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”

He’s a part-time punk

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. 😉

Paolo Nutini – Brixton 25th April 2007

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.

Last weekend…

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?

Don’t you wish you had a brother or sister?

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.

Gold and blue scarf

If you’ve found yourself here after googling a name label attached to a gold and blue vertically striped scarf, you have in fact come to the right place. It’s my scarf and I left it in the Cineworld on Broad Street in Birmingham last weekend.

Also, I  would quite like it back, thanks.

So, if you do have my scarf, drop me a comment and I’ll email you about it.

Saddam Hussein executed

From the BBC:

Saddam Hussein has been executed by hanging at a secure facility in northern Baghdad for crimes against humanity.

Iraqi TV said the execution took place just before 0600 local time (0300GMT). A representative of the prime minister and a Sunni Muslim cleric were present.


Saddam Hussein was led up onto the gallows platform and a dark piece of cloth placed around his neck, followed by the noose.

When the hangman stepped forward to put the hood over his head, Saddam Hussein made it clear he wanted to die without it.

The hanging itself was not broadcast.
Saddam Hussein’s rule

In pictures
The execution procedure took just a few minutes.

My first reaction is… that it’s all happened very quickly. Usually there are appeals and stuff and it takes ages before someone is executed.

I still don’t feel that execution is the right thing to do, for anyone, even someone like Saddam Hussein who has done so many terrible things.

US President George W Bush hailed the execution as “an important milestone” on the road to building an Iraqi democracy, but warned it would not end the deadly violence there.

I hope it’s not “an important milestone”. The rebuilding of Iraq shouldn’t be based on death and it’s not like his execution is actually going to magically solve the problems there. Argh. I don’t know. I don’t agree with the death penalty, but I don’t know what I would have done instead (well, apart from less of a shambles of a trial, less of a shambles of a war, less of a war). In some ways, I’m glad that I don’t have to make any of these kinds of decisions myself.