Does anyone else plan their outfits based on literature?
Seriously. Not like dressing up as your favourite book character; when I'm getting dressed i think about passages from books i love, passages which describe the effect of the way someone looks. The one that i can't get out of my head right now might give you an example of what i mean.
Lux Lisbon, The Virgin Suicides by Jeffrey Eugenides -
"Trip spent most of his days wandering the halls, hoping for Lux to appear, the most naked person with clothes on he had ever seen. Even in sensible school shoes she shuffled as though barefoot, and the baggy apparel Mrs. Lisbon bought for her only increased her appeal, as though after undressing she had put on whatever was handy. In cordouroys her thighs rubbed together, buzzing, and there was always at least one untidy marvel to unravel him: an untucked shirttail, a sock with a hole, a ripped seam showing underarm hair."
Do you understand? Or am I going slowly insane?
Saturday, 9 October 2010
Don't stop dancing or you'll fall off
A couple of film clips today which make me smile.
I was thinking about musicals, and about films which incorporate song or dance sequences but which aren't musicals, and i thought I'd share some of my favourite sequences with you. Enjoy.
This one is so beautiful it hurts. Watch Dans Paris right now, all of you!
This one is slightly less moving, but makes me smile real big.
This isn't strictly a dance sequence, and it won't let me embed the video, but this scene stuck with me. I think it's beautiful. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fHWm9O-WgRA
Another one i definitely wanted to include, but which can't be found on youtube is the scene in the dance club from Away We Go which had me sobbing for about half an hour. Melanie Lynsky broke my heart. Go watch it. Also the bowling alley tap dance from Buffalo 66, which is dreamy.
You've all seen this before, but it makes me happy, so deal with it.
We watched this in my film seminar on musicals yesterday and my lecturer started crying. I love him so much. If any of you haven't seen enchanted yet, you need to. I saw it 3 times at the cinema. Amy Adams is amazing.
Did you notice that Patrick Dempsey is wearing the same outfit as the Beast from Beauty and the Beast, and that the dance and the shots echo the dance in the ballroom from that film, which in turn were taken from Sleeping Beauty? Disney is manipulating us with nostalgia, and it's working.
So yeah... more films should have dance sequences.
Can you think of any i missed, or that i should watch? I'm on the hunt.
I was thinking about musicals, and about films which incorporate song or dance sequences but which aren't musicals, and i thought I'd share some of my favourite sequences with you. Enjoy.
This one is so beautiful it hurts. Watch Dans Paris right now, all of you!
This one is slightly less moving, but makes me smile real big.
This isn't strictly a dance sequence, and it won't let me embed the video, but this scene stuck with me. I think it's beautiful. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fHWm9O-WgRA
Another one i definitely wanted to include, but which can't be found on youtube is the scene in the dance club from Away We Go which had me sobbing for about half an hour. Melanie Lynsky broke my heart. Go watch it. Also the bowling alley tap dance from Buffalo 66, which is dreamy.
You've all seen this before, but it makes me happy, so deal with it.
We watched this in my film seminar on musicals yesterday and my lecturer started crying. I love him so much. If any of you haven't seen enchanted yet, you need to. I saw it 3 times at the cinema. Amy Adams is amazing.
Did you notice that Patrick Dempsey is wearing the same outfit as the Beast from Beauty and the Beast, and that the dance and the shots echo the dance in the ballroom from that film, which in turn were taken from Sleeping Beauty? Disney is manipulating us with nostalgia, and it's working.
So yeah... more films should have dance sequences.
Can you think of any i missed, or that i should watch? I'm on the hunt.
Who needs a shrink?
When these shoes exist, who needs therapy?
Now I just need to pick a colour, and find some cash. I've had a shitty week, I think I can rationalise this...
Or, if any of you really love me, they're Jeffrey Campbell Lita boots, and I'm a size 9. I think the distressed brown leather, but it's up to you.
Or, if any of you really love me, they're Jeffrey Campbell Lita boots, and I'm a size 9. I think the distressed brown leather, but it's up to you.
Wednesday, 6 October 2010
Let your hands do the talking.
I'm going a little blog crazy tonight, because I haven't had internet at home for so long and there's so much I want to share with you. I think this is the last for tonight. Enjoy it.
I love their faces, and way that it looks so simple and so complex at the same time, and the fact that the song is a remix of the one sung by Tom and Dickie in The Talented Mr Ripley.
I want to learn to do that.
I love their faces, and way that it looks so simple and so complex at the same time, and the fact that the song is a remix of the one sung by Tom and Dickie in The Talented Mr Ripley.
I want to learn to do that.
Action! And Glorious Adventure!
Fan made trailers make me happy, and this one is one of the best i've ever seen.
Oh so stylish.
And while we're on the subject of films, here's a review/article i wrote about "I'm Still Here" which i think you should read.
I’m Still Here, the Joaquin Phoenix “documentary” that has had critics and fans alike guessing for two years came out last week, and like its mysterious star it’s a tough one to figure out.
When Phoenix went on David Letterman two years ago, the entertainment world was shocked. Though the actor had already cultivated an air of unpredictability, shunning the squeaky clean image so many film stars try so desperately to acquire, the sight of him bearded, bespectacled and mumbling was not something the media or the general public were prepared for. Speculation about his mental health abounded, countless parodies were performed, and more than one person wondered aloud if it were not all just a big hoax to raise the star’s media profile. The film world waited to see what Phoenix’s next move would be. And waited. And waited.
The film, directed and primarily shot by Casey Affleck, brother of Ben and brother-in-law to Phoenix, opens with the actor wondering whether the media portrays him as dark and mysterious because he is, or whether he is that way because that is how people expect him to be due to media coverage. An interesting, if not altogether original thought, which raises the question of how much anyone in the public eye can really control how people see them when everything about them is filtered through the distorted lens of celebrity.
The image that the audience get of Phoenix from the film, often drunk or high, fat, hairy and almost unintelligible (subtitles are used throughout the film, despite the fact that everyone is speaking English), is so different from any ‘behind the scenes’ glimpse of celebrity that it is at first funny, but quickly becomes mildly disturbing. Whether you believe the film is real or not (and Affleck finally revealed last week that it was a hoax), you are being allowed to see something very rare, a performance without a shred of vanity. The man simply doesn’t seem to care what people think of him.
When people thought the film was real this was impressive, but now we know it isn’t it becomes something almost revelatory. Try and think, just for a minute, of any other actor who would be willing to put his entire life on hold for two years, ruin his public image, and potentially jeopardize any future offers of work for the sake of a giant prank on the entertainment industry, his fans, and the world at large. Whether you like him or not, whether you see the point of it or not, you must admit, that takes some balls.
The film itself follows Phoenix from just after he finished shooting Two Lovers, through his attempts to set up his hip hop career, climaxing with the now infamous Letterman show. At turns hilarious and poignant; regardless of whether you’re watching him as a character or a man, the journey on screen is raw, disturbing and occasionally absurd. More of a curiosity than a film you’ll want to re-watch again and again, it confronts the viewer and makes them question how much they should trust the images of their favourite stars as shown to them by the entertainment media. In its own unusual and deeply unorthodox way it serves as a reminder that celebrities are people too, and that you shouldn’t judge anyone until you have all the facts, because what you see and what is real may be worlds apart.
Tomorrow I'm starting an experiment up here, so keep checking back. Hopefully it'll be interesting. Also I've had a review of Despicable Me written for about 4 months and it's finally getting published next week so i can post it, and I'm writing a review of Buried as soon as i finish this post, so that will be up shortly.
It's all systems go around here!
Oh so stylish.
And while we're on the subject of films, here's a review/article i wrote about "I'm Still Here" which i think you should read.
I’m Still Here, the Joaquin Phoenix “documentary” that has had critics and fans alike guessing for two years came out last week, and like its mysterious star it’s a tough one to figure out.
When Phoenix went on David Letterman two years ago, the entertainment world was shocked. Though the actor had already cultivated an air of unpredictability, shunning the squeaky clean image so many film stars try so desperately to acquire, the sight of him bearded, bespectacled and mumbling was not something the media or the general public were prepared for. Speculation about his mental health abounded, countless parodies were performed, and more than one person wondered aloud if it were not all just a big hoax to raise the star’s media profile. The film world waited to see what Phoenix’s next move would be. And waited. And waited.
The film, directed and primarily shot by Casey Affleck, brother of Ben and brother-in-law to Phoenix, opens with the actor wondering whether the media portrays him as dark and mysterious because he is, or whether he is that way because that is how people expect him to be due to media coverage. An interesting, if not altogether original thought, which raises the question of how much anyone in the public eye can really control how people see them when everything about them is filtered through the distorted lens of celebrity.
The image that the audience get of Phoenix from the film, often drunk or high, fat, hairy and almost unintelligible (subtitles are used throughout the film, despite the fact that everyone is speaking English), is so different from any ‘behind the scenes’ glimpse of celebrity that it is at first funny, but quickly becomes mildly disturbing. Whether you believe the film is real or not (and Affleck finally revealed last week that it was a hoax), you are being allowed to see something very rare, a performance without a shred of vanity. The man simply doesn’t seem to care what people think of him.
When people thought the film was real this was impressive, but now we know it isn’t it becomes something almost revelatory. Try and think, just for a minute, of any other actor who would be willing to put his entire life on hold for two years, ruin his public image, and potentially jeopardize any future offers of work for the sake of a giant prank on the entertainment industry, his fans, and the world at large. Whether you like him or not, whether you see the point of it or not, you must admit, that takes some balls.
The film itself follows Phoenix from just after he finished shooting Two Lovers, through his attempts to set up his hip hop career, climaxing with the now infamous Letterman show. At turns hilarious and poignant; regardless of whether you’re watching him as a character or a man, the journey on screen is raw, disturbing and occasionally absurd. More of a curiosity than a film you’ll want to re-watch again and again, it confronts the viewer and makes them question how much they should trust the images of their favourite stars as shown to them by the entertainment media. In its own unusual and deeply unorthodox way it serves as a reminder that celebrities are people too, and that you shouldn’t judge anyone until you have all the facts, because what you see and what is real may be worlds apart.
It's all systems go around here!
Tuesday, 28 September 2010
Fragile and superfluous
I don't know why I love the Olsen twins, but I know I really, really do.
I just want to keep them as pets and occasionally feed them a decent meal, and raid their wardrobes so I too can look like an anorexic homeless person.
Yesterday I made myself a badge with their face on it.
This is getting unhealthy.
Saturday, 25 September 2010
Isn't that the point?
I remember listening to this on the radio while i was in the car with mum when i was about 14 and thinking it was the coolest thing ever.
I still kind of think that.
Our love is a love that never dies,
Our love is the prettiest tie that ties,
Our love is a dinosaur that tries and tries,
and tries and tries and tries and tries.
I hope you all have days as lovely as mine.
Friday, 24 September 2010
I don't care if it hurts, I wanna have control...
Today, this is my mind. Play the song while you look at the pictures.
Don't worry, it's a good feeling.
You're so fuckin' special.
I'm a creep.
Thursday, 23 September 2010
You are so beautiful to me.
Learn it by heart and repeat it daily.
That is how I feel about all of you.
Smile.
That is how I feel about all of you.
Smile.
Monday, 20 September 2010
Behind the curtain...
My mum sent me an email full of amazing photos, and i was so impressed with some of them that i thought I'd post them up here.
They are unexpected, cute, occasionally disturbing (hello Sean?), but all completely new to me, and hopefully to you too.
I just want to be friends with those two. So adorable. And Jane Fonda, who knew she could be so cute?
Coolest dude in the mutha' flippin' world, right here.
My mum pointed out that these guys just look like they've been really poorly photo shopped from different sized pictures. How much do you want to hug Harrison Ford though? Yum.
This one was the real revelation for me. For all that everyone talks about JFK and Marilyn, the only photo I've ever seen of them together was taken just after she sang him Happy Birthday. This photo really is one in a million, and i wonder why it's not more famous. You can really feel a tenderness between them.
I know i keep saying I'm going to post more instead of just showing some photos and running away, but I'm in the Internet wasteland at the moment. I have no connection at my house, and my iTouch is being stroppy, so I'm stealing minutes at university (that's right, i travelled 3 miles to write this post, that's how dedicated i am to you guys!). As soon as I'm connected again I'll be posting all kinds of exciting things, i promise.
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