Breaking the Dawn

Got a splitting headache. It’s six in the morning and I just got “home”. The quotation marks are irrelevant. I don’t remember when was the last time I felt such a sudden urge to write something down, without actually having anything to write. Maybe it’s just a need to prove that I am coherent enough to hit the keys in the appropriate order to form actual words.

Drank a lot tonight. I guess. But it wasn’t really a lot because here I am on the precipice of dawn, sitting on a strange terrace writing nothing in particular. I tried to read, however it seems that my impressive headache is more conducive to writing than it is to reading. Something which I find utterly interesting, but do not feel the need to delve into the issue.

Got out of my routine. Feels good. But it lacks something. He knows who he is and where he is.

I’m trying to follow my own train of thought and it invariably wanders back to the windy, desolate night and the flickering lights at the entrance of the supermarket. It wanders back to the silence.

Beyond the dark there is a world which I cannot see.

I’m a bit drunk right now, in case you did not realize, and I’m trying to write it off, the fuzzy feeling in my head. Never liked it much, feeling muddled. Understandable, having in mind that my greatest fear is losing my mental acuity. It’s a bit pathetic that I would actually resort to drinking substantial quantities of alcohol, having that in mind. But I’m weak as the next person. Maybe more.

I do like the cold. I feel comfortably numb.

I really should go to sleep now. Dawn is breaking.

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Oh, look. I’ve written another non-review!

My compulsion to write about Interstellar is as strong as my disinterest for it. I cannot explain it. I normally don’t judge things I have not experienced. I think that is irresponsible. Still, here it goes. From the moment I saw the trailer for Interstellar I hated it. I just hate it with the entirety of my being. It’s prejudiced and pathetic to have such powerful feelings about something you haven’t given a real chance. But it’s there.

Where does it come from? It comes from an impression there’s an overwhelming perception of Christopher Nolan as an artisté (yes, artisté not artist) who hides his enormous artistic sensibilities behind blockbusters such as Batman and Inception.

That’s a load of crap. I’ve seen every single movie he’s made after Memento (not Interstellar, obviously) and I think most of them are pretentious and suffer from illusions of grandeur. I liked Batman Begins, The Dark Knight and The Dark Knight Rises not so much. I absolutely loved Inception. Memento is one of my favourite movies.

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I do not think he’s a genius writer/director who’s shaken the industry to its core with his treatment of abstract ideas. I think he’s a guy who takes great actors, a lot of special effects and spins them around some emotion or idea in a visually impressive way. It takes mad skillz to do that, undoubtedly, but it does not make him a genius.

I’ve stumbled upon a great article about the “Christopher Nolan Disease” which Sady Doyle defines as:

“…a saddening affliction, most common among blockbuster film directors named Christopher Nolan, in which vast, immersive, awe-inspiring worlds are created solely in order to tell the same damn story over and over again.”

Maybe I’m wrong and misguided, maybe most people think he’s overrated. There is a lot of criticism of his status as “one of the most influential directors of the new millennium” in the very article that calls him just that. I do however feel the need to point out the nascent nature of the new millennium.

I do know that I hate Interstellar and I felt a need to share that.

From Rags

I’ve read a total of 66 pages and it was enough for me to conclude that this book will never get To Riches.

Jaxxon is a young woman who has been in foster care, together with her sister Leah and Connor, a boy of 16 with which she has shared a single kiss when she was fourteen. Connor left, never to fulfil his promise and come back to her. Through shitty plot development, they once again come together. Immense sexual tension was supposed to ensue, but there was none of it due to ineptness of the author.

Jaxxon, the protagonist, is a derisive, obnoxious woman. Her homicidal tendencies are supposed to show us how tough and unrelenting she is, I guess. To me it was just freaky and made me a little bit scared. Let me illustrate:

“She wanted to be away from both of them so she could alone enjoy the fantasy of slaughtering them in their sleep.”

I think that’s just sick. 

Now, about that sexual tension between Connor and Jaxxon. There is none. There is just talk about how there’s a lot of sexual tension that everyone can see (except the reader ).

“The sexual tension was so thick it was almost visible.”

~ Key word ALMOST.

“He was itching to touch her, hold her, kiss her, drive himself into her.”

~ The pinnacle of sexual tension in From Rags.

What I particularly detest is the fact that Jaxxon saying “No” is not taken into consideration, because let’s face it, Connor knows what she really wants because he kissed her once when she was 14.

“The angrier she got the more she bloody aroused him.”

~ Very healthy,

I’ll finish with my favourite sentence:

“She was concerned that she might be turning into a eunuch.”

In summation, if you want to read a book which has undergone dubious editing, which deals with an implausible attraction between two thoroughly unlikeable characters who share no chemistry, From Rags is the perfect book for you.

Abby… Normal?

Anatomy of Reading

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Two days ago I finished reading Frankenstein: or the Modern Prometheusby Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley and once again I noticed something – if this book had been written in the 21st century it would have been done as at least a 4 part series with 400 pages per book. This way it was a 230 page single volume book.

There’s so much that happens in this book – years and years of action, murder after murder, investigations, trials, imprisonments, travels and exploration. Now, Mary had the good luck of living when she lived, because the resulting book is fast paced, not tiring, easy to read and fun. If, instead it had been written by a modern writer the first part of Viktor’s education and research would have been done in such detail (and on at least 500 pages) that after the “it’s a live!” moment the average reader would have…

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Dark World Eye Candy

As a fan, I find it hard to curb my enthusiasm about the upcoming sequel. Understandably, I cannot avoid a post with those shiny new Empire covers.

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Some deviant artwork to brighten things up…

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I know there’s only a few people out there who prefer Thor to Loki, but we as a minority have our rights 🙂

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Let us all forget about Batfleck and look forward to the new Thor movie, shall we?

Russian Winter Triumphs over Olympism?

Maybe you’ve heard of something called the Olympic Charter? Well, it is the codification of the Fundamental Principles of Olympism, apparently.  The Principles tell us that Olympism is a philosophy of life, that is “seeks to create a way of life based on the joy of effort, the educational value of good example, social responsibility and respect for universal fundamental ethical principles.” It’s goal is tois to place sport at the service of the harmonious development of humankind, with a view to promoting a peaceful society concerned with the preservation of human dignity.”

And my favourite:

Any form of discrimination with regard to a country or a person on grounds of race, religion, politics, gender or otherwise is incompatible with belonging to the Olympic Movement.

Stephen Fry at a protest in London over gay rights in Russia. Photograph: Anthony Devlin/PA
Stephen Fry at a protest in London over gay rights in Russia. Photograph: Anthony Devlin/PA (source: theguardian.com)

Allow me to state a few more facts.

August 9th

The International Olympic Committee is waiting for more clarifications from the Russian government on the anti-gay law that is overshadowing preparations for the Winter Games in Sochi, IOC President Jacques Rogge said Friday.

August 16th

The United States Olympic Committee, seemingly backtracking on an earlier statement – and now outright contradicting the International Olympic Committee – says Russia’s draconian new anti-gay law is inconsistent with fundamental Olympic principles.

August 22nd

Russia has given assurances its anti-gay “propaganda” law will not affect the Winter Olympics, says International Olympic Committee chief Jacques Rogge.

The International Olympic Committee (IOC) has released a statement saying it is content with the reassurances given by Russia over an anti-gay law signed in June for the Sochi 2014 Winter Olympics.

August 23rd

A decree banning demonstrations and rallies has been signed by Russian President Vladimir Putin, and will take place over the duration of the Sochi 2014 Winter Olympics.

I think Freddie wants a word with you.

I had a dream
When I was young
A dream of sweet illusion
A glimpse of hope and unity
And visions of one sweet union
But a cold wind blows
And a dark rain falls
And in my heart it shows
Look what they’ve done to my dreams

Is Korean Top Gear Funny in Korea?

I have no idea.
In Top Gear (BBC) talent meets true love and passion, and utter understanding of what each segment of the audience wants. They took a topic which is interesting to a small part of the population, and made it appealing to a wider audience – people who don’t care one bit about cars. Sounds simple enough, but using a niche to appeal to a wider audience is, I believe, a bitch.
Here’s how Koreans do it.

I have no idea how popular Korean Top Gear is. I’m wondering, is the Top Gear concept as appealing to the Koreans as it is to us who have grown up in an anglo-infested entertainment world?