I must have mentioned something about Extension 2? Yeah I would have. I was on 4300 words this morning (aim is 8000 by August), and have been sitting on 4300 for about a month. Today I hit 5565 words. I wrote 1265 words today. Blogging must be good for it. I’m feeling really positive right about now.
white bread
Two new Arcade Fire songs. The Suburbs and Month of May. I would have paid for them, but they are avoiding iTunes for whatever reason, so uTorrent it is. I was scared and apprehensive before playing them. What if they were no good? What if the ‘Fire had let me down?
They didn’t. Both are vastly different. Both are fucking fantastic.
The album is released on my birthday - 2.8.2010 - good present if you ask me.
Got to love those French-Canadians.
I like movies. I like going to the movies. I like going to the movies and seeing advertisements for upcoming movies.
Movies often interest me - from their ads, descriptions or trailers. I think that is the point of that trinity anyway, to get me interested, to make me involved. But I see ads and think “this sounds great, but I feel it will be terrible.” Here is a list of those movies - keeping in mind I have not seen them yet.
- Burn After Reading
- What Just Happened?
- Moon
And example of this is the 2009 film “Up In The Air” directed by the reliable Jason Reitman. High hopes. I had high hopes. Good reviews, dark horse in the Oscar race, it had all the hallmarks of an excellent movie. It was passable. It was good but I didn’t really enjoy it as much as I expected. One thing that really pissed me off was the billing of Zach Gialfankis (I know that is spelt wrong) and J. K Simmons (Juno fame) during the opening sequence. Neither of those actors had a portion of screen time significant enough to make it there. So really, I feel a little betrayed.
Christ, why do I even care about this anyway?
Did I write anything on the Six Feet Under finalé? I don’t think I did. Anyway, I consumed five seasons of that show in about 3 or 4 months. 63 episodes. About 60 hours. All… perfect. But nothing comes close to the last episode. Absolute, total perfection. There are two types of finalés. Basically - good & bad. Bad? We’ll use season 2 of British drama Skins. Great show. Disappointing, and crushing ending. We want these shows to answer questions that have always been asked - not create questions to forever be ignored. With the ultimate act of douchebaggery, Skins ended with Sid outside a New York restaurant, with his love Cassie working inside. The did not make contact. Fade to black. Fade to pissed of teens and hipsters.
Anyway, SFU was the direct opposite of this. It just… was absolutely perfect! The perfect sumation of the perfect series. The ethereal “Breathe Me” by Sia, playing over a touching montage, eventually fading into white light was the perfect way to leave us. I don’t wonder what the Fisher family does now. I know how their story ends.
Just like this one.
SIX FEET UNDER
2001 - 2005
Help, I have done it again
I have been here many times before
Hurt myself again today
And, the worst part is there’s no-one else to blame
Be my friend
Hold me, wrap me up
Unfold me
I am small
I’m needy
Warm me up
And breathe me
Ouch I have lost myself again
Lost myself and I am nowhere to be found,
Yeah I think that I might break
I’ve lost myself again and I feel unsafe
I watched the last episode of Six Feet Under. I feel different somehow. It’s amazing. I didn’t cry at the time. But I feel like i’ve been on the brink ever since 11.33pm last night.
I took this picture with a Golden Half. Excellent.
Post post post. Making a post. Yeah so I had a brief discussion about followers with friends today. How important is it? Maybe it isn’t important to me because I have 2. Maybe it is important to them because they have so much more. I’m telling myself that it doesn’t matter because this is a private outlet for me. A private outlet for which I have zero time for right now. Enjoy, 2 followers.
“Goes for the heartstrings by way of the rectum and feels sorely uneven as a result.”
Isn’t that a great quote? I’m feeling that comedy cinema is totally cyclical. Judd Apatow! Cutting edge! A movie about virginity? About pregnancy? ABOUT SWEARING TEENS?! MY GOD! But as the above line would indicate - “Get Him To The Greek” is anything but an addition to Ebert’s top films. Early review, and yes it is only one, but “Funny People” tanked (lack of…funny people - oh and Adam Sandler) and i’m afraid that this groundbreaking stuff is going to the dogs.
“A giddy Diddy turn aside, this wildly uneven comedy doesn’t travel very far.”
I like Jonah Hill. I like Seth Rogen. I like Michael Cera. I like Russell Brand. They all play the same characters, in every single movie. If I ever see Michael Cera, in a role where he is not innocent, naive teen with soft voice, then I think the second sign of the apocalypse is upon us (the first was Sandra Bullock’s Oscar). Seth Rogen - the slob, initially repulsive but we come to love him! Russell Brand is just a sex pest. A funny sex pest. Jonah Hill though, I quite like. He isn’t so stereotyped. A solid turn in “Evan Almighty” (despite the sinking ark of a film), and a fantastic cameo in “The 40 Year Old Virgin” - he is fantastic. Let us switch over now, to the previous cycle.
Ben Stiller, Will Ferrell, Owen Wilson and Steve Carell. I think they were called the Frat Pack I think. Film after film after FILM. By the time “The Heartbreak Kid” rolled around we were all sick of it, and just didn’t see it. “Talledega Nights” was the end for Ferrell - wasn’t “Step Brothers” straight to DVD? Steve Carell somehow managed to escape this sinkhole, he made it into an Apatow film before we really knew what and Apatow film was. This, coupled with an excellent role in the American version of “The Office” meant that Carrell stayed relevant, funny, and interesting. In terms of Wilson - the whole situation got awkward after the suicide attempt. So we just won’t talk about it.
Excellent.
Facebook is funny. Connecting has never had less privacy. I had this policy of accepting friend requests - regardless of how tenuous the connection. The logic being, if I ever needed to stalk someone (which is what we use Facebook for, let’s face it) I would have enough connections to do so. Alas, I realised that all these people can see me aswell. So first action was to attack my privacy settings. Gone was the ability of the world to simply search my name, and know my basic details. Next, was the friend list. Now I think it is fair to say that humans are sociable little creatures. I have met hundreds of people. I know less people than that - easily. But for this policy - met was enough. Not only that, I would accept people I simply KNEW of. The result was about 480 “friends”. So let the butchering begin. I went through the list of people about 4 times. No, no, no, yes, no - hell no - no — and on it went. Clicking the little X was so satisfying. By time of posting I had culled to about 380. One hundred people that I have no real connection with. Facebook is about Connecting People. Networking, sharing information. At the end of the day, I don’t really want share. It isn’t like i’m introverted - not the case at all. I just think you should all mind your own business.
[reddit.]
“OK, we’ll start the lesson with a prayer - turn to pages 16 and 17 of your diary”
We follow the directive.
“Let’s see… OK… Josh pick a prayer for us”
Oh christ not me. Oh hold on, I don’t mean christ, I mean… shoot. Yeah, shoot. God is watching, yeah? This is studies of Religion. OK a prayer. The sensible answer is the Glory Be. Short, sweet. But that is the cop out! Over in a flash! No, teacher won’t have that. Our Father! Medium length, classic - vintage even. A well trodden path. Perhaps too well trodden? Yes I think so. The Beatitudes? Too long, and far too preachy. The Peace Prayer of St. Francis! No… no… Francis liked repetition too much, it irks me. Plus it reminds me of that-er, uh-er, Kennedy-er, speech-er. Whats left? The one about Mary McKillop? It’s topical, therefore it has merit, but could I be bothered? It doesn’t even seem like a prayer, more a block of text. Think think think……
“Josh? A prayer?”
“Uhm…. the Hail Mary?”
“Good choice.”
Thank Christ for that. I mean thank goodness. Yeah.
