Getting Through Saturday
Thursday, 31st July 2008, 7:21pmFor the last few weeks I’ve had a spectre lurking in the corner of my consciousness. My mum has decided to have a garden party for her birthday on Saturday, and I’m dreading it.
Now don’t get me wrong, I’m happy for my mother and want her to enjoy her birthday celebrations, but I am not looking forward to spending a whole day socialising with relatives. Being totally honest, I am particularly not looking forward to being ridiculed about my weight. Two years ago my godmother made a comment about my weight, when I was actually the lightest I’d been for many years. Though she’s not a slim woman she felt it was okay to put me down in front of other people. It hurt me that instead of asking about my job or my interests she felt that this was the only thing she wanted to discuss with me.
Now I’m heavier than I was two years ago, and I fully anticipate that she or someone else will say something about it. I need a strategy to get through the day, to ensure that any such negativity doesn’t drive me crazy.
A few days ago I decided to tell my mum that I was happy to help her to setup the party, but I didn’t want to be there when the guests arrived. She was upset, and said that she wanted me to be there. I told her my worries, and she said that if someone says something hurtful to me I should just smile and make a swift exit.
Do you have any suggestions?
The Dark Knight: A Confused Review
Thursday, 31st July 2008, 3:34pmI saw The Dark Knight at the IMAX last Friday, and I’m considering going to see it again soon, not because I thought it was particularly awesome and want to relive each moment for a second time, but because I’ve forgotten so much of it already. I’m not sure if I was completely braindead from working all day before I went to the cinema, or just being overwhelmed by the IMAX experience, but after the movie, when my friend was talking about all the moments she liked from the movie, I couldn’t remember most of them. It was like I’d had a blackout. I can’t explain it.
I remember sitting in my tiny chair, with my handbag on my lap, and feeling completely menaced and mesmerised by Heath Ledger’s Joker. Every moment he was on screen was fraught with stress, for he had no concern for anyone, including himself. Everyone else, including Batman, was a planet revolving around the Joker’s Sun. He was a force of nature, a lunatic, “an agent of chaos”. He repulsed me with his reptilian lip-licking, but fascinated me with his demented genius. The moment when he performed his “magic trick” really disturbed me, not least when thinking about all the small children who were watching and who could easily imitate that move with their peers.
I’d forgotten how much Batman’s gravelly tone irritated me. I think I preferred his previous suit, though of course it’s good that he could turn his head now.
The character arc of Harvey Dent was very interesting to watch, as his perceptions and motivations changed so dramatically during the movie.
I enjoyed the scenes between Bruce Wayne and Alfred, the banter between them felt natural and gave the audience a brief respite from all the violence and madness. Though I really rate Maggie Gyllenhaal, I didn’t feel much chemistry between her and Bale.
As always Morgan Freeman gave a solid performance, and his character’s principles about the invasive use of technology to find the Joker raised the issue about how far we should permit authorities to invade our privacy in order to catch terrorists. The situation with the boats also raised some interesting issues about how ordinary people react when their lives are threatened, though I fear that in real life the outcome may have been very different.
Watching this movie in the IMAX really allowed us to enjoy the panoramic views of the city. The amazing sound projection of the space also brought a feeling of realism to the events on screen.
I’d be very surprised if Heath Ledger didn’t get the Supporting Actor Oscar, and it’s such a shame that he died when he was just starting to achieve his full potential.
Though I prefer Batman Begins to this movie, I feel that DK was a very good followup. It gives a bleak comment on our world today, where our protectors and our enemies are not so different.
I would also say that the movie was slightly too long. There were a few scenes which (though excellent) could have been cut, and probably would have made for a more coherent storyline. As my friend and I concluded on the way home, sometimes less is more.
And the Joker agrees with me, look!
Urban Recluse Rating:
A few more words about Hancock
Tuesday, 29th July 2008, 10:02pmSorry about my previous post. I don’t know what kind of demon that possessed me. I can only blame it on the book I was reading a moment ago, which is about social druggies in London, plus the pounding rock of Skunk Anansie playing in the background. (Devil music, indeed.)
The movie was pretty good, until the origin story in the last third took over. Plus they needed to set him up against a proper antagonist with powers equal or superior to his own, not some demented psychiatrist.
A One Word Review of Hancock
Tuesday, 29th July 2008, 9:49pmWank.
Three Musical Thoughts of the Day
Tuesday, 29th July 2008, 7:59pmYou can fill in the blanks
10am
Video: I Can’t Dance by Genesis
Noon
Video: Wouldn’t it be Loverly from My Fair Lady
3pm
Video: Twisted (Everyday hurts) by Skunk Anansie
Hot Swing and her Daughters
Tuesday, 29th July 2008, 1:04amI’m not looking forward to going to bed tonight. It’s going to be one of those humid nights where the bedsheets stick to your dampened limbs and you wake up feeling like you’ve battled against an army all night.
Just finished a book called The Musician’s Daughter by Rupert Holmes, which was very good. The original title of the book was Swing, and in their wisdom the publishers decided to change the title for their UK edition.
I guess that they were targeting a different demographic over here, trying to market the book as something akin to all those other books named after the daughter of a ‘memory-keeper’, or a pirate (which I recently read) or an abortionist. However, I felt that the original name was much more appropriate to the spirit of the novel. They also removed the complimentary CD of music which was attached to the original book. Sure I can download it from his website, but it’s not the same.
Moan, moan, moan. I know. My only excuses are the heat, and an annoying bellyache. Bedtime.
Distractions
Sunday, 27th July 2008, 7:43pmI’m baking right now. It’s so hot and sticky here that I can’t think straight. I’ve got an electric fan but it’s not helping much.
My bedroom’s a tip, and I keep looking at the random crap strewn around the room. It’s nearly 8pm and I haven’t made up my bed.
There are so many things I could write about here, but the urge to blog has disappeared for tonight. I’m hoping that by tomorrow I’ll have sorted my head out.
New Look, New Domain
Sunday, 27th July 2008, 3:17pmPeople don’t change. Only their costumes do. ~ Gene Moore
I got fed up of seeing all that grey when I looked at this blog, so I decided to change it to a dark green. I also spent some time on tweaking functional aspects of the site such as the top menu and the styling of comments.
I’ve also switched domains to recluse.me as I felt that it was more reflective of what I’m about, and easier to remember. If you used to link to my previous address, I’d really appreciate it if you could update your blogroll to the new one. In the meantime anyone who navigates to the old address will be redirected here.
My rss readers needn’t be concerned by these changes, as I’ve retained the same feed address.
I’ve still got a couple more things to do with the blog before I can relax (e.g. sorting out my categories and tags), but I’m happy with it so far.
Please let me know if anything looks strange (stranger than normal), and include your operating system and browser info. If you love it, tell me that too!
Interpretations of Batman
Wednesday, 23rd July 2008, 4:27amThree weeks ago I bought my ticket to see the Dark Knight this Friday at the IMAX, and I can’t wait. At the moment I’m trying to avoid spoilers while gearing myself for the most anticipated blockbuster of the year.
Tonight I watched the animated movie Batman: Gotham Knight which I rented via iTunes. It was designed as a bridge between Batman Begins and The Dark Knight, and depicts some of Batman earliest battles, whilst also exploring some aspects of Bruce Wayne’s origins and his path towards becoming Batman.
Though the movie works well as an anthology, the work of different animation teams is apparent in the disparate animation styles. I felt that this worked well as it showed that although Batman’s core values shone through in each story, he could be viewed through a range of perspectives.
This point was explored in the first tale which featured a group of kids who’d each had encounters with Batman and had a different interpretation on what they’d seen. The second story featured a cop who imagined Batman to be a dangerous vigilante, until personal experience of Batman changed his mind. The other four chapters focussed on Bruce Wayne/Batman himself; his values, his fears, his strengths and his motivations.
Overall, it was a great way to re-immerse myself in the legend and the mythology of this most human of super-heroes.
Urban Recluse Rating:
By the way, I’m really baffled about the reports that Christian Bale allegedly assaulted his mother and sister. I’m hoping that it’s not as awful as it sounds.
Good Girl, Bad Girl
Wednesday, 23rd July 2008, 3:07am
Sienna Miller heals Balthazar Getty with breast therapy as he struggles with the guilt over the breakdown of his marriage. (via Webster’s is My Bitch)
I’m still fairly friendly with Dirk, the married guy who has wanted me for ages. I’ve got to be careful with him though. Today he tried to manoeuvre me into a dark place in order to have some sort of adulterous contact, but I resisted his amorous advances and stayed out of his clutches. A few minutes after, I recalled a line from The Lord’s Prayer, despite the fact that I gave up Catholicism more than a decade ago: “And lead us not into temptation.” Fear of sinning wasn’t what stopped me from succumbing though, I just didn’t want to become entangled in such a messy situation. I’ve suggested so many things to him, (talking to his wife, marriage counselling, using a prostitute, etc.) but he doesn’t want my advice…
Of course I fancy him - in his twenties he was a professional model, and even at 39 years of age he’s the best looking man who’s ever shown an interest in me - but I don’t see the point in being more than friends with him. His main focuses are his penis, and maintaining the lifestyle that he has set up for himself; although he is fond of me and often says that I’m a “nice person”, he’s all about his own needs. That said, I like him as a friend; he’s quite a character, but even if he wasn’t married I doubt we’d be a good match for a relationship as he’s too selfish, unfocussed and unsubtle.
Perhaps Sienna feels justified in stealing the affections of a married man, but I wonder what the future holds for this tainted love.