oh beauty

Feb. 20th, 2009 04:53 am
sinclair_furie: (Ten and Rose)
Rachel Getting Married is the most beautiful movie I've seen in a long time. It's incredibly sad, and at the same time so quietly sweet and hopeful.

I want to talk about how wonderful its portrayal of minor characters is, or the way it uses music, or how all the people and emotions in it are heartbreakingly real, but really, I can't do it justice. You should watch it. Now.

Ofelia

Aug. 26th, 2007 05:00 pm
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From William Gibson's blog: Not Quite Big Brother. But still creepy.

Speaking of creepy, I just watched Pan's Labyrinth. It was so very lovely, a rather scary adult interweaving of fairy tale and civil war. Neil Gaiman loved it too.

I am now filled with the sort of glow you can really only get from watching something beautiful die.
sinclair_furie: (sirus/james)
Yo dudes, so I finally read harrpahtter.

That's what I've taken to calling Deathly Hallows, which I borrowed from Tess and read today after I re-read The Sorcerer's Stone ♥.

Possibly because I was expecting it to be egregiously awful, I was pleasantly surprised. It wasn't that bad, relatively entertaining with moments of genuine awesome thrown in there (Dumbly and Grindy!). I also thought Hermione was pretty badass in terms of her magical skillz, which isn't something I had noticed in the other books, presumably because she was OMGEXAMS all the time. Oh, and I liked Harry using Unforgivables, but come now, disarming Voldy?

I thought the "Elder Wand Possession" thing was done somewhat inelegantly and I was weirded out to see that we had a Dumbly Explains it All moment even after his death. I'm v. confused on the inherent goodness or lack there of in Slytherins... yes? no? maybe? Also I was confused by the fate of the Malfoys, who were morally gray and clearly involved in evil despite their occasional wavering defections to the SIDE OF LIGHT.

Perhaps they set up a Truth and Reconciliation Commission?
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[livejournal.com profile] cheecheechee might be the most awesome person ever. Seriously. Tess, how I adore you!

I've borrowed a bunch of books and other assorted media from her and since our lovely tea party I have consumed a surprising number of them. Gregory Macguire's Confessions of an Ugly Stepsister, which was a bit of alright- fun and intriguing, but by no means mindblowing. Fables and Recollections and Brief Lives  from the Sandman series which were of course <333, though not the best in the series. And I just watched History Boys, which was ridiculously awesome.

Seriously. English schoolboys! Antics in the classroom! Sexy, young, morally ambiguous teachers! Poetry and literature! Inappropriate student-teacher relationships! YAY! My mother was rather scandalized by it and wrinkled her noise and said "These Brits... they have so many... homosexuals." I just laughed at her because of course schoolboy crushes are far more exciting than rampant homosexuality. Um, I have screencaps! If there is interest I will post them. :)
sinclair_furie: (Cedric on Crack)
Class in two days! Ah!
Um, the SuperBowl! They are watching it! Only, Kathy is asleep, Jose is fixing his bike and I'm eating grapes. Grapes, I tell you, they are the very grapes of WRATH.
Oh, I read Equus,by Peter Shaffer, which is rather amusing. I think it's meant to be watched- it would probably be pretty powerful. However, Harry Potter is in it and also, he will be naked.
Um, also read Freakonomics, which is awesome, and on Goldstein's recommendation am following it up with The Armchair Economist, which is also interesting though slightly more technical.
Oh, and I read You Are Not a Stranger Here by Adam Haslett, which was a very good albeit ridiculously depressing set of short stories on the recommendation of [livejournal.com profile] trinityofone. Leaves you feeling kind of empty afterwards, but totally worth it.
And since I seem to be doing a general A&E review, I have watched The Departed (most aptly titled movie EVER) and The Queen, both of which I enjoyed quite a lot. I also watched Little Miss Sunshine, which I didn't like because it was like this huge indie movie gimmick written specifically for its target audience. But lots of people like it, so I suppose you have to judge for yourself.
sinclair_furie: (Cedric on Crack)
So, Deepest Sender has taken it's own pretty time getting set up, OMG. Seriously, it's on version 0.7.7 now and I had to go all the way down to version 0.6.5 (which I had before) to get something that would install and NOT crash mozilla.
Um.
I was going to explain about how my 30 hour trip to Charlotte North Carolina (omg!) was actually not that bad, except for the bit where we were in La Guardia Airport and it was gross and all the food had copious amounts of oil or mayonnaise and I wanted to cry, but whatever.
I am now at my aunt's house, upstairs in my OWN ROOM which is a guest room, with really fast internet and my VERY SEXY LAPTOP which I love even though it has only 3 USB slots and no PS2 slots and also DID NOT COME WITH THE WINDOWS XP INSTALLATION CD. I shall complain to IBM about that, because wtf, I payed for XP so I should get a copy.
On the bright side, my aunt and my uncle and my cousin Linus are very cool. Especially my cousin, who at eight years of age is the only pre-adolescent child in the world that I like, probably. He's wonderfully bizarre and charming and by turns incredibly somber and hysterically giggling. Seriously. His current obsession is with surge protectors and various extension cords (he knows more about how to plug my laptop in than I do). He also enjoys taking videos of his feet and photographing sockets.
He used to like vents, before, and he makes me feel vaguely tempted to eventually settle down and have a child in the hope that mine is as entertaining.
Um. I'm going to forget about the wimsical bit of this entry and get to the pop culture reviews.
Ok, I watched Inside Man on the plane, which was the coolest psychological thriller/bank robbery/criminal movie ever. Also, Clive Owen <3. Seriously. Which puts it in that category with Syriana for cool drama like politicalesque thrilling things. I suspect Crash would also be there, but I've yet to watch it alas.
Today, I discovered the randomly cool fact that apparently Chuch Palahnuik is gay from Travis, which Wikipedia confirms. Which makes him even awesomeer for writing a book about sex addiction and choking on food and of course Fight Club.
Speaking of gay writers, I finally read something by David Sedaris, i.e. Me Talk Pretty One Day. It is quite possibly the funniest book ever. Easily the funniest non-fiction book I've ever read. Sedaris has a very healthy appreciation of how fucking absurd the world is, a wacky family and a past involving meth and performance art, so you know, you SHOULD READ IT RIGHT NOW.
Also, today I listened to NPR which made me giggle like none other. I mean, they play news and everything (btw, this Jonbenet shit? Get over yourself, America. It's not important) and eventully they include stuff about events of geopolitican significance...
But they're so lyrical! They speak as if they're writing a war  novel and it's the radio so recorded voices sound fnny and ON TOP OF THAT they have to speak slowly so that people understand. And it's impossible to take it seriously when the construction of every other sentence makes me giggle.
Um. Right. 5 am. must sleep. bye.
sinclair_furie: (sirus/james)
OK, final entry of the night.
I think.
Anyway, Crystal was telling me, DOWNLOAD CAKE OMG, and I was eating chocolate cake and so you know, I finally downloaded the album Fashion Nuggets.
DUDE. IT IS AWESOME.
More importantly, everybody should listen to their cover of Gloria Gaynor's song "I will Survive" (right-click and save, it should work)
It's like, if you took all the campness out of the original, and then made it this sort of gritty breakup song that is cool.
sinclair_furie: (wanton)
AHAHAHAH!
Hentai. HENTAI.
Dude, Japan is crazy.
Fahad dearest showed me this link after his friends started accusing each other of watching La Blue Girl. I'm really tempted to watch some hentai now, because OMG THE LAUGHTER. OMG THE TENTACLE PORN. For example from the La Blue Girl review:
Miko Mido is the descendant of the most powerful clan of female ninjas. After her grandmother dies, she is left with the heavy task of keeping the clan's status in check, while at the same time keeping the Shikima away from humans. The Shikima are horny demons who feed on the lust and desires of humans. Miko has to engage in sexual duels not only with the Shikima, but with the rival ninja clans as well. Sex battles where the one who "comes" first loses, and the last one to "come" wins. On top of all this, Miko is still struggling through high school... but why is Miko so closely bound to the Shikima?
Er, the links are mostly work safe, it's reviews and whatnot. Read it. And you'll never be the same again.

Um, should hentai be under "movies" or "comics"? I'm putting it as movies because it comes on a DVD, but...
sinclair_furie: (wanton)
So I thought of this as I was bored yesterday night/today morning, having finished reading Dream Country, which is ok but has one really good story (Calliope). Which is creepy and wrong in all the right ways. So, flist, you should do this too, and ask me to upload if you want the songs:

Top Five fucking creepy Songs, in no particular order:
  • Vendetta Red cried Rape on their Date with Destiny- Vendetta Red
  • Tim introduced me to Vendetta Red, for which I am eternally grateful. They're supposed to be screamo or scream punk (yes, laugh at my wit, please) or some such business. But they're awesome good fun. The best lyrics in this song are "Oh Holy Grace, they made love to your face with a boxcutter," which is just the most brilliant description of torture ever.

  • Pictures- Timo Maas featuring Brian Molko
  • Ah, this song makes me happy, because the thought of Brian Molko as some creepy stalker is fun. And porn! "I won't hurt you,/unless you ask me to/hurt you/boy/and take off your clothes." And then he gets all The Picture of Dorian Gray and says "I wanna take pictures of you/boy/You won't age a day/in freeze frame."

  • John Wayne Gacy, Jr.- Sufjan Stevens
  • Hey, for some variety have Sufjan Stevens! Oh songs about serial killers, beautiful and heartbreaking. It's one of my brother's favorite songs, and it just... makes you shiver. In a good way. With my flist being the mad indie rockers you are, I'm sure all of you already know this song and love it, but still:"And on his best behavior/In a dark room on the bed he kissed them all/He'd kill ten thousand people/With a sleight of his hand"

  • A Letter to Dominique- Louis XIV
  • Heh, it's obnoxious and creepy. Actually it seems to be about a suicide, but eeeh. Who doesn't love fake British cock rock?
    Um. Lyrics, now. "Dear Dominique I wrote to tell you you’re delightful/Still I know you want to strangle on a mouth full/Of gasoline or to be tied up and stoned."

  • A Cautionary Song- The Decemberists
  • Hurrah Decemberists! And prostitution! And what your mother does when you're asleep! Really, go read all the lyrics.
    But for you, I shall quote the a creepy bit:"With dirty hands and trousers torn/They grapple 'til she's safe within their keeping/A gag is placed between her lips/To keep her sorry tongue from any speaking, or screaming." That's the cool thing about The Decemberists: consistently brilliant lyrics, even if the song itself is just ok.
How depressing is it that Marilyn Manson didn't even make it onto the list once? That man is all talk and false advertisement, I swear, his songs are all actually about how superficial society is and pop culture revolutions or the commercialization of religion and the conservative backlash against abortion. At best, he radiates darkness and generalized hatred. (But I love him for his sexy voice)
Which makes me think that no self respecting serial killer would be inspired by Manson. Or Rammstein. They haven't got that sophisticated cruelty you need to be a truly successful serial killer.

Call me Al

Aug. 10th, 2006 02:11 am
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Right, I should start by saying that my musical roots are sort of enmeshed in 70's folk music, so my love for Simon & Garfunkel is given. I grew up with my mom's music: Hindi music which I paid no attention to and my mom's English music which I eventually learned to love. Somewhere along the line I also listened to music older cousins did, and then developed this bizarre and disturbing love for pop rock (woe) such as Dashboard Confessional. But freshmen and sophomore year I was all about the sound of silence, baby.
So, somewhat inspired by karaoke today for Sachi's farewell, but also the Supernatural soundtrack...
7 (+1) Songs you should listen to, pre-1980's (as far as I know):
OMG SUSPENSE )

Ask and I shall upload the songs you want, I suppose.
Now, all this talk of the  seventies is making me think of the movie A Home at the End of the World, which has one of my very favorite Colin Farrell performances, ever. It has Me and Julio down by the Schoolyard in the soundtrack! And it's by Michael Cunningham! It wasn't that popular because it's a rather bizarre story about family and sexual orientation (sort of) and it's realistic to point of depressing at times and totally contrived at others. I don't know, it's the kind of story you just have to go with and then have a sort of resolution but not really at the end.
To conclude...
The song Losing my Religion by R.E.M. is best coming-out song ever. That's kind of a bizarre song category, but whatever, it's still a great song. And also, my friends were losers today because they all didn't know it, except Francis, who didn't mention he knew it so I had to sing it alone. But yes, awesome song, because the lyrics include: "And I don't know if I can do it/Oh no I've said too much/haven't said enough" and "Of every waking hour I'm/Choosing my confessions/Trying to keep an eye on you/Like a hurt lost and blinded fool."
I don't think it was written to be a coming-out song, exactly (though who knows, the lead singer of R.E.M. is bisexual) but it works very well as one.
And I thought I was going to sleep early tonight.
sinclair_furie: (good omens)
So, I've been reading a bunch of books, but failing to finish them.
I don't know what's wrong with me, I've never had this problem before.
But anyway, currently I am somewhere in the middle of:
Everything is Illuminated  bv Jonathan Safran Foer
I'm not sure why I can't finish it, other than the fact that it is a rather taxing read. I mean, it's wonderful, and objectively I can appreciate why people go into spasms of delight over it and want to write their EE's on it and fall in love with Brod's many sadnesses... but I can't read very much of it at a time. And it's the kind of book where you only need to read about half of it to get the general gist. A journey not destination kind of novel, though of course I may be missing some wonderful epiphany at the ending.
A Storm of Swords by George R.R. Martin.
It's the second book in the series, and I quite enjoyed the first one, more than I usually actively enjoy fantasy. But when you're reading an epic story and every chapter changes point of view, pretty soon you get really pissed because there are too many characters and a chapter with your favorite character isn't coming for another 100 pages. And ugh. I can't really bring myself to finish it right now.
Wicked by Gregory Maguire
Ok, I really have no idea why I can't finish this. It is a brilliant book. Wonderful. Beautiful. Talented, epic, interesting and wacky. [livejournal.com profile] cheecheechee lent it to me, so thank you Tess dearest. I think it's just a little overwhelming. I'll get back to it in a few days or something.
Unfortunately, it's the kind of book that is so brilliantly written that it totally puts you off writing anything, because no matter how hard you try you will never, ever be anything close to that good.

I did read Endless Nights by Neil Gaiman, though, which is a totally awesome part of the whole Sandman series. It's a series of stories about each of the Endless (Death, Desire, Dream, Destruction, Delirium, Destiny, Despair) done by a series of artists. And wow. The one about Desire is awesome in a rather evil way (I love Desire. He/she is the cooles), the one about Dream made me want to kill that h00r, and Death, of course, was as sexy as ever.
Also, after I talked to Crystal about my reading issues, I decided to fuck it and reread Good Omens. Which, mind you, I had no problems finishing, because it is possibly the best book ever. Seriously.
Also, having read it already, it was easier to make sense of what was going on, and also notice the alarming frequency with which people thought Aziraphale was gay.
Seriously. He's giving me a reason to finally use the phrase "non-practicing homosexual,"* because if it is possible to be flamingly gay and asexual at the same time, Aziraphale is doing just that.
And of course, I squeed excessively about his banter with Crowley and their lunches! At the Ritz! And the DUCKS!
*squees some more*
Ok, good note to end this entry on.
Go read Good Omens if you haven't already. If you have, reread it. :)
*The phrase, by the way, is courtesy of John Irving in A Prayer for Owen Meany, which is a sometimes cool and sometimes really annoying book.
sinclair_furie: (wanton)
1. The Dresden Dolls album Yes, Virginia  really grows on you. I despised it when I first heard it, but I swear I listened to it for like, three hours yesterday. I love especially the songs "My Alcoholic Friends", "Mandy goes to Med School" (pure brilliance, read the lyrics) and "Dirty Business." Really, wonderfully dark and twisted and SO MUCH FUN. Oh, and Amanda Palmer keeps a blog. It's full of long meandering entries on life and quite an emotional ride.

2. On the topic of music, I was listening to "That's No Way to Say Goodbye" by Leonard Cohen yesterday. And I know, normally I'm very cynical, but it has got to be one of the best love songs ever. The lines Walk me to the corner, our steps will always rhyme will never stop being awesome. And heartbreaking. Anyway, go read the lyrics, and then download it.

3. There is a very small pink thing where my TB test was injected. It looks nothing like a mosquito bite and does not itch but then again the doctor told me that it would sting when he injected me, so it's safe to say that pediatricians tend to exaggerate abuot what positive results look like.
And to that tiny pink spot that looks nothing like the huge swollen mosquito bites I get, I say: afjdasl;fka!!ad;flkjas!
I really don't want to get a chest exam, but oh well.

4. Oil prices are $78/barrell. WTF? When did this happen? Also, WTF Israeli Army? Stop it, OMG!
Neither side has a reputation for listening to sense, so maybe netspeak will work. Nah.
sinclair_furie: (Cedric on Crack)
I just watched Igby Goes Down, on Joe Day's recommendation.
It was quite possibly the most amazing movie ever. Or at least, in a long time. It's made in the spirit of Catcher in the Rye, but it's an original, refreshing film. Basically it's about 17 year old Igby, who after several expulsions from expensive private schools, runs away from military school and spends some time in New York. He's got a ridiculously dysfunctional family- schizophrenic father, neurotic mother, and a Young Republican older brother who goes to Columbia. I should mention that I'm completely in love with Igby, the disaffected, snarky young man that he is.
And yes, I know this sounds famliar, but I love Igby more than I ever loved Holden, and to top it off, Clare Danes is in it and she's actually quite attractive for a change. Also, Ryan Phillippe is Oliver, the Young Republican and Amanda Peet (topless!) is Rachel. So, eye-candy reasons to watch the film are also there.
It's heartbreaking and intense and insanely funny and really, you should watch it as soon as you can.
I'll leave you with these quotes, and some pictures.
Sookie: What kind of a name is Igby?
Igby: It's the kind of name someone named Sookie is in no position to question.
Oliver: Sookie. Sookie, where do you go to shcool?
Sookie: Bennington.
Igby: Ollie's majoring in neo-facism at Columbia.
Oliver: Economics.
Igby: Semantics.
or
Igby: I haven't even taken my GED yet.
Sookie: So take it.
Igby: Ah, I gotta go to Hackensack.
Sookie: So go! Stop procrastinating, it's nearly Christmas.
Igby: Not going to New Jersy isn't procrastinating, it's common sense.
More quotes here. If reading them doesn't make you want to watch the film, you are dead to me.
sinclair_furie: (sirus/james)
So, I know I said I'd write about Australia and whatnot, but I'm failing to be inspired.
My cousins are visiting, though. Very soon there will be twelve people living in my house, plus the maids. You know the bit where I don't like crowds? Yeah. Not fun.
Ok, I will begin by showing this incredibly funny video Fahad showed me. Behold the Flying Car.
Choice exerpts:
"It's times like these that it occurs to me that we were lied to by The Jetsons. According to that show we were supposed to be pooling around in flying cars by now."
"See? You're what's wrong with this country! Hell, what's wrong with the world! You're always thinking about your own comfort level, never thinking about the rest of us."
Ok, now on to the arts and entertainment section.
First, books.
Ok, Mirror Mirror by Gregory Maguire. Tess gave it to me as part of the Tess Thomspon Award... It's sort of the retold story of Snow White. I have a thing for retelling fairy tales... I really enjoyed Francesca Lea Block's The Rose and the Beast. And Mirror Mirror did not disappoint. It's fascinating, just the right combination of creepiness, mundane grossness and fairy tale atmosphere. And the way the history is weaved in is fascinating. A good read.
And then, We Need to Talk About Kevin by Lionel Shriver. Recommended by Mr. Bellew... and WOW. It's an amazing book. It's about the upbringing of one Kevin Katchadourian, a 16 year old boy who kills nine of his classmates. It's told from the point of view of his mother, Eva, in the form of letters to her estranged husband.
Honestly, it may upset you and it's sort of a psychological drama, but even when I began reading it I couldn't stop myself from putting it down and thinking, "Wow, she's got it exactly right." It deals with a lot of issues- parenthood, American (lack of) culture, the Big Question, motherhood and working and really, it's become my Bible. And then ending will kill you.
I'll confess, I have this weird fascination with sociopaths, so that may have contributed to my incredible love for the book, but really, it's amazing. Go read.
Ok, now TV.
Right, I've been watching Stargate: Atlantis after wading through former Smallville fandom giants' journals. I started by reading fannish stuff, and then decided that the show sounded cool, and watched a few episodes... and the rest is history. I'm now about halfway through second season, and it's loads of fun.
And also, this is kind of embarassing, but after the obsessions of [personal profile] dangermousie I decided to try out Veronica Mars, and um. It's loads of fun and I really like it.
So, I've lost my right to be snobby about teenage drama to a certain extent, but to its credit, Veronica Mars is far more complex and realistic than your average teenage drama show. And anyway it's more of a detective mystery show anyway.
And Veronica is really, really hot. Like. Hot.
Ok, I was going to talk about music too, but um. This entry is long enough. Maybe later.
sinclair_furie: (good omens)
Right, because I am overdue for an entry, like a woman ten months pregnant. Eventually, I will post that entry that I'm writing about Doctor Who's Gay Agenda, because it totally has a very obvious one, but until then...

I went shopping yesterday (well, really two days ago) for Fahad, which was lots of fun. Seriously. He looks good in EVERYTHING. So now not only is my brother smart, and you know, cool, but he's also prettier than I am. He said some witty things, but I've forgotten them all.
Zara has the best clothes.

Now, a subject that is very dear to me. Tea.
My relationship with tea is a bit of an odd one. You wouldn't suspect it, but it's actually relatively unorthodox. Kind of like the man who tells his friends and colleagues how much he loves his wife every day, and then goes home and proves it to her by indulging in, oh I don't know, BDSM or watersports.
Which is perhaps an image you didn't need, but that's how I am with tea. You'll hear me talk about it rather often, especially if you travel with me or make the mistake of taking me to Starbucks. I like my tea, and I like it in a certain way.
More nattering on, and pictures )
Oh! Books! I just finished Einstein's Dreams by Alan Lightman. Tess got it for me, and wow, it is such an amazing, beautiful book. It basically chronicles a set of fictional dreams Einstein had while coming up with general relativity. It sounds like some popular science novel, but actually it's a series of heartbreaking vignettes about different worlds, where time funtions differently.
The world will end on 26 September 1907. Everyone knows it. )

For in this world, people have no memories )

Oh! And Alan Lightman teaches at MIT!
Also, you may have noticed that I've temporary adopted Forbes' (and the IB exam writers') tendency to bold key words and phrases. Everybody needs a change.
sinclair_furie: (Default)
Fahad: My hair has more potential energy than yours.
Sharmin: [giggles]

Also, I've finished IB exams! Speaking of, does anybody have any ideas/suggestions for things I should include in my valedictory address?

Besides that, I've been reading again(often instead of studying)! Hurray. Well
So. Books I've read since good Omens...
Pyramids and Small Gods by Terry Pratchett. They were both very funny, highly enjoyable and followed the usual "protagonist is an ordinary kid put into weird circumstances, there is a conflict, hijinks ensue, the conflict is solved, sort of, and the hero doesn't exactly get the girl but the ending is kind of cute anyway" progression that his novels tend to.
I liked Pyramids better, though. It's about this assassin who is called back to rule his kingdom (which is like Ancient Egypt) because his father died, and it's very cute.
I also read The Inner Circle, by T.C. Boyle on Mr. Bellew's recommedation. It is a really, really interesting book, chronicling the life of a fictional assistant to the great Kinsey. It's mostly about sex, but not in an erotic way. More an exploration of personal motivations and sexuality, as well as relationships. Not the best-written book in the world, but really worth reading.
And finally, I read Darwin's Radio by Greg Bear. It was an interesting book, but not one that I'd recommend. Sort of a biological thriller, and the premise of the book was really good. It was sort of "What if all those lengths of non-coding, sometimes viral DNA in the human genome actually had a function? And what if evolution didn't work quite as we expected?"
It's very technical, but the biology behind it is interesting. The characters were a bit stereotyped and I didn't care too much for them or their rampant heterosexuality (though a novel about the evolution of the human race will involve having children, and therefore heterosexuality) but whatever. It was an ok book, but I liked getting into the "bio" mood.
And now I'm reading The Poisonwood Bible. So far, it's really interesting and quite good, an excellent portrayal of a flawed missionary family in DR Congo. More about it later.

Fahad was just flipping channels, and we came across WWE wrestling for WOMEN. They're in cheerleading outfits. And they shriek, and pull each other's hair, and are incredibly fake. It is disgusting. Oh. God. My brain.

And now he's shown me this incredibly funny rendition of "The Internet is for Porn"  from the musical Avenue Q. It is so funny. Seriously. Warcraft characters.

Movies.

May. 10th, 2006 11:54 pm
sinclair_furie: (wanton)
Ok, four movies I have watched recently.
The Squid and the Whale
Joe (winner!) recommended this to me, saying that he though I'd really like it. And suprise, suprise, I did.
OMG AWESOME! )
Speaking of Joe Day, I learned today that he's quite a staunch Republican. Apparently his father is from the South. I suspect, though that he's got libertarian leanings. At least, I hope so.
Excuse me while I apply the compensatory model of decision making.

Match Point
The tagline for this movie was: Passion Temptation Obsession.Scarlet Johanssen! )

Mission: Impossible III
Suprisingly enjoyable. I think the trick to Mission:Impossible is realising that they are actually romantic comedies in disguise.The IMF )

Velvet Goldmine
Wow. I've been wanting to watch this movie for the LONGEST time. I'm really glad I finally got to. It's kind of an odd movie.
Slash! Teh Pretty! )

By the way, stop with the interview requests. They're hard. :P
sinclair_furie: (good omens)
1. I read Good Omens, by Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchett. And. And.
I cannot believe it's been out since 1990, and I've gone sixteen years without reading it. It is amazing. Quite possibly one of the best books, and probably the funniest, I've ever read. Aziraphale and Crowley (An Angel who did not so much Fall as Saunter Vaguely Downwards) are adorable. I mean, Aziraphale says "my dear" all the time, drinks tea and likes old books. They feed ducks together and listen to Tchiakovsky's "Another One Bites the Dust!"
Some quotes:
Crowley had been extremely impressed with the warranties offered by the computer industry, and had in fact sent a bundle Below to the department that drew up the Immortal Soul agreements, with a yellow memo form attached just saying: "Learn, guys."

The kraken stirs. And ten billion sushi dinners cry out for vengeance.

Many people, meeting Aziraphale for the first time, formed three impressions: that he was English, that he was intelligent, and that he was gayer than a tree full of monkeys on nitrous oxide.
Oh, and they're rather slashy in a completely asexual way. Fahad even agrees... because we know that angels are sexless unless they try very hard.
Oh, just go read it. Now. :D

2. I watched Breakfast on Pluto, starring Cillian Murphy.
It's a pretty good movie. Sort of... heartwarming in a depressing way. And Cillian Murphy is very, very pretty, as I pointed out earlier.
As [livejournal.com profile] katranna put it earlier, "how can you not like a movie about transsexuality, IRA terrorists, Oscar Wilde-quoting robins, and the power of believing in glam rock music?"
So it's Irish and about finding yourself and all that, and Cillian Murphy plays Patrick "Kitten" Braden and it's got Stephen Rhea being a magician and it's lots of fun. Lovely characters. Though sometimes I couldn't decide between wanting to squish Kitten in a hug or smack him for his... naivete, I guess.

3. I've started watching Doctor Who.
It's quite entertaining. I feel like I'm vaguely taking part in this British cult phenomenon, and judging from what I know about the BBC, Doctor Who is sort of... the quintessence of British Television. Between the humor, the low budget effects and the horrible teeth... Seriously, I'm feeling this bizarre sort of empathy.
I love Douglas Adams and I drink tea. Granted, I drink my tea black and in coffee mugs. But still, in an alternate universe, I could so totally have been British.
Also, Doctor (Nine)/Rose! (Spoilers in the last two pictures, scroll slowly)
sinclair_furie: (camwhore)
So, apparently there is an unstable political situation in Manila. I haven't really noticed, to be honest, as here an attempted coup translates to lots of internatioal media attention and very little action. Seriously. The news is making it out as if there is all this shit goin' down, yo, but life for the most part continues normally. I suppose it's worse in different parts of the city... but even that is being optimistic.
For the record, the Philippine Army sets up pussy military checkpoints. Today, while I was having my drivin lesson, there were a couple of brightly colored signs warning "Slow down, military checkpoint" and I took that to heart, thinking that for once this country was taking something seriously. That warning sign was accompanied by one or two vehicles parked in one of the two lanes of the road, and a couple of soldiers milling about. So I slowed down, and drove past this ensemble, looking for a checkpoint, expecting to be stopped or some such nonsense.
A minute later, I asked my instructor where the hell the checkpoint was. Apparently that congregation of people had been the checkpoint itself- upon hearing this I resigned myself to the fact that the state of "emergency" with its coups, checkpoints and so called supension of civil liberties is simply a plea for attention. Seriously, what kind of a checkpoint doesn't stop you, check you... or even bother to look at you?
GMA needs some lessons on how to create drama, seriously.
But, speaking of drama, of a far more interesting and stimulating kind, I watched Syriana yesterday. I really liked it- it was a complex, well developed thriller about the Middle East- but my family found it dreadfully slow. Perhaps I have become an MUN whore and skillful weaving of geopolitical stuffs makes me happy. It was a really good series of character studies, though, and I really liked how it came together. Depressing as hell, though...  On a side note, a really cool thing about Syriana is that one and half of the plot lines are conducted entirely in foreign languages- Arabic and Urdu. The Arabic made me homesick as hell for Cairo, and the Urdu made me feel oh-so-superior because I understoood it all. Really, english translations don't do it justice... English is an inherently ugly, bastardised language, I suppose, which makes it all the more useful.
I do owe people a snarky entry. I will compose it soon.

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Feb. 18th, 2006 10:54 pm
sinclair_furie: (cm in drag)
I just watched Transamerica. It's a really nice movie... starring Felicity Hoffman, of Desperate Housewives fame, as a pre-operation transsexual who discovers she fathered a son. And as the supporting actor, we have Kevin Zegers playing her criminally pretty rent-boy of a son. Seriously. He is so. very. gorgeous.
The movie is suprisingly delicate and dignified, considering its mature and at rather times crude content- I think the quiet dignity comes from Felicity Hoffman, who is ridiculously convincing as Brie.There was the whole conflict of "when is she going to tell him," because you can't just go up to a person and say "Hi, I'm your father, but I'm a woman now." It was a strange movie, but the characters were completely convincing in their earnest and jaded and utterly flawed interactions. I was quite sad when I realised there were only ten minutes left to the movie because I was so interested and caught up in the jouney, I suppose.
It is adult- drugs, nudity, sexual abuse and various other shit- but it doesn't spare the viewer. At one point I questioned if Freud was so wrong, after all- but don't worry, everything in the movie makes so much sense you won't be able to imagine it any other way.
Now, for the screencaps, lol.
Spoilers cannot be avoided. But! I promise slash!


Pretty Boys Make My Libido Happy )

Plot-Like Things )

FREUDIAN STUFFS )

Slash )
Anyway, it's a good movie. You should watch it.
But you know, between Brokeback Mountain, Capote and Transamerica all being nominated for Oscars, it's quite trendy to be queer this year.

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