Wednesday, February 15, 2012

the Author the Artist

Found in a forum about books. Really beautiful prose there. An author I'd keep my eyes out for.

Another one:
"Sitting on Rosa's moth-littered bed, he felt a resurgence of all the aches and inspirations of those days when his life had revolved around nothing but Art, when snow fell like the opening piano notes of the Emperor Concerto, and feeling horny reminded him of a passage from Nietzsche, and a thick red-streaked dollop of crimson paint in an otherwise uninteresting Veláquez made him hungry for a piece of rare meat."
 I've been trying to read more non-fictions this year, but I miss how words can be beautifully dance like this.

Thursday, February 09, 2012

Inspirations and a lesson in time perspective

There is just something oddly pleasing in receiving parcels, even if it's something you bought yourself. Having recently been on a personal movie binge (by my standards anyway), I bought some movies over the net and had it sent to my office. The parcel arrived yesterday. Bubble-wrapped tightly in a old electronics box.

My neighbour J at work spotted the first two in the Matrix trilogy and was interested it it as he is a huge fan, except that he has yet to see the extra bits like the commentaries and deleted scenes. I let out that I've only watched The Matrix 2 weeks prior and loved it. He thought that it was rather blasphemous that I've only caught the gem now because that's the shows where the VFX made him go, "Okay, this is what I want to go into in the future." And he's in the VFX industry now, and by luck, in a company that works with Hollywood feature films.
Edna from The Incredibles will have something to say about those trenchcoats.

Another relevant case is where a man posted a photo of him meeting and shaking hands with Errol Morris, whose documentary inspired this man to make 4 documentaries on his own.

I just find it remarkable that a person's work could inspire make such a lasting mark on a person, setting their career in life. It's that turning point, you know? Career-wise, I've never had one truly strong inspiration that made me go, 'That's it. That's what I want to do.' That sort of conviction is strange to me; I hear of stories but it's probably the first time in real life that I encountered one of them. Maybe because there's a lot more who doesn't really know what they want to do. Unless you just haven't shared it with someone yet (specifically me wtf). I would love to hear of stories like that. Have you ever had a piece of work or someone that had a huge impact on you?



Back to a less Hallmark topic, here's the list of the movie I've watched recently and my DVD orders.

Movie binge:
  A Clockwork's Orange, Jackie Brown, The Matrix, Little Miss Sunshine (2nd time with Charl), Fight Club, Muallaf, and The Machinist.

DVD orders
: The Matrix, The Matrix Reloaded (I wanted The Fog of War and 2001: A Space Odyssey, but it's gone so he offered me this instead), Fight Club, Lolita, and Precious. I've watched The Matrix, Fight Club and Lolita prior; just thought it'd be nice to own them, and to revisit Lolita since I watched it before going to college (...aka ages ago *sad face*)

I watched Fight Club and The Matrix within a few days of each other; one day I woke up and somehow, in a semi dream state conscious, I truly believed the person I woke up as in this world in is not the real me and I'm in the Matrix. So I decided to go back to sleep, because well, the real world is there. Made total sense, really. It was also a Monday.

Oh, I have a bad habit of collecting movies, but not... actually... watching them. There's plenty of movies to be watched, and in the order of interest in recent memory, they are American History X, Watchmen (2nd time for the visual candy), Precious, Requiem for a Dream, Lolita, Ran and Yojimbo. Also, Dear Zachary the documentary but I heard it's immensely depressing, so I'm saving it for later when I don't mind having my day ruined or be that one friend who ruins outings from their bleak and cynical view of life wtf.

The last two films will be pretty slow, and hopefully rewarding. Yojimbo is an offshoot of The Seven Samurais, if I recalled right, and it will be in black and white which I'm starting to really enjoy. An old friend introduced me to The Seven Samurais earlier, which dampened some visual enjoyment when I watched The City of Life and Death. Both films are made in black and white, but the lack of depth and richness in latter kept distracting me.
This seems a little flat. Could just be me though.(City of Life and Death)

Arrrrrr, this be pleasin' me eye. Yer safe from walkin' the planks! (Seven Samurais)

Otherwise, I still enjoyed City of Life and Death. It rattles you, but somehow it wasn't something that I feel drawn into unlike, say, Lust, Caution (off the top of my head) and the biggest reason contributor in Kleenex sales, The Grave of the Fireflies. I mean, it's disgusting, horrible and though I did tear up at some point, it didn't take enough root within me. If it makes sense :/.

Anyway, let's see how long it would take for me to finish those. In 3 years, maybe. Oh, I also enjoy looking up trivia and other interpretations after watching a movie. Here's some random tidbits I learnt over the week:

1)  (author of  'A Clockwork Orange') Anthony Burgess lived in Malaya during 1950s and is fluent in Malay, where he mastered Jawi . Prior to that, his pregnant wife was assaulted by four US army deserters, which resulted in losing their child. While Clockwork Orange is self-evident if you read the novel, another layer to why he chose orange is because the word for people in Malay is 'orang'. As for the incident with his wife, some people said that it's among the inspirations for the mindless brutality in the main character's life.

2) (copied from IMDB - Fight Club) After the copyright warning, there is another warning on the DVD. This warning is from Tyler Durden, and is only there for a second. "If you are reading this then this warning is for you. Every word you read of this is useless fine print is another second off your life. Don't you have other things to do? Is your life so empty that you honestly can't think of a better way to spend these moments? Or are you so impressed with authority that you give respect and credence to all who claim it? Do you read everything you're supposed to read? Do you think everything you're supposed to think? Buy what you're told you should want? Get out of your apartment. Meet a member of the opposite sex. Stop the excessive shopping and masturbation. Quit your job. Start a fight. Prove you're alive. If you don't claim your humanity you will become a statistic. You have been warned... Tyler."

3) Rosie O'Donnell let out a major turning point that is the ending for Fight Club on her TV show, on the day of the theatrical release, urging her viewers to not watch it. I think even if you hate a film, it's pretty shoddy to give a spoiler on national TV. One, it's not fair to the people who toiled months to bring it to the big screen. In one minute without any consideration, you wash their effort down the drain. And even if I heard that and went for it anyway, the plot revealed would totally kill that feeling of anticipation. Seriously. What a jerkwad.  Can't wait to watch the commentary in the DVD about that case.

(Non-film tidbit)
4) Obsidian stones are sharper than surgical knives on a cellular level; surgical knives tear cells, while obsidian slices it nicely, which is why cuts made with obsidian are less painful and heals faster. An archeology professor in a university tested it on himself; by getting his surgeon to use surgical knives on one side and obsidian in another for his vasectomy. Before that, he was passing out obsidian stones to his students and then accidentally let out that one of them was used in his surgery. Good times.


In other news, have you ever had so many things going in your life, that it felt as though a week have passed instead of 2 days? So fresh from the oven, here's a lesson in time perspectives - In the midst of doing things and thinking about some problem I'm facing, I suddenly recalled that Thursday was someone's daughter's birthday, and I immediately sent a message to wish them. Then in an interpretation of what happened in my brain was that, a time memory cell of that was chilling in the back room, got jolted by what I had done and frickin' RAN to the front of my working memory cells. Then waved and breathlessly said, "HI."

Working brain cells then all collectively falls over in an ultimate fail pose.

Her birthday was next week. He just told me two days ago wtf.

Gosh. What a dolt. Glad to see that I haven't changed, LOL! (I should really write down all my fail moments because it gives me the lols wtf)