So exciting. I’m still suffering from 90s nostalgia brought on by getting a box-set of the entire series last Christmas, so this may just satisfy it.
Of course, they’ve been saying there’ll be another X-Files films for years.
when one eight becomes two zeros
So exciting. I’m still suffering from 90s nostalgia brought on by getting a box-set of the entire series last Christmas, so this may just satisfy it.
Of course, they’ve been saying there’ll be another X-Files films for years.
Went a bit mad last week and ordered a bunch of DVDs, most of which arrived yesterday. Last night I watched A for Andromeda, which was really good. It’s a remake of a sixties tv series of the same name condensed down into one episode/tvmovie. I’ve not seen the original and I know that a number of changes have been made from the original, but I enjoyed this production.
The idea of an alien civilisation sending us the instructions to build a computer which is then found to be able to potentially save lives and bring us everything we could dream of is an interesting one and the question of whether we should blindly do what we are told and not question why they might be doing it is something that is addressed in the film. Although, of course, we never find out in “A for Andromeda” why (other than to destroy humanity) the computer design is sent – it’s suggested that it might be because this alien intelligence is looking for a new place to live as their current home is under some kind of threat.
The characters, especially John Fleming, all undergo some sort of transformation – with Professor Dawney and Dr Fleming swapping viewpoints. Initially Dr Fleming wants to keep working on his quantum computer and deciphering the message that they are being sent and Prof Dawney tells him to stop (or at least, passes on instructions from the powers that be). Then, when Prof Dawney is building Andromeda according to the instructions from the alien civilisation’s computer, Dr Fleming voices his doubts and misgivings and says that she should stop.
All in all, a good film. 🙂
The other day I went to see Shooter. It’s a fun action film with a dash of conspiracy. Also, nice to see that the easy romantic set-up between Swagger and Sarah wasn’t taken – the slight tension from her being the widow of his partner and him feeling responsible for his partner’s death was a nice touch and certainly the single-minded focus on revenge on Swagger’s part shouldn’t have allowed time for romance!
Another small point that I liked was Swagger always standing to attention when faced with any kind of authority – even vague authority, which he kind of mentions later on, saying something about being trained to follow orders.
I think I will probably go and see Next or Spiderman 3 next, but I’ve not really heard anything good about Spiderman and at least if Next is bad, it’ll be hilariously bad. Whereas Spiderman will be just… meh. I don’t remember seeing the other two films in the cinema. In fact, I don’t remember seeing the second film at all. I’ll probably just wait until it is on tv.
Every year, ever since I was born, my parents and I make a pilgrimage to Walsingham, in Norfolk.
Which is where we went today and while I was there, among other things, it occurred to me that I should make some kind of video tour of Walsingham and the shrines there. Partly to share with my family, who mostly live in other countries, but mostly to share with my friends – most of whom will probably never step foot in a church, let alone visit a Marian shrine!
Randomly, I seem to be unintentionally named after the woman who built the Holy House at Walsingham and my parents would take me there and make the pilgrimage in thanksgiving for my birth. And really, they still do. It’s just that I’m old enough to conciously appreciate going there and everything that goes on there.
So, I guess next year I shall be writing to the various people in charge of maintaining the Anglican and Catholic shrines there and asking if it’d be ok for me to video stuff there and if there are any areas that they would rather not have a camera poking around – certainly it’s a bit rude to be filming in the middle of Mass or while the sprinkling services is going on by the well and I wouldn’t dream of intruding while people are deep in prayer.
It’s certainly something to plan for and to do well in advance of my next trip there.
Brick is a really really great film. Yesterday I watched it twice in a row, the second time with the director and cast commentary, and today I’m watching it again.
It’s basically a detective story that happens to be smushed into an American high school setting; although I don’t remember there being much of the actual school showing up aside from a few hallways and the vice-principal’s office a couple of times. And while it hardly uses the kind of language that a typical teenager would use, it revolves entirely around the things that teenagers are taken up by; who hangs out with who, the cliques and circles that spring up in a community, love, lust, drugs, popularity, wanting to belong, the kind of single-minded obsession with someone that you can only get when you’re young.
In some ways, this films reminds me of 8mm. Maybe it’s the way that it’s shot more than the general investigating a death theme. Although Nicholas Cage’s character in that film has more to lose than Joseph Gordon-Levitt’s character, Brendan, does in this one – he has no friends, no family that you ever see (though they must be there) and in fact, I think all he does have is his dead ex-girlfriend. Who’s dead, of course.
Incidentally, while the way that this film is shot reminds me of 8mm, Brick is shot really beautifully. I could just watch this with the sound off and enjoy the composition of the scenes. I could watch single frames in random orders and I would still enjoy it. I could take screencaps and put the stills in a frame and hang them on my wall and it would work well. I would love to see this turned into a sketchy animated film too, because I think that visually that would look cool too. With a stick-figure Brendan mooching about and angry stick-figure Tug beating him occassionally. That kind of thing.
This next bit really goes after that last part of this entry, but that bit kinda spoilers things and well, this doesn’t really. Mmm coherency. Anyway, one of the other things I noticed when I first watched this film is that, at any point during it, there barely more than two speaking characters in a scene. That and the entire film follows Brendan, the main character, and his point of view – though without being able to hear his thoughts, like you might in a book, he always knows more than the viewer. Or at least, more than I do about how everything interconnects and works out. Then all is revealed with the exposition at the end, like he’s Hercule Poirot or Sherlock Holmes. But I guess that’s just the nature of the genre really.
Also, the glasses & glasses case thing kind of works like the cigarette and cigerette packet seems to in a traditional detective film.
What follows may spoil the film for you (even though it doesn’t entirely have much to do with the actual film), so I’ve cut it from the main blog page. Click below to see it.
Continue reading “Brick”
So at some point, I should really expand on the static pages on the blog (rather than the blog entries that flow out onto the keyboard fairly well).
Then there’s drawing a list of all the bits and pieces on the other various sites I have that I want to update or alter. And then there’s making little notes like this to trying and get me to remember to do it when I have a moment that isn’t bedtime.
First thing to do I guess, is a big fat masterlist of the things I want to do on each of my sites in no particular order. Then I can just work down the list one thing at a time and add new things on to the bottom. 🙂
Here’s to getting around to updating and not forgetting Web 1.0 when drowning in Web 2.0. 😉
On Wednesday I went to see Paolo Nutini with my dad. It was pretty fun. The first support was some woman that I don’t know the name of and her songs weren’t that memorable other than me thinking that “well, at least she can sing.” The second support were a band called “Ghosts” which I only know because it was on their drum kit and the singer said it a whole bunch of times along with “This is a song called Ghosts. Like us.” They were more or less an indie-rock Duran Duran lite. Although when they came on stage some kid next to me exclaimed “OH NO! They’re EMOS!”
Which is an easy mistake to make with the hair and the clothes and the mooching.
Paolo Nutini was Paolo Nutini. Considering he’s only got the one album, (and I think Ghosts have just the one album too) he managed to make it last a pretty long time. There was a cover of “I wanna be like you” from the Jungle Book in there and for some reason I remember a Radiohead cover but that one might have been a hallucination. Ghosts did a couple of covers too – there was that Pussycat Dolls song and some song from some band that must be fairly popular at the moment, but because I don’t listen to radio one or capital and rarely get the chance to listen to xfm anymore…. i had no idea what it was.
😀
Anyway, my OU course starts this week and I’ve checked that the software I got sent in the post all works fine. Just gotta get on with the reading now, which theoretically shouldn’t be too hard. However spending most of the day at work has severely impeded my aimless loitering time, which is when I use to fit in the whole reading for fun and profit malarkey. At least now that the days are getting longer, I’ll be waking up even earlier and be able to get some reading time in then. It’s times like this when I miss dial-up – I used to keep a stack of books next to the computer back in the day so I’d have something to do while pages were loading. Now… the waiting time is gone and I kind of miss it.
Mmm nostalgia.
There’s some kind of Star Wars thing going on somewhere in London in a couple of weeks so really, if I want to go check it out, I guess I should find out what is actually happening with it.
On Saturday my mum and I went to see “Becoming Jane”, the film about Jane Austen. I think the general consensus from the rest of the cinema-goers was that it started off fairly slowly, which I didn’t really notice. Mostly, it was an ok film. I probably wouldn’t have gone to see it if my mum hadn’t have wanted to go and would have waited till it was on tv.
Sunday was Mother’s day, so there was presents and breakfast in bed for my mum. In the afternoon I was helping to run my local church’s confirmation class. So far, it looks like the classes will probably cover more of the actual theological stuff to do with confirmation than the classes I had did and will also touch on some of the other stuff that comes with making your own decisions and being an adult and that. The kids however, are all typical 14-year olds for the most part. 😉
Iran condemns Hollywood war epic
But Iranian culture was strong enough to withstand the assault, Mr Shamaqdari insisted.
“American cultural officials thought they could get mental satisfaction by plundering Iran’s historic past and insulting this civilization,” he said.
“Following the Islamic Revolution in Iran, Hollywood and cultural authorities in the US initiated studies to figure out how to attack Iranian culture.
Apart from the bit where the film is based on a graphic novel right?
That’s what I get asked a lot. Especially when people first discover I’m an only child and they’re perhaps a generation older than me.
 Lately, I’ve discovered that I miss spending time on my own and I’ve really noticed it since actually having a 9 to 5.30ish job. I spend most of the day with a bunch of people in an office and answering phones and stuff. In the evenings, I then have to spend time with my parents interacting and stuff.
 Which is all quite strange for someone who has been able to spend vast amounts of time on her own over the last 4 years while at university. And has always quite liked spending time alone, or at least, not talking to anyone.
The answer is no, by the way, to the question in the title. I’ve been too used to being on my own for as long as I can remember.