Monday, May 30, 2005
As Joss Whedon might have said, "Unto each generation an Oasis is born"
Also, this weekend rte was showing Frequency at the same time that BBC3 were showing Pulp Fiction and it prompted me to remember some of guilty pleasure movies that I will happy stop changing channels for and just drop into no matter where in the movie we find ourselves.
The idea is cool and I feel consistent enough for sci-fi but it’s really just a McGuffin for the father son interaction which in part makes this so good.
The American President
Power! And I’ve got something for a thing for Annette Bening. It's not a big thing, though it does get bigger when I watch this!
Late for Dinner
I was in Japan when I saw this and I seem to recall being quite broody. Which was odd enough in itself. I really suspect it was the feeling of lost time that hit me most, the loss of loved ones through being absent is quite odd.
Field of Dreams
More Father and Son happiness coupled with the oddness of marriage and adult responsibility. Also, Amy Madigan as the feisty, take no prisoners Annie Kinsella.
Annie Kinsella Terence Mann was a voice of reason during a time of great madness. Where others were chanting, "Burn, baby burn", he coined the phrase, "Make love, not war". I cherished every one of his books, and I dearly wish he had written some more. And if you experienced even a little bit of the sixties, you would understand.
Beulah: [indignantly] I *experienced* the sixties.
Annie Kinsella: No, I think you had two fifties and moved right into the seventies.
Bring it on
Cheerleaders! Faith, Glory, Spiderman’s girlfriend! What more could you ask for? Even More Cheerleaders!
The sunglasses, the subtext, that fight! Sadly, too many people on Indymedia actually think the elite are this organised to really be bothered to do anything about social justice.
Below are others that have a similar effect on me but which are less likely to be considered such guilty pleasures by others by virtue of they are
And with the "limber" Helena Bonham Carter.
The Big Sleep
Dames, and a plot that can make your neck ache if you don't pay enough attention but with a young Lauren Bacall who wouldn't be paying attention.
Just the opening showed it was all back on form. Up there as one of the best Bond's ever.
The Maltese Falcon
Dialogue so sharp you could shave with it the following morning. Dames so untrustworthy, you'd go to the bathroom after relations to check and make sure they hadn't removed anything in the process. Bad guys so sleazy, it was hard to imagine their hats didn't slide off their heads. And the ultimate McGuffin.
The sands of Io Jima! And typical the fight between the ladies involves Prosthetics.
Gone with the Wind
The scope, the clothes, and Vivien Liegh. Elegant, haughty but naughty too. A force of will like a storm at sea.
The Big Lebowski
The dude abides! hmm.... I've not bowled in a while.
Wednesday, May 25, 2005
I've always had a thing, since secondary school as it happens, about
getting some type of projector device that doesn't need a screen. My personal
idea was some system that magnetized the individual water vapour in the air
and reshaped them such that they would each act as a prism for daylight.
OK, it was a bit sci-fi. I was thinking about it again yesterday evening when
looking at my phone and how small the screen is and later on did a quick google
and found this
In the mean time I wonder if I could afford one of
Ah well, there is always Vagsec Industries....!
Friday, May 20, 2005
Who would have thought it, talented, perhaps gifted, but some might say wasted it all away on creating a sound economy and being the seducer of unsound women, that and a tendency to be needy.
and were I a movie I'd be
Thursday, May 19, 2005
I've also decide to examine some of the places to drink or booze in Limerick . It will be very much a viewakance look at hostelries in the locality. The opinions will be irrational and sometimes even just totally wrong, take note of them at your peril!
Wednesday, May 18, 2005
I've been looking for a good pic of the Dog in Shibuya. Of course, the first time I went there I had been told by a friend to meet him at the Dog in Shibuya so I was looking, naturally enough I thought, for a pub called the Dog.
Not sure who she is but I'm not going to cut her out of the picture for chewing gum!
Tuesday, May 17, 2005
Other news is that the barbie at 205 has been me thoughts to testing the barbie at the back of our place. It is dangerous work but someone has to do it. Given the responding success I've had in organising things in the recent past, I'm not very confident that anyone will come if I do get it working.
Tuesday, May 10, 2005
And for our competition entrants, the attendant problems of birth are aging and birthdays (reminders of aging). A Batdan figure to all those who guessed correctly.
Sunday, May 08, 2005
One of the strangest thing about us all is that no one is quite as they seem to be. Oddly enough the biggest culprits we can find are ourselves, we lie to ourselves about who we are and how people see us. It's normally a harmless thing, though if you let it get out of hand you will start to see yourself as significant different to how you are. This differential (I'd call it a delta only there may be non-nerds reading this at some point) will lead only to pain of various types.
The really severe pain comes when reality clashes with this personal world view in some dramatic manner. Essentially, you suddenly realise that you are very far from this picture you have created of yourself. and you are attempting to do something that the real one has no hope of suceeding at. We can all get away with the occasional white lie to ourselves about who we are, but not really big whopper. Morever this is the case where other people are involved.
Along with this I should point out that I ascribe to the view put forward by the guide which is that "The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy also talks about love. It says: avoid it!"
Very, very true.
Friday, May 06, 2005
So, I had €4 on the LDs to get between 61-70 at 7-4 which is looking like a win, but Paddy's not paying out just yet.
Sadly, I had €8 on the LDs to get more than 70 at 15-8 which is a total loser. (Somewhat like me)
I'm not too confident about my €1 at 7-1 on the UUP to get 3 or more seats either.
Still on balance I'm up and I think my guess on p.ie was pretty accurate too.
Thursday, May 05, 2005
I normally prefer to take the advice of Marge Simpson and squish them all down in the box and never let them out. Long term it's not healthy but who is thinking long term these days. The other problem is that when they all come out at once like they have, the ones, that for want of something more descriptive and simple, I will say live on the dark side are so much stronger, enticing and just plain easier to access than the positive emotions. Anger, hate, rage, (not sure if rage is an emotion, but since it's here I'm not going to point that out to it) those guys can really carry an argument when they get going. And the other positive guys, who do they think they are anyway? The whole "Fear is the path to the dark side... fear leads to anger... anger leads to hate.. hate leads to suffering." misses the crucial point of what is it that causes fear, huh? I'll tell ya, it's those lazy positive emotions that's who. Yeah. Those guys will undermine you everytime. You're going along ( I wrote alone first instead of along, what would Freud make of that!) all fine and dandy and suddenly the presence of one of those positive guys or better yet being reminded of the absence of one of them will knock you for six and before you know it, you're afraid you'll never experience another positive emotion. Oh yeah, you betcha! It's all love's fault. I'm blame love, down with love.
It's the dark side for me, oh yes. Better outfits too.
I'll leave the last word to her blondy goodness.
"We all need help with our feelings. Otherwise we bottle them up, and before you know it, powerful laxatives are involved. I really believe if we all reach out to one another we can beat this thing. I'm always here if you need a hug, but not a real hug! Because there's no touching, this school is sensitive to wrong touching."
Of course, it wasn't even she that said it. It's nonetheless kinda true.
And she did say this. or part of it." Who are you?"
" Let's just say I'm a friend."
" Well, maybe I don't want a friend."
" I didn't say I was yours."
never were truer words spoken. Keep your friends close and your enemies closer, the rest you could avoid if at all possible. It's all just a matter of working out who you can trust to be which.
Tomorrow, I might prefer the heroic answer which is….
If someone asks for it I’ll tell you. Otherwise, it is best left to the imagination . Which is another ending idea too. you are left wondering what choice they make. Of course as the writer you really can't leave it unknown in your own head. It would drive me nuts not to know.
Here is the printed version of what seems on the surface to be similar to my idea.
The Time Travellers Wife
Steal my precious will ya, Ms. Niffenegger?
So, how does that affect my opinion of others? Well, it makes me incredibly aware of and sensitive to other people saying one thing and believing another. It is what I refer to as hypocrisy. I think there is a big difference between saying one thing and doing another even if you still believe in what you said, and saying one thing and doing the opposite because you never believed in it in the first place. The latter is truly hypocritical and the former is just plain old human weakness. In large part for that sole reason, I much prefer to surround myself with people that have beliefs and that are prepared to be consistent about them. As one expression goes, it is something that really gets my goat. I like to be in a position where I am able to trust other people in large part because I don’t entirely trust myself. And finding that trust or presumption of trust was misplaced ends up being a double blow, because the decision as to who to trust is mine and in making a mistake I’ve demonstrated to myself that I can’t trust my judgement. So, I have to mind what I say and do, and who I trust. After all who knows what I might say tomorrow.
Wednesday, May 04, 2005
And I'm quite annoyed about something, though I can't quite put my finger on why. Ok, I probably can but I'm not telling anyone likely to be reading this.
In other news.