that wrong... damn you spellcheck) for me. When i'm writing... it's great. It's just a vehicle through which i spew my bilous rants. Of which none of you read i might add... But when im blocked... which i've been for the last few weeks... it's an echoing fucking jibe. I hate LJ right now. In fact... I hate LJ all the time when I really think about it. I just hate people. Man am I in a mood...
I saw Harry Potter and the Prizoner of Azkaban opening night with Meris, Matt, Ali and Sean... gay sean... not Korean Sean... who might as well be gay... he wears corduroy. I hate corduroy. ANYway... I loved it. I know the reviews have been good... but most of the die-hard HP fans i know are pretty upset with it. I understand some of their griping... other complaints they have however i find to be really closed minded. And im not trying to offend anyone... so dont get your panties in a bunch. I enjoyed the fact that this film was actually filmed with some style. The two previous cinematic installments of the Harry Potter world were like stenograph recordings on screen. Chris Columbus... such an unfortunate name... is a decent director... but he does family oriented stuff. He isnt really a director... he's a visual story teller. He doesnt have the manic arrogance that a director like... say... Alfonso Curon has. Man is Curon crazier than a shithouse rat or what? Columbus' films were just visual versions of the books... no Columbus flair... no directorial panache... just a kindof plodding retelling of the first two novels. That's okay i guess. But doesnt a director... as an interpretive artist have some responsability to CHANGE whatever he's working on? Now i realize that this may sound a little strange coming from a person who consistantly argues for continuity and faithfulness to a wellspring novel or idea... but Curon and Klovis' alterations to the HP novels were stylistic... the way something looks, the way they were dressed... the setting... the filming (which was drastically different and deserves mentioning later on). Neither one of them really altered the continuity of the literature... they just cut a few things out. Now i admit that Klovis did get a little cut happy in his attempt to shorten the film, and condense the story... i'll get into that in a bit... but the basic story is the same. Harry goes to school... Sirius gets out... Lupine shows up... Malfoy's a prick... Ron's a goober... Hermione's still too young for me to fantasize about (yet it continues to happen at an alarming frequency). No drastic changes were made like in... oh... well... TROY!!! Where characters were killed who dont die... relationships were created that never were... characters were totally misrepresented and dumbed down for the drooling, groundling audience. That movie still pisses me off. However... Brendan Gleeson... Menelaus... is playing Mad Eye Moody in the fourth film. I still say Sean Connery... but Gleeson is wonderful.. he should do fine. Shatner for Voldemort... Shatner for Voldemort. I want to see Shatner play all the parts in Harry Potter... that would be great. Digression... forgive me.
Curon brought something to this film of which the franchise was in dire need... style. From the very first moment of the film, when the camera eeks its way between the two iron-colored letters of the Warner Bros symbol... i knew that this film was different. It was dark, and quick and young. It looked like how the third book felt... heavy and forboding... frightening and masked. Harry and his readers wwere thrown for a total loop by the end of the novel... as was I watching this film... dispite my foreknowledge of the events to come. The lenses used cast tinny, coppery colors over the castle and it's inhabitents. Gone are the vibrant, whimsical colors of the Hogwarts of yore. Curon's story is one of muted colors and shadow. It's a sexy looking film. Hogwarts itself was given a complete overhaul. The school looks completely different... and yet still feels like home. This is an issue tossed around quite a bit in my circle. Most i've spoken to feel that the changes to the scenery are too drastic... that Hogwarts doesnt feel like Hogwarts anymore. My response is simple: It shouldnt. It shouldnt because Hogwarts is DIFFERENT this time. Sure the architecture remains the same in the novels... but the feeling of the building changes. It isnt the safehaven for Harry that it used to be this time around. The first two novels paint Hogwarts as this magical, whimsical place. A vibrant, fantastic escape from the doldrums of Privet Drive and the Muggle world. The magic of the school remains in the third story... yet the whimsey has been shed away. It isnt safe this time around. Harry is unable to leave Hogwarts this time... because of Sirius Black... he cant leave for Hogsmeade trips with his friends... it's unsafe to be out alone at night. He becomes a prisoner in that school... hiding from Sirius Black. A man who broke out of the one prison no one escapes from... then successuflly broke in to the school no one can break in to. Curon cuts deep shots of the school... washed in moonlight... encircled by scores of black clad dementors... their sprawling cloaks twisting over their horrible forms. Like the night itself had come alive. The scene changes to Hogwarts remind me of the setting to the Castle of Otranto by Horace Walpole... or The Masque of the Red Death by Poe. This is a Gothic film... thus the setting must be altered... sorry kids... I'm with Curon on this one. Another welcome change in this film is the cinematography. It's nice to see the cameras move this time around. Watching this film reminded me of just how stagnant the action in the first two films was. The cameras never move... it's like a play. Here's the room... everyone walks in... says their lines... then they walk out... end scene. Curon also used longer shots this time. Finally these kids can start to show off their acting prowess... now that the camera keeps them in scene for more than a few moments. Now i'll be the first to admit that Columbus had good reason to use clippy scenes in the first two films. He was working with a bunch of kids who had never acted before... so clippy scenes hides their inexperiance... but it sure was nice to see them live up to their reputations this time around. Curon directs the camera (since he storyboarded almost every scene... freak) with a real sense of courage. The camera tells you that it's there... shakey handy-cam shots jostle their way though crowded areas... jumpcuts from one character to another heighten the tension... until finally the scene ends in a gorgeous wide shot... symmetrical and dense. Filled with color and light. Think of the scene where Hagrid is in the lake... nice wide shot from behind. Absolutly gorgeous. The pacing in this film is also a total alteration from the style of the original two films. HP's 1 and 2 were plodding scripts with plodding action. This film zips like a hummingbird on redbull. The audience barely has two moments to catch its breath. Now this is a double-bladed sword in my opinion. For those of you who saw the movie and read the book... you probably had no problem following the action. But for those sorry suckers who didnt read the book... im sure that they got lost along the way. That is one of the few faults that i find in this film. It pretty much takes it for granted that you understand what they're talking about and move on to the next thing. Kinda makes me hanker for a bit of Columbus' overstatement: "Okay... focus on Harry being happy... okay... pan back... pan back... big smile Dan... okay now zoom in... keep smiling... now let the owl go... okay the owl's smiling too, that's good..." Columbus bothers me.
Okay... lets take stock of where we are here. Cinematography, directing, acting (which i didnt mention but it was great so there), set design are all wonderful. Now i'll come to the negative. I have a few gripes... some major... some minor. Actually there's just one major one but i try to be understanding. Point of fact... it really does bother me. for those of you who dont know the story and dont want the end of it ruined.. stop reading this right now. Since no one reads this journal anyway... i'll just plow right on. The relevence of Moony, Wormtail, Padfood and Prongs was completely left out of the film. Now that seems minor... but it is linked to even further examples of critical plot and theme that were clipped for time. The Patronus charm. Lupin never tells Harry that his father was an animagus... and that his animal form was a Stag. It totally undercuts the beauty of the Patronus. The sentry stag that erupts out of harry's wand to fend off the dementors connects harry to his father in a way that nothing else could. It is the first time harry ever really feels his father... ever really sees his father. it breaks my heart that that was left out. furthermore... since the film was so rushed by the end... and the moony, wormtail, etc etc... bit was left out.... Harry and Sirius' relationship was undercut as well. This bothers me very much.... since harry's relationship to Siruis is one of the most important aspects of the third novel. Now i wont say that these events... or lack thereof... ruin the film for me. I respect the fact that they had to keep the film short... and i respect further that ANY film is simply an INTERPRETATION of a previous work... not a rehashing of that work itself (see columbus for details... zzzzzzz) but of all the shit to cut... you had to cut that? Also... telawney's prediction? Forgotten totally... It bothers me that the longest book was cut to be the shortest film. I would have gladly sat for another HOUR if needed... to see these plot points examined in some degree of detail. You want to give harry the firebolt at the end of the film... with that cute feather? fine... i thought that was cute. You want to change the look of the school and put the kids in street clothes... great... i think it's a change for the better. But dont cut this crap from the story... it really affects the whole experiance. By the end i felt like Sirius was a stranger... not a hero... not a godfather. I loved Sirius by the end of the third book... in the film i just liked him. But other than these complaints... i found the film to be top notch and a step in the right direction for this franchise. I only hope that they continue in these stylistic movements as the films progress... but spend a bit more time on the screenplay. Also... Michael Gambon, David Thewlis and Emma Thompson... fucking wonderful. I know everyone misses Richard Harris... so do I. I miss the Merlin-ness of Harris' Dumbledore... but i welcome the playful, hippie-ish-ness of Gambon's. Give him time to get comfortable with the role. He at least had the good graces to not do Richard Harris.... no one could do Richard Harris. True shame. So my rating for this film: 8/10. Solid 8. Great stylistic changes... sloppy screenplay and cut happy writers. Otherwise... I absolutly loved the film.
A few more things and then i'm going to bed. Ronald Regan. Did he lead the American people in a time of great crisis? Yes... should he be commended for that? Yes, absolutly. He was a good leader. I will fight anyone who disagrees with that. Now did he lead us in the wrong direction? Absolutly. He played Russia very well... but his actions in the Middle East are now coming back to bite us in the ass. 9/11 = Iraq war... 9/11 = Iran Contra... we started pissing on the Mid East a long time ago... but Regan's policies moved the stream from their shoes to their chin. Ronnie... way to go...
What grieves me more than Regan's death (which really left me unabashed after i heard... i was actually a little glad to hear it. I am no fan of Regan... but Altzheimers is no way to go... i pity him that.) Regan died... i was unmoved... But Ray Charles dying... that's just a crime. This man gave the world some of the finest music ever played... ever written. It saddens me very much to think of a world without Ray Charles... even if he had been reduced to Powerball and Pepsi commercials by the end of things. I still drink Pepsi for the "Uh huh" though... Ray... I'll sure miss the shit out of your blind, black ass. (sigh)... Ray Charles dies... evenescence walks the planet... bill hicks dies... carrottop continues to tour. I am sending psychic "Get a stomach tumor" vibes at Carrottop right now. Fucking propcomic. I'm sorry Bill... im sorry.
Lets see... anything else? St Joes is dragging their feet on my acceptance or decline... pricks. Dad and I started taking Tai Chi classes... which fucking rocks... I was doing the white crane earlier tonight. Woo!!!! Morgan Webb comes to town next weekend... i'll be missing work for that... let me tell you. I may actually get to touch her. I'll bet she smells great. Anyway... i've ranted enough... actually this was rather well formed and structured for a blog post. I'm pleased with myself. I'm going to go smoke a cigarette. gnight... down with the church. god is dead... and.. uh... howabout... OOH... America is rotting from the inside... move to Madagascar!!! Gnight. |
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| Happy Birthday to Me!!! |
[May. 29th, 2004|02:09 am] |
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Well toda- yesterday was my birthday. It was, in many ways, absoutly splendiferous... Meris gave me an awesome record player that she got from Restoration Hardware... it's all chrome and silver and stuff... totally 50's... it looks like it should hate Communism... honestly. So now I can actuallly listen to my swelling collection of vinyl. Ali gave the the Tao of Jeet Kun Do... which was totally unecessary... thus absolutly superb of her. What a nice girl. Im going to read it... then put it on my bookshelf next to the Tao Te Ching... which also was a totally unnecessary gift... but from Bryan rather than Ali. How appropriate that two books pertaining to Asian Philosophy (and martial arts in the Jeet Kun Do book) were gifts given out of pure caring. No sense of obligation... i hate those. Anyway... Ali's supergreat. Dad and the rest of my family gave me lots of money... so that rocks. Always the right size and never the wrong color... i love money. I got in to West Chester... and promptly decided that i didnt want to go there in the first place... im a dick. It's my backup anyway... I'm waiting on SJU's decision. If SJU says no... which i REALLY hope they dont... I'll go to WCU... otherwise... go fuck yourself. Matt, Ali, the Muskrat Queen and I went to see The Day After Tomorrow... pure, unbridled shit. I dont know why i subject myself to such stupid cinema. Honestly. It was so bad that it made Troy look like the very paragon of lucid storytelling. That's right... it was so bad that it made Troy look good... and we all know what a colostomy bag of a film Troy was dont we? I am so sick of cheesy, pixel-stuffed disaster movies pretending to be high concept pieces. It wasnt enough for Day After Tomorrow to be a light and sound spectacular popcorn pic... it had to be a cathartic, heavy-handed moral fable... chock full of condescending rants. Let me make this perfectly clear for you... my dear reader: I am totally against the burning of fossil fuels. I am a strong conservationist... I hate the fact that cunt suburban housewives terrorize the roads... and the enviornment... with their Hummer H2's and their Cadallac Escalades. They schlep little tommy and little becky to ballet and karate and soccer practice... i want to carve these people open and crawl inside i hate them so much. So Andrew is very much pro planet and anti human... we;'ve made that clear. I am also a major detractor of Dick Cheney. He is a criminal, capitolist scumbag... who has profited off of the rape of both the enviornment AND the people of this country. Cheney is a cooz. HOWEVER... I do not support poorly made, summer blockbuster, crapass films that openly attack the Vice President of the United States. Why? It's simple... because it makes people not take the message seriously. It paints conservationists like me with the same brush that has stroked those Greenpeace freaks... and those ponces who chain themselves to trees. I'm not a hippy... im a decent person who realizes that he's nothing more than a fucking process on this planet... and that i dont have the right to tear it up like so many of your cunt mothers and fathers tend to do when they tool around in their atrocious Hummers. Back to my point: Cheney deserves to be attacked... but let the attacker be someone intelligent... a scientist or a statesman... not a glorified birthday magician with a camera... attackt he Vice President... yes! Fuck... kill him... i hate the mother fucker. But to denounce him like this... in this pathetic medium... it makes those who stand against him look bad. Why must disaster movies treat themselves like moral goddamn fables? I didnt go to hear you preach to me... i went to watch New Yorkers drown to death (which was great by the way). For those of you who dont know... the director of The Day After Tomorrow is the same man who directed Independence Day. that's right... the sappiest... crappiest... most ludicrous... absurd... BANAL speach ever to be shat out by hollywood. "WE WILL NOT VANISH INTO THE NIGHT... WE WILL NOT PERISH WITHOUT A FIGHT... WE'RE GOING TO LIVE ON... WE'RE GOING TO SURVIVE... TODAY... WE CELEBRATE... OUR INDEPENDENCE DAY!!!!!" Or something like that. GOD i hate that speach. Emmerich needs to be dragged from behind a chariot along with Wolfgang Peterson... fucking bastards. One more thing about TDAT and then i'm off to bed... because i'm still a little tipsy: Not only did the film totally undercut the validity behind ending the burning of fossil fuels... and piss all over Cheney's detractors... by supporting them no less... but it totally desensitised the people of this country to the real possibility of cataclysmic change due to pollution. Will tornadoes tear hollywood apart anytime soon? Sadly not... Will a tidal wave wash New York into the Atlantic bowl? No... not gonna happen... sorry me. Will the northern hemisphere freeze over in a matter of weeks? No... that's just fucking ridiculous. This film presented the long term effects of continuous pollution as taking place in a matter of days. Global changes... weather or geographical... takes hundreds to thousands to MILLIONS of years. Emmerich had it all happen so fast that WE WERENT READY FOR IT!!!!!! OH NO!!!!!!! And in doing so made it seem completely benign. Everyone walking out of the theater will climb into their respective cars... and putter off home... and probably sit around with old arasol cans and spray CFC's into the sky. No one will walk out of the theater changed... or affected. The film was far to stupid to have such a cathartic effect. And if it did... then those people are so easily swayed... and so obviously stupid... that they'll never make much of a difference anyway. That's it... i've ranted enough. I have a stomach ache... im going to bed. Oh one more thing (im like columbo)... the wolves? The FUCKING WOLVES!!!!!???!!!! GOD did that movie fucking suck. Go see it... it was so fucking bad... god. |
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| Nasty shot of humanity |
[May. 27th, 2004|05:46 pm] |
I'm becoming human i think. For some reason... I am very depressed about the Sarah Fox thing. For those of you who dont know, Sarah Fox was a third-year drama student at Juilliard. She went out jogging on the 19th, at around four pm, i think it was. She's dead. Police found a body in the park, naked, face up... so badly decomposed that an autopsy was necessary to ID it. The tattoo matches between Sarah Fox and the corpse. Now why is this upsetting? Why am I worked up about this girl? I honestly have no idea. I'm one of those people who scrapes off tragedy. I dont like people who live off of sadness... or try to make themselves more interesting by trying to appear tragic. I think that if a person suffers tragedy... true tragedy... they never want to taste of it again. I watched the Nick Berg decapitation video unabashed... Im the guy who rolls his eyes at the "God Bless America and Our Troops" posters... and is tired of hearing about 9/11. And i'm horribly sick of hearing about our Soldiers, Police Officers and Fire Fighters. They are not heroic... they are paid to perform a service... it's brave... but it is not heroic. Nor does it need to be. Sorry... tangential bullshit... back to Sarah. A part of me opposes to the press that this girl's death has summoned. Hundreds of people go missing every day... some boys, some girls... some black... some white. So why does this girl deserve the press? Why is it that America grinds to a halt when a white girl goes missing... but couldnt care less about the spicks or the niggers? I dont know the answer to that... i think a missing black kid is just as tragic as a missing white kid. But in the end... i dont REALLY care about any of them. I find myself depressed over Sarah Fox. I think it's her picture... her face. She seems like the kindof girl I would have had a crush on. The kindof girl who would irritate the shit out of me... and i'd love every minute of it. She looks like the type of person that i'd want to be friends with... and that makes it difficult to scrape away. It's the picture... look at it.
http://www.newsday.com/news/local/newyork/nyc-body0525,0,1989119.story?coll=ny-nynews-headlines
I dont know why I care. She's no different from anyone else who gets killed. Actually she is... the dumb bitch went jogging alone in a dodgy area. Pretty white girls of the world... STOP JOGGING ALONE. I dont know what is wrong with me over this... im not loosing sleep... but i feel that, somehow, i understand just how horrible something like this could be. It's something about her face. I cant really offer anything more than that. |
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| Total Myth-conception |
[May. 16th, 2004|02:25 am] |
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Man is that title annoying or what? Anyway... I just saw Troy tonight. I am completely disgusted... which is the precise reaction that i had expected. Now it's two thirty in the morning.. and i have work at nine... so i'm not going to structure this well. It's going to be a rant. Big surprise. Here we go: First off... no Gods = no Trojan War. But i'll let that slide. The movie was already oppressively long in its near three hours... so lets pretend that the Trojan War really was about Helen. Lets start with the acting. Nothing impressive. Sadly the best performance was Eric Bana... and that wasn’t really him. Hector is the only character in the film worth caring about. If anyone actually read the Illiad, let alone the Odyssey and the Aenead, they would know that Hector was (though at times slightly foolish) an honorable soldier, and a loving son. Hector is a tragic figure, and he is represented so in the film. However I don’t think my caring about Hector in the film had anything at all to do with Eric Bana... in truth, he was pretty much average. Nothing impressive... but he didn’t ruin his character... and that's saying a lot considering this shit film. The Achilles - Briseis story: did Achilles EVER love Briseis? No... was Briseis a priestess of Apollo? No... Chryseis was the DAUGHTER of a priest of Apollo... she was Agamemnon's war prize... and when she was sent back to the Trojans, he snatched Briseis away from Achilles. This did, in fact, lead to Achilles dropping out of the war in one of his trademark tantrums... but not because he loved her. No... Achilles was just being the stunning anti-hero that he is. He took it as an affront to his honor... so he let thousands of people die... including his best friend Patroclus... who was not his cousin by the way. Now this is simply nit-picking i realize... and I will actually comment on the style of the film, it's few pro's and it's innumerable con's... but i have one or two more things to add. Did Menelaus and Paris duel? Yes... Menelaus does indeed smack Paris around in front of the combined Trojan and Greek armies. But did Hector kill Menelaus? No... not at all. That just didnt happen. Once again... did Briseis stab Agamemnon in the throat during the razing of Troy? No... no she didn’t. They just made that shit up. Agamemnon does die... but not until he returns home to his wife Clytemnestra... that's in a play... I urge you to read the Orestian Trilogy... or the Orestia, as it's otherwise known. Clytemnestra never forgives Agamemnon for sacrificing their daughter. The Greek ships were unable to sail due to a total lack of winds... thanks to Artemis i believe... in truth i dont remember which goddess it was... but i believe it was Artemis. Anyway... Agamemenon actually chooses to sacrifice his daughter and cast her bits into the sea to go to war. Agamemnon's even more of a monster in the poem than he is in the film. Now... why did they make these things up you ask? Because how else could this movie end, unless Achilles sees the error of his ways, and chooses love over fame? How can we sit through three hours of drek, unless it ends with a plastic, Hollywood ending? Troy was another form of Hollywood's bullshit epic masturbation. Vomiting out a substandard movie... and billing it as an epic. Troy is not an epic... it's a glorified popcorn pic. Go watch The Day After Tomorrow... it's the same fucking thing. Troy is another stirring example of how mediocre film has become, thanks entirely to money and star worship. VanHelsing was another example. If anyone wants to learn the real fucking story of VanHelsing... read Bram Stoker. Dont go watch the movie. Now... i realize that this film was "inspired by The Illiad" and not based on it. But does that excuse this level of alteration? I dont think so. There are a few positives though... Sean Bean was very good as Odysseus, and it was just great to see Peter O'Toole acting again... even if he looked constipated throughout the film. I think he was just concentrating on not dying to be honest with you. But these few good performances were marred by the static, lethargic performances by Orlando Bloom (which really doesnt surprise me) and Brad Pitt. Now I'm very positive on Brad Pitt. I think he's a good actor who's image has been obliterated by fevered, mindless star-worshiping girls. As if star-worship wasnt sad enough... it's worse to see it affect a decent actor. But as i mentioned before... Brad Pitt was kinda poop in this. He never changed his expression... not once. Speaking of concrete faces... howabout Brian Cox as Agamemnon? Now i know that Agamemnon is an asshole... but Cox didnt stop snarling once in the film's three hours. He was like a rabid dog... frothing and growling through the whole film. It becomes very difficult to take a villian seriously, when he looks so fucking silly. And my final mention in the performance category has to go to Saffron Burrows. This is a positive. I was very, very, VERY impressed with Saffron Burrows. The last film i saw her in was Wing Commander... you do the math. This is an actress who has (from what i've seen, which doesnt mean anything) done very few films that arent based around aliens, laserguns or giant, mutated, super intelligent sharks. Every one of her emotions was believable... I actually fealt emotion when she was on the screen... and that's saying a lot considering this scrotal boil of a film. Andromache is a complicated character... and she played her very well. So kudos to Saffron Burrows. By the way... age is only helping her looks... she's developing that jagged beauty... a female face, not plump and round... but sharp and defined. She was infinitely more attractive than that monotone kraut they got to play Helen. So... Saffron Burrows is on my woo hoo list this week. Enough about Saffron Burrows.
Now i want to make a few comments on the style of this film. First is the directing. This film was so shoddily directed, good ol' Wolfgang should be the one dragged from behind a chariot. Anyone remember the gut wrenching, X-TREME ZOOM into Sean Beans face when Odysseus visits Achilles? I do... it made me dizzy. What the hell was that? Anyone not get queazy during the major battle scenes? That hectic, handy cam jump cut crap obscured the action, and confused the audience... at least... the audience i saw the film with. Perhaps the only good action scene was the duel between Achilles and Hector... which I admit was very well choreographed. I also liked Achilles' little jump move thing... since if you look at Greek pottery and paintings... Achilles is actually painted as jumping in that way. I'm not saying that that was the choreographer's intention... knowing Hollywood... they probably just thought it would look neat... but well... it did. Oh... and a little advice from me to you there Wolfie... PACING. Pace your film properly. I am one of the few people on the planet who enjoys long films... if the film itself is enjoyable. I did not feel that any of the LOTR films were something to endure. I was riveted... unable to tear my eyes from the screen. I did not notice the length... except for in the last film... during the last half hour... and once again... that was pacing. Jackson continued to fade out... rather than cut away... it made the last half hour of the film an experience much like me driving a stick shift. Troy was so stop and start... so hectic then molasses... it drove me completely insane. The film was just plain boring. And dont tell me that I dont have an elevated sense of taste... or that i'm impatient with a film... You watch RAN and love every moment of it. Try watching the original Metropolis. IT'S A SILENT FILM... AND IT'S LIKE FOUR HOURS. I loved Metropolis... I loved Ran and LOTR and Dances With Wolves. These are all very long films... but they were directed by talented directors. Funny how four hours can feel like two with Akira Kurosawa... but three can feel like an eternity in Troy. Pacing Wolfgang... pacing.
There is one more thing i wish to mention. Achilles' death. Now I'm not sure where i stand on this. I dont like the fact that the Gods, had nothing to do with this film. I'm not fond of the fact that Thetis is only in it for five seconds either. But conceding that in this film... Achilles is not a Demi-God... and that he is just THAT GOOD at killing people... i have to say that his death was actually a little clever. Achilles was consumed by the need to be remembered... and so he will be considering how this film ended. Rather than being shot in the heel, his one vulnerable spot, with a poisoned arrow and subsequently dying... Achilles is wounded in the heel... slowing him down. This allows the fruitly Paris to riddle his chest with arrows... which Achilles pulls out. When he falls... and the Greeks find his body... the only wound they see is the arrow in his heel. Therefore his name will in fact live on. Achilles would be remembered as the greatest warrior the world had ever known... who was felled by a single arrow to the heel. That was actually kinda neat. But the film still sucks.
I just know that people are going to be thrilled with this movie. There are enough pretty male actors in the film to guarantee a deluge weepy, mindless starlets. Stupid people need to be shot. I am entirely too disgusted to continue, now that I've begun to think about star worship. I'm off... Goodnight |
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[May. 13th, 2004|03:22 am] |
I posted this as a response on someone's blog... but it's a rant... and my rants come here to roost. So here it is:
I'd like to comment on something that i've been milling over for the past few days. When i first heard that an american civilian had been kidnapped and murdered, after being forced to read a list of his family members on camera, I was understandably upset. I am not the type of person who typically cares about other people. I'm not exactly cold about it... I'm just realistic. I realize that I dont know this guy... and while his death truly is a shame... and a horrible thing for his family... that I wont really loose any sleep over it. And for those people who do loose sleep over it... they're full of shit... trying to make themselves feel important and decent by syphoning someone's private pain into their own life. Forgive me... I've digressed... As i was saying before, when i first heard about this, i responded with a slightly dejected "That's a shame..." and continued to drink my beer. But i continued to think over this murder... and have come to the conclusion that while i dont agree with it... and am truly disgusted by it... i do somewhat understand the murderers' mentality. Consider this. You're an Iraqi... America is in your country... again. For the past thirty years, America has funded both sides of a horrible war that left tens of thousands dead... installed a dictator in your country that committed mass genocide against the myriad of subcultures in your country using chemical weapons... that he purchased from the USA. (You dont hear that bit on the news do you?) Despite all of this murder... and all of this suffering, America does nothing. Then suddenly, in the early 90's, the US decideds to invade your country... in defense of (for all intents and purposes) a country composed, predominantly of oil fields. The American soldiers blow up your cities... level your homes... then leave. They do not remove the horrible dictator they themselves installed years before, they just drop their shit and they go home. Then 12 years go by, wherein UN Sanctions on your country (summoned forth and STRONGLY enforced by the USA) lead to the death and starvation of thousands upon thousands of innocent men, women and children. If you were an Iraqi... you'd probably be pretty fucking angry. Now as a kicker... just imagine how you'd feel if America arbitrarily decided that it needed to attack your country again... killing over 6500 innocent women and children during it's "Precision Bombing" runs. If you were an Iraqi... who has actually survived long enough to remember the 1980's and all the blood from then till now, you'd probably be absolutly furious at the US. You've seen freinds and possibly family dragged away to the same prison that Hussein used to hold his own people... and heard of their torture and abuse... your liberators begin to seem more like subjugators every day. Now finally push your imagination one step further, and suppose that you are sitting outside, and you see a pasty american man... wearing nice clothes and expensive sunglasses, driving a nice new car. This is a man who, you know, has come to this country to make a profit in rebuilding what his country's military has destroyed. Doesnt it seem somewhat reasonable to assume that you would want to lash out against this man? Wouldnt you want to take him out of his cushy little fantasy world... and exact upon him some of the pain, and anguish and torture that you have been living with your entire life? Wouldnt you want to carve off his head, and feel his hot blood jet all over your forearms? Hold it triumphantly in your hands, dangling before a cheap SONY camcorder... videotaping every drop of blood, every speck of gore forever, so that his family might weep over his death? Probably not... and in truth, neither would I. But i can certianly understand why a different person in that position WOULD want that. In fact... that kind of savage revenge, that "senseless" slaughter, seems almost justafied from the perspective of a person who's suffered so much.
Now before anyone attacks me for siding with the "evildoers" or anything assinine like that... allow me to repeat that i am not condoning what they did. I think it's horrible... it's a tragedy that that man had to suffer for the crimes of his corrupt, rotting, pantomime of a country. But i can truly comprehend the mindset of those Iraqis who did this. And it scares the shit out of me. Do we deserve this? Are we innocent? We are the supposedly proud citizens of a country who's foreign policy for the last four decades has been one of a sauntering fratboy... swinging his dick everywhere he goes. And not once have we cared about who we frapped in the process. I hear these troglodidic pundits on FOX news... and these jarhead "Patriots" explain the reason for the world's contempt for us as being one simple word: Jealousy. "They're jealous of us!!!" Yeah... the world is jealous of our plastic, mock-up culture... composed of collagen injections and botox parties. SUV's and soccer practice. Reality television and formulaic sitcoms. Perhaps the world really sees us as an overvalued, overprivelaged, overweight, undereducated, ignorany mass of goldfish who have absolutly everything... and only want more. Maybe it isnt jealousy... it's just pure disgust. Since the nice things we have... the plastic, the cars, the televisions... the money and the power... have all been forged from the blood of the expendable. We are a country with no culture... just television. We dont read... we dont think and we certianly dont learn. And you know what? I think we deserve what we get. I myself am ashamed to be an American. I hate bloodshed, i hate war. I hate ignorance and intolerance. I hate the human race. And i really hate Bush. Sorry... that just turned into a rant at the end. Anyway... down with the Catholic Church! Gnight. |
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| Once again... |
[May. 6th, 2004|04:28 pm] |
1) Time started: 4:28 PM
2) Name: Andrew
3) Nicknames: Ange, Penisboy (Dad's nickname) and Stinks.
4) School: None as of yet... still applying.
5) Screen names? Comradhaus, Feedmeurbabies and Ivanthecharming
6) Eyes: Hazel
7) Height: 5'9" ?
8) Siblings: None
9) Been so drunk you threw up? Yup.
10) Been so drunk you blacked out? Nope.
11) Ever cheated or been cheated on? Yes and yes.
12) Ever helped somebody else cheat? I wrote a Sonnet parody for my girlfriend as her final paper grade for her Shakespeare class... and i've helped other people cheat a million times. I'm one of those people who believes in cheating.
13) Missed school b/c it was raining?: My freshman year of college... we were rained out of class by hurricane floyd. We sat in Melissa's room and smoked cigarettes all day, listening to Dark Side of the Moon.
14) Set any body part on fire for amusement? Mine or someone elses? I actually convinced a guy to set a girl's hair on fire on the school bus when i was little. She flipped.
15) Kept a secret from everyone?: One or two.
16) Had an imaginary friend? Have an imaginary friend.
17) Wanted to hook up with a friend? Paul... Actually I've pretty much "hooked up" with anyone who gave me the chance... i was a whore.
18) Cried during a Flick: Oh dear god I cry over Simpsons episodes.
19) Had a crush on a teacher: I openly hit on Ms Moser in high school. she wanted me.
20) Ever thought an animated character was hot? I watch Anime... you figure it out.
21) Ever at anytime owned a New Kids on the Block tape? Matt did... i didnt.
22) Menudo? Nope.
23) Prank called someone: HA HA HA HA... yeah.
24) Do you like rain: My favorite weather. Sunshine fucking sucks.
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25) Shampoo: Whatever is in Merissa's shower... that or Prell.
26) Body wash: I have no idea...
27) Colors: Black
28) Day/Night: Night by far
29) Summer/Winter: Winter
30) Online Smiley: oooooooooooooookay... i dont know what that means.
31) Lace or satin: Satin i guess...
32) Flavor shake: Chocolate anywhere but McDonalds... that's gotta be vanilla.
33) Book: Sirens of Titan, Galapagos, Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, Chronicles of Narnia, The Time Machine, Paradise Lost, Titus Andronicus, Othello, The Dutchess of Malfi, King Lear... lots more.
34) Like anyone: Well I'm kinda fond of my girlfriend.
35) Known the longest of your friends: Matt doesnt count because he's my cousin... so Paul.
36) Who's the loudest of your friends? Matt, no contest.
37) Who's the shyest: Paul's not really shy... but he's the quietest.
38) Who do you go to for advice? Everyone.
39) Who do you get the most surveys from? Cork i guess.
40) Who do you cry with: Whomever is with me while watching a movie.
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41) Cried: Yup.
42) Cut your hair: Uuh... no.
43) Worn a skirt: Yes actually...
44) Been mean: Of course.
45) Been Sarcastic: Always.
47) Talked to someone you have a crush on? I dont have crushes.
48) Threw up? I havent thrown up in over two years.
49) Hugged someone: Yes.
50) Fought with your parents: I dont fight with my Dad.
51) Wished upon a star: You cant be serious...
52) Laughed until you cried: Not in a bit actually...
53) Played Truth or Dare: Nope.
54) Watched a sunrise/sunset: I dont go to bed until six AM
55) Went to the beach at night: No
56) Drank: I'll have a drink here and there... but not to the point of intoxication.
57) Read a book for fun?: Why else read a book?
58) Ate a meal: If i didnt eat a meal in the past two weeks, I'd be dead.
59) Are you lonely?: Nope.
60) Are you happy: Moreso than i've been in a while...
61) Are you talking to someone online: Not at the moment no.
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62) Fate, Love at first sight and all that? No, that's just stupid.
63) Love: Sure.
64) The Closet Monster: I never believed in that... i believed that Skeletor lived under my bed though.
65) The Big Bang Theory: It's certianly more reasonable than God... so yep.
66) Heaven/Hell: Nothing more ridiculous than Religious Eschatology.
67) Superstitions: Nope.
...........About You............
68) What is your full name?: Andrew Joseph Peter Tupac Panebianco
69) Who named you?: Mom and Dad...
70) Backstreet Boys or N Sync?: Neither.
71) When was the last time you showered?: Two days ago.
72) Who do you have a crush/crushes on? None.
74) What was the the last thing that you said online: Probably some derivation of "Bye"
75) What is right next to you? A bowl of rice.
76) What is your computer desk made out of: Wood.
77) What was the last thing that you ate? Rice and salad.
78) What is your favorite state?: Probably Jersey... just to be obstinant.
79) Where do you want to go on your honeymoon? Madagascar, Japan or Ireland.
82) How's the weather right now: Deplorably sunny.
83) What did you do last night?: My girlfriend.
84) What's the best thing of the opposite sex?: I'll let you know when I find out.
85) Are you a virgin? Not in the slightest.
86) Do you smoke pot? From time to time.
87) How do YOU eat an Oreo?: Dunk it in milk until the cookie under my pinched fingers begins to desolve... then the cookie is softer than the cream... and is henceforth ready for consumption.
88) All-time favorite tv show?: Toss up between the Simpsons, Frasier, Family Guy or Cosby Show.
89) Do you like this quiz: It's a little disappointing actually.
90) If you could be a kid again, would you take the chance? No... I cant stand being around kids.
91) What do you want to be when you grow up: Great.
92) What are your future goals? Publish, aquire wealth, marry, have a son... and mold him into my image. Because I actually am arrogant enough to believe that the world will be better with another me.
93) Current music? Bowie.
95) Favorite movies?: Ran, Big Lebowski, Casablanca, Ghostbusters, Spaceballs, Seven Samurai, Big Trouble in Little China, The Royal Tennenbaums, Empire Strikes Back, GATTACA, Indiana Jones 1 and 3... the list really is endless.
96) Favorite basketball team? I hate basketball.
97) Least favorite time of the year: Summer.
98) Do you like to dance? Not really.
99) Fast or slow?: I'd prefer to be left alone to be honest.
100) Are you too shy to ask someone out? Depends on the person.
101) Did you notice that number 90 was missing? It's not missing.
102) If you could change your name, what would it be? Alistor, Grey, Martin, Simon, Hephestus or Darwin... And I'm being entirely serious. I want a football player's name. Only i'll spell it correctly.
103) Do you sleep with a stuffed animal?: I used to...
104) Have you ever been in love?: Twice.
105) What will your first son's name be?: Grey
106) First daughter?: Claire
107) Favorite drink: Fresca I guess
108) Sunset or sunrise: Sunset.
110) Lust or Love? Depends on the situation.
111) Do you consider cheerleading a sport?: Not even in the slightest.
112) Do you want your friends to do this survey? I dont care.
113) Time done? 5:22 PM |
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| Cant sleep... so here's some shitty Japanese poetry |
[Apr. 30th, 2004|03:51 am] |
Well... i have work at ten in the morning... which isnt so bad... but it's four in the morning now. I have to be up in five hours. I cant sleep... im bored... so here's a shitty haiku:
Springtime evening calm,
Fireflys flutter madly,
Bounding orange stars.
See? I told you... Anyway... what's new? Nothing much. I'm applying to SJU... Woo!!! Who cares about their basketball team?!?!?! Not me!!! Yeah. So the world is still insane, im still ten times smarter than most people I meet... the girl at palace with the dark hair and the pretty face is dating the rockstar cunt guy. Merissa and I are still happy for some reason... Meh i guess. I dont have much to say. I wish i had one of those surveys to fill out... but i cant find any. I wish someone could send me a site. PLEASE!!!! THEY'RE LIKE HEROIN!!!! Yeah. Okay.. crappy Haiku is out of the way... im off to bed. Here's a haiku goodbye:
Midnight moon waning,
Must wait tables tomorrow,
I wish I were black. |
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| "That's the Whisper-Quiet, Spinning Spike Railing!" |
[Apr. 24th, 2004|03:11 am] |
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So i have a shitty weekend ahead of me... I have to be at work by eleven today... to work a double, wich will most likely stretch till about one thirty in the morning... THEN i have to be at work by eight to work brunch... which will probably stretch till four. HOT DIGGITY DOG. Meh... it should cash out well for me in the end though. I watched the Iron Chef thing between Bobby Flay and Sakai tonight... Sakai got jobbed. Flay's dishes were NOTHING compared to Sakai's. Fuck Bobby Flay... that New York state of mind asshole. Further reason to hate New York = Bobby Flay. Fucking arrogant skidmark of a human being. I can take some consolation in the fact that Sakai's loss is really due more to the unevolved palate and lack of sophistication of the judges... rather than a deficiency in his dishes. Sakai knows that he won... I know that he won... Bobby Flay's convinced that he's great... so all fits well in the world. So what else? Grad School apps are flooding in... St Joes is next... then Rutgers... WCU has my stuff... and will get back to me soon. I'd MUCH rather go to St Joes again... simply out of geographical convenience... which i realize isnt a particularly good reason for choosing a Graduate program... but fuck it... i'm getting a PhD. I'm smrt... ha ha ha. Anyway. So what's new... nothing. Sakai got royally jobbed... christianity is still innane. America is still populated with Eloi... I'm still too smart for this truck stop of a country. I cant sleep. DAMN MY CIRCADIAN RYTHEM... i cant spell. And I was an English major!!! Thanks spellcheck! Anyway... i'm off to bed... Gnight. Oh and by the way... be sure to check out the pantload who left an anonomyous zinger on one of my posts. I love it when people make faceless attacks at others... especially when it's me. Gnight! George Lucas sucks, JK Rowling rocks... Jesus is a sham... McCain for president! |
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| Natural Selection |
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Why must Natural Selection be such a slow process? Why cant there just be the occasional Eugenic Wave... aimed specifically at those too worthless to live? I realize that worthlessness is a subjective thing... but arent there some exceptions? Can there be please? Because I am really quite tired of having to share my air with some of the people i see. I am too tired to write a full rant tonight... so i'll end this (and begin my new survey thing) with this final line. If anyone else tells me how impressive the Passion is... or explains how it has revitalized their faith... i am going to fucking snap. It's bad enough that they're Christian... but they have to have horrible taste in film too? Man oh man i'm waiting for my owl... COMEOOOOON Hogwarts! Send me my owl... accept me... throw me into Gryffindor or Ravenclaw and let me just grow to the Auror i should be. (Sigh). Ta ta... |
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| I've been waiting for you obi-wan |
[Apr. 13th, 2004|01:04 am] |
I'm pathetic...
1. Who are you? I'm Andrew
2. What are the 3 most important things everyone should know about you? I refuse to answer this question. If people cant pick up on the three most important things about me without me telling them then i am a dismal failure as a human being.
3. When you aren't filling out 5,000 question surveys like this one what are you doing? Reading, TV, Movies, Girlfriend, Videogames.
4. List your classes in school from the ones you like the most to the ones you like the least. Anything dealing with Humanities or the Abstract: English, Philosophy, History, Sociology... i have no need for science and math. Who wants to ask questions that have answers?
5. What is your biggest goal for this year? Grad school
6. Where will you be in 5 years? I'll let you know when i get there
7. What do you want to be when you grow up? Great.
8. Are you more child-like or childish? Depends on the situation...
9. What is the last thing you said out loud? "Hi fat-shit kitty..." to my girlfriends fat-shit cat.
10. What song comes closest to how you feel about your life right now? "Purple Haze"
11. Have you ever taken a martial arts class? Yeah... for quite a long time...
12. Does your life tend to get better or worse or does it just stay the same? Lately my life has been absolutly stagnant.
13. Does time really heal all wounds? Emotional... not physical... curing a gunshot wound with time is just plain irresponsable.
14. How do you handle a rainy day? I honestly prefer the rain to sunlight... sunlight is so vapid and... well... apparant. Rain has character.
15. Which is worse...losing your luggage or having to sort out tangled holiday lights? Luggage... xmas lights are cheaper to relpace.
16. How is your relationship with your parents? I've answered this in other surveys.
17. Do you tend to be aware of what is going on around you? I think so... but if i werent... how could i tell you either way?
18. What is the truest thing that you know? That i know nothing.
19. What do you want your life to be like, as the future takes clearer shape? A samurai movie.
20. Have you ever been given a second chance? Yes... by girls, friends, family and the police...
21. Are you more of a giver or a taker? Depends on the situation...
22. Do you make your decisions with an open heart? Depends on the situation...
23. What is the most physically painful thing that has ever happened to you? I was once stabbed in the stomach during a knife fight... in the moments before i went into shock, i felt pain that redefined sensation.
24. What is the most emotionally painful thing that has ever happened to you? I said goodbye to my cancer-ridden mom at the age of sixteen... while she layed in a hospital bed drugged out of her mind, filled with hoses and stuff... and her eyes rolled back into her head.
25. Who have you hugged today? Dad, dog, cat, girlfriend.
26. Who has done something today to show they care about you? Dad, dog, cat, girlfriend.
27. Do you have a lot to learn? I always will... learning should never EVER stop.
28. If you could learn how to do three things just by wishing and not by working what would they be? To speak Japanese, to play the piano and to speak German... everthing else i want to do myself.
29. Which do you remember the longest: what other people say, what other people do or how other people make you feel? I have no idea... sorry
30. What are the key ingredients to having a good relationship? Trust, love (duh), lack of ego, evolving sexlife, and you have to be friends...
31. What 3 things do you want to do before you die? See Japan, See Madagascar, be great.
32. what three things would you want to die to avoid doing? this is a good one... Watching a loved one die in my place, being tortured, getting a terminal disease.
33. Is there a cause you believe in more than any other cause? Yeah... decency.
34. What does each decade make you think of:
The 19..
20's: Flappers... those friggin cunts.
30's: America not doing dick in Europe...
40's: WW2
50's: The simultaneous birth of Suburbia and death of Cutlure in America
60's: Great music, lots of drugs, hippies acting like dickheads, Vietnam... bad American mojo...
70's: Great music, different drugs, more bad American mojo...
80's: GREAT MUSIC (in a terrible sort of way... except for Prince who rocks) and horrible American mojo.
90's: A nation without even a trace of culture, art or vision.
2000: The wholesale department store decade that specializes in Designer Imposter decades sold via clothes, music and television... marketing the image, but never the soul. I hate this country. But i hate the people more...
35. Which decade do you feel you belong in and why? Any decade... on another planet.
36. What is your favorite oldie/classic rock song? Ziggie Stardust or Space Oddity
37. If you could say any sentence to the president of the usa what would it be? You are the most American President I have ever met... and it makes me so sad i think im going to cry.
38. What's your favorite tv channel to watch in the middle of the night? Tech TV
39. What Disney villain are you the most like and why? Um... i have no idea... Sir Hiss from Robin Hood... ssssnakes dont walk they slither... ssslither...
40. Have you ever been a girlscout/boyscout?... no... no thank you.
41. If you were travelling to another continent would you rather fly or take a boat? Fly...
42. Why is the sky blue during the day and black at night? Fucking sunlight?
43. What does your name mean? Manly and brave... what a total fucking misnomer.
44. Would you rather explore the deeps of the ocean or outerspace? Outerspace.
45. Word association
what's the first word that comes to mind when you see the word:
air: face
meat: slap
different: strokes... hahaha
pink: hue
deserve: denegrate
white: wine
elvis: costello
cilantro: orange peel
heart: attack
clash: of the titans
pulp: 'o'rama... I HAVE NO IDEA WHY I THOUGHT OF THESE THINGS... BUT THAT'S WHAT I THOUGHT.
46. If you could meet any person who is dead and famous who would you want it to be? Oscar Wilde...
47. What if you could meet anyone alive and famous? Kurt Vonnegut... or Keira Knightly...
48. Is there a movie that you love so much you could watch it everyday? Star Wars 4-6 and Dr Strangelove
49. You are going to be stuck alone in an elevator for a week. What do you bring to do? Books, sketchpaper, pencils and a pillow.
50. Have you ever saved someone's life or had your life saved? I saved Mrs. Hunt's life in sixth grade when she went into diabetic shock... she gave me a C for the year... i should have let the fucking twat die.
52. What was the last thing you made with your own hands? A mess on my chest.
53. What was your favorite toy as a child? I had the coolest toy .45 handgun that looked SO REAL...
54. How many tv's are in your house? six
55. What is your favorite thing to do outside? walk inside...
56. How do you feel when you see a rainbow? apathetic...
57. Have you ever dreamt a dream that came true? i dont remember most of my dreams...and if the ones i remembered came true...then the world would be a VERY different place believe me...
58. Have you ever been to a psychic/tarot reader? Some fat indian lady read my palm once...
59. What is your idea of paradise? Traveling the universe with my loved ones... discovering new things... and fighting for a REAL cause... not anything stupid or meaningless like patriotism or god.
60. Do you believe in heaven and if so what is it like? No... not at all.
61. Do you believe in Hell? nope... i think it's a scare tactic.
62. What one thing have you done that most people haven't? Read Battlefield Earth
63. What is the kindest thing you have ever done? I dont know... i've actually done a lot of kind things...
64. Are you a patient person? Not really...
65. What holiday should exist but doesn't? Daydreaming Day.
66. What holiday shouldn't exist but does? Christmas, Easter, President's Day, SECRETARY'S DAY, Bring your son/daughter to work day (not a holiday i realize but stupid nonetheless), St. Patrick's Day, Valentines day... fuck it... everything except for Father's Day, Mother's Day and Memorial/Veteran's Day.
67. What's the best joke you ever heard? What was Helen Keller's dog's name?
68. Where is the most fun place you have been to? Tie between Italy, England and New Orleans... all fun in different ways.
69. Is your hair it's natural color? Yes it is.
71. What is under your bed right now? Some trash probably... and a simpsons chess set for some reason.
72. If you were in the land of oz would you want to live there or go home? go home...
73. If you drive do you frequently speed? oh yes...
74. What is the world's best song to dance to? Golden Years by David Bowie |
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Okay... nasty business out of the way first. I didnt get into temple. Bah. Upon hearing this, April Lindner... my Creative Writing professor from SJU wrote me an email telling me to keep the faith and that they were a bunch of dicks. As luck would have it... Temple halved the ammount of students they were accepting for fiction this year... due to the sudden death of one of their TWO fiction professors. Just my fucking luck... this prick dies and stacks the odds just right... as though my chances werent precarious enough, this DILDO had to go and DIE. Why does everything horrible happen to me? Wow... do i sound like a lot of girls you all know, or what? Actually it is a true shame that this joker went and croaked... he probably had a family.... but still... fuck him. After i got the news i started searching a bit more and found that a few new doors stood ready to be slammed in my face... after i send in my 50 dollar application fee that is... In truth i should remain positive... i have a reasonably famous poet pulling for me because she loves how i write... maybe a little faith is in order. But hey... faith is for the stupid. That's right i said it. Fuck the faithful. I'm really not that upset about temple... i had been preparing myself for it since january... and the fact that my chances dipped tremendously after that guy kicked, spared my ego a bit. I now have a reason, other than a total lack of talent, to blame for my not being an Owl. Meh. Work's going well... i enjoy it more than i've enjoyed any other service job... and the money's nice too... i average about 150-160 a night. Still... i fucking hate people... so serving them food and drink, sans poison, is a bit of a strain on my psyche. Ho hum. Im not really in the mood to rant tonight, since i really want to get back to my Dennett book that i havent touched in DAYS. So yeah... im off. Ta ta for tonight... I'll be back to insult the random later. Gnight. |
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| Whirrrr... crunch, crackle, crack... |
[Apr. 6th, 2004|02:22 am] |
I just watched Michael Baden saw a person's ribcage off... this is so fascinating. Oh my god look at all the blood. I am typing this while watching my show... and Baden is wrist deep in some guy's chest... and there is blood everywhere. Which seems strange... shouldnt blood coagulate after death? There was just this huge pool of blood in this guys chest cavity. Anyway... I watched Hellboy tonight... it really is a fun movie. I had expected it to really blow... since it's about a deamon who works for the FBI... tirelessly campaigning against Nazis. That's right... they're back... in pog form. Anyway... movie was fun, Ron Pearlman is a great actor... selma blair needs it in the butt. I wrote a haiku... here it is.
Empty Pepsi can,
Shining reflected lamp-light,
Time to go downstairs.
I've decided to start writing haiku's to get myself writing every day. I realize that my haiku is really pretty stupid... Haikus are supposed to be snipits of pastoral scenes... nature transposed to three sparse lines. So here's a boring, crapass nature haiku.
Bitter midnight cold,
Rain falls horizontally,
Veiling morning dew.
I like the other one better. Meh... I'm a little stuck in about all of my stories. It's starting to drive me mad... not 'putting kitties into a pillowcase and bashing it on a table till it's red with blood' mad... more of an 'im gonna eat snickers till my eyes fall out' mad. Meh meh meh... im gonna read up on the new harry potter movie. I am really excited to see it. Hermione is hot... and the cast will be perfect. Why cant i be accepted to Hogwarts? Here's a question... if you were a hogwarts student... what branch of magic would you persue... what would you want to be when you graduate? I'd be an auror... and an animagus too... Matt said that my animal would be a timber wolf. I said I'd be a fox... or maybe a Fennic... because they're too fucking cute to live. They have giant ears... like big nachos. I'm going to include a picture of a fennic... go look at it. http://www.sazoo-aq.org/02meet/02sublinks/fennec.html
Go look at them... dont you just want to eat them? Bye. |
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| wow... |
[Apr. 5th, 2004|05:31 am] |
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Okay so I want to drill Morgan Webb just like anybody... but these friggin fanboys are fucking scary. There's a stream or whatever the fuck you call it on the Xplay message boards dedicated to "Morgan's Bellybutton." Wow... Now is Morgan Webb cute... damn straight. She's friggin lovely... but my god in heaven. I hate the fact that i say that... im an athiest... i guess i could just say My Entropy or My Mindless Automatic Structure of Design... but then someone would hear me say the word design and then assume that i meant that God had designed it... but they misinterpret because they're fucking stupid and dont understand that design can design itself... that's the point of calling it mindless... to show that there is no greater mind directing the design that runs this fucking universe... and that it fell into place by the forces and energies that unite it... Evolution is a design... yes... but it isnt controlled... God didnt flip a fucking switch. It took MILLIONS OF YEARS... BILLIONS OF YEARS.... BILLIONS!!!! Goddamn Christians... pissing me off. And you goddamn fucking Isreali Jews... JESUS CHRIST (did it again chaosdammit) AREAL SHARON... WOULD YOU KNOCK IT OFF PLEASE???? Sharon has marked Arafat for assination... it is time to gut this fat fucking moron. I'm no Arafan (that was cute admit it...) but honestly... assination? I dont think so. I say we fuel their war with weapons and PCP... let all those children wipe eachother out... i'm tired of caring. I want so much to believe that there can be peace between people... but it wont happen... because people are so fucking blind and stupid. So you know what? Help them on their way... usher them into their apocalyptic nuclear flash... goddamn fucking children. Oh and by the way... The Passion... NOT A GOOD MOVIE!!! Sorry folks... it is average at best. Two hours of torture is bound to make you cry... it isnt much of a fucking feat. Slow motion and moody music for two hours straight will leave you shaken and battered... but it doesnt mean that you've had a religious experience... it means that Mel Gibson is out of his fucking mind. And it's not that i dont understand the purpose of the film... i know what Mel is driving at. By focusing on the suffering of Christ, rather than his teachings... he illuminates the Christian, and predominantly Catholic, concept of sacrifice. that Christ sacrificed himself for all of your sins (i dont believe in sin, so i dont owe him shit) and through his blood were we all baptised anew. I get it mel... I'm just not impressed. I think it's time to start bombing churches. Dear me this has gone for enough. These archaic rituals and silly superstitions are really starting to get on my fucking nerves. I have tried to be compromising... I have tried to live and let live. You konw what i'm met with? Scorn. Scorn by the faithful... asking me to honor their religion by allowing THEIR ten commandments on the walls of MY public schools... the institution of prayer in public school... MISSISSIPPI!!! They dont teach EVOLUTION in Mississippi. They're lightyears ahead of us in the science department. They're not too sure about the Earth's being round and all that either... They probably still have a little Geocentric Universe stiffy ferretting around in their pants too. First the churches... the Mississippi. I know that you can Annex land... just kindof usurp it... lower all the old flags and hoist up some new ones... so cant we reverse annex mississippi? Hell throw the whole fucking south in with it. Arkansas is the same damn thing. Do you think Arkansas developed its name from a bunch of inbred shitkickers who were run out of Kansas and wanted to find a new home... so they formed Arkansas? Sounds silly... but think about these mongoloids... IT'S ENTIRELY POSSIBLE... time to carpet bomb these areas. So what do we have? Christians, Jews, Isrealis, Palestineans, Areal Sharon, Arafat for good measure, Bush... because he's a cooze, the south. Throw the Pope, Tony Robins and Star Jones in and i'm a happy guy. Oh.. and anyone who really cares about the outcome of American Idol too... OOH OOH... and Madonna, and Lil Kim, and Pink, JUSTIN GUARINI or however you spell his fucking name that fucking flat-faced, prissy cunt. R Kelly, Jack Van Impe, Rexella Van Impe, Benny Hinn (Hinn not Hill... benny hill's special,) Cheney, Rice, Powell, Kerry, Dean, SHARPTON, white people who play the blues or sing in jazz bands... Dave matthews, that body is a wonderland fucker... that song is so fucking pompous i see blood when i hear it. Rupert Murdoch, Mickey Mouse, girls who LOVE Winnie the Pooh or any character on his show other than Eeyore... and that's just because his ass falls off... anyone who ever had sex with Siobahn Grahm because i wanted to bone her first. YAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH... Man i needed to get that out... so it was either type and post... or kill a homeless guy. I did both. Now to take a dump and go to bed. Gnight. |
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| Another Survey!!!! |
[Mar. 26th, 2004|12:59 am] |
Woo hoo!!! I ripped this off of Shayna's journal... and i didnt even have to speak to her!!! Win-win!!! Here we go..
1) using musical artists, spell your first name:
A - ABBA
N - Neu!
D - Depeche Mode
R - Radiohead
E - ELO
W - WHAM!!!
2) Have you ever had a song written about you? God I hope not... I hate music
3) What song makes you cry? "Raindrop Prelude" by Chopin
4) What song makes you happy? "Comeon Eileen" by Dexie's Midnight Runner
5) What do you like to listen to before bed? "Animals" by Pink Floyd or anything by Mogwai
8) First album you ever bought: "Monster" by REM... man was that a mistake...
9) Name a song that reminds you of someone and why: "Tower of Strength" Gene McDaniel... because there's only one Gene in my life... and he shares my adoration for that song... Gene... hee hee hee...
Appearance
HEIGHT: 5'9" ???
HAIR COLOR: Dark brown
SKIN COLOR: Pallid
EYE COLOR: Hazel with a touch of Grey... I stare into mirrors entirely too much
PIERCINGS: None
TATTOOS: Someday mabe
Right Now...
WHAT COLOR PANTS ARE YOU WEARING?: Blue jeans... I dont think i've washed them in a month... how sick is that?
WHAT SONG ARE YOU LISTENING TO?: None...
WHAT TASTE IS IN YOUR MOUTH?: Cigarettes
HOW ARE YOU?: Craptastic
Do You...
GET MOTION SICKNESS?: Nope
HAVE A BAD HABIT?: I dont consider any of my bad habits to be bad... so no.
GET ALONG WITH YOUR PARENTS?: Mom's dead so she doesnt count... but my Dad's one of my best friends... he's super...
LIKE TO DRIVE?: Love to drive.
Favorites
TV SHOW: Six Feet Under, Daily Show and Simpsons
CONDITIONER: Go eat grapes till you die
BOOK: Not enough room in all of cyberspace for me to answer that question.
MAGAZINE: National Geographic
NON-ALCOHOLIC DRINK: Fresca
THING TO DO ON THE WEEKEND: Movie w/ friends, coffee with friends, Merissa... nyuk nyuk nyuk...
BAND OR GROUP or SINGER or RAPPER: OH I JUST LOVE THAT GHOSTFACE KILLA... HE'S SO TALENTED... actually he's a talentless mongrel like all rappers... I stick with classic rock and what i call Crescendo Rock... Mogwai, Yume, Godspeed and Tarentel... you know... depressing moody shit. That and 80's music... DEPECHE MODE ROCKS!!!
Have You...
BROKEN THE LAW: Does shooting passing cars with a paintball gun count? God Marc Rossi is so fucking stupid.
RAN AWAY FROM HOME: Nope... but i can hear San Fran calling my name... it has a lisp... go figure...
SNUCK OUT OF THE HOUSE: I never really had a curfew... so i guess not... i never had the need.
EVER GONE SKINNY DIPPING: why would i want to share my misfortune with the world?
MADE A PRANK PHONE CALL: Yeah... death threat... chalk that up to lawbreaking... sex is good paul... sex is good...
EVER TIPPED OVER A PORTA POTTY: Winner of the "Most Random Question of the Year" contest...
USED YOUR PARENTS' CREDIT CARD BEFORE: not unless they told me i could.
SKIPPED SCHOOL BEFORE: A few times in high school... on a regular basis in college... GOD i miss college
FELL ASLEEP IN THE SHOWER/BATH: nope... i dont bathe
BEEN IN A SCHOOL PLAY: I was actually the understudy to that fruity superstar kid... everyone was goading me to do theater... and there was always the chance that i could get a look at Florida and Texas... i lasted about five days before i ended up insulting someone... i never did it again. Theater people are so blisteringly stupid and immature... it's time to start stabbing these people.
LET A FRIEND CRY ON YOUR SHOULDER: I take it you've never met Sean Hur?
Love
Girlfriend/boyfriend: Yup
SEXUALITY: Straight... unless David rings my bell... cause i'll ring the shit out of his...
CHILDREN: I hate children... hopefully I'll love mine when my wife shits him out.
CURRENT CRUSH: Morgan Webb and Keira Knightly... oh and Emma Watson... she's 14... I'm going to hell.
BEEN IN LOVE?: Twice
HAD A HARD TIME GETTING OVER SOMEONE: HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA...
BEEN HURT?: I date women... no answer necessary
YOUR GREATEST REGRET: wasting time
GONE OUT WITH A SOMEONE YOU ONLY KNEW FOR THREE DAYS: I had only acknowledged Emily Capone's existence for three days before i let her play with my knob... boy was that a waste of skin cells.... |
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| 21st March |
[Mar. 21st, 2004|04:56 pm] |
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How do you commit the perfect murder? I ask this out of hypothetical curiosity... and practical need... because some people are just too goddamn annoying to live. And rather than waiting for them to off themselves... i'd rather absorb the grim satisfaction of killing them myself. |
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