5.27.2009
5.26.2009
the stale taste of recycled air
Soo I'm in the airport right now waiting to board my plane. Its going to be such a looong flight. We take off at 2:30pm and arrive in Athens at 1:10pm, which I believe is like 6 am here. oh lawd. I was driven to the airport yesterday by both of my former Spanish professors which was pretty hilarious. They brought their 2 year old son Ivan with them and he was the best travel partner ever. He wants to be an orchestra conductor when he grows up so he was constantly singing and waving his arms and pretending to play different instruments. oh and also we sang jingle bells about 45 times in a row. Here's his sweet little face:
alrighty. I will post again when I find an internet cafe in Greece. yesssss.
alrighty. I will post again when I find an internet cafe in Greece. yesssss.
5.21.2009
i need.
i wish mine didn't get stolen. :-\
also, more bad news. my Canon Rebel K2 is missing. gone for good. uggggggh
5.19.2009
the best film news i've seen in a long time.
"I’m not sure how I missed the news that Haruki Murakami’s tremendous novel Norwegian Wood was being adapted to film, or that one of my favorite little-known directors, Tran Anh Hung (Cyclo, The Scent of Green Papaya), was helming the project. If so, my mind would have been slightly more prepared to absorb the casting news we’ve received today.
Kenichi Matsuyama, best known as L in the live action Death Note films, has been cast as Toru Watanabe, the main character in the film. More interesting to me (and I assume all of you) is the addition of Rinko Kikuchi, who has made her mark with Babel and The Brother’s Bloom, has been cast as Naoko, the emotionally trouble love interest who causes all sorts of heartache for Toru. The book is essentially a tale of Toru’s love life in his younger days, but as with everything Murakami it’s also so much more.
I count the novel as one of my favorite books, and after countless readings I can’t think of a more perfect casting choice for Naoko than Kikuchi. The story pretty much revolves around her, and Kikuchi has demonstrated that she can play emotionally fragile characters very well in Babel.
The notion of Tran Anh Hung adapting Murakami is sort of mind blowingly perfect. Both are famous for presenting vivid images to their audiences via their respective mediums, and both also love to incorporate Western pop culture into their work. I know Hung may not exactly be a household name, even for cinephiles, but all you have to do is check out his film Cyclo to recognize his talent."
5.06.2009
heavy boots.
it's been awhile.
i'm moving into an apartment with some friends for the summer this week and I'm beyond excited. Its complete with green walls, a kitten, a pool, and free thai food. just great. also very exciting- i found my copy of Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close which I had lost for like 3 months! mmmmm its so good. i can't read it without being filled completely with emotion. and by that I mean crying. ha.
examples of it's goodness:
“We laughed and laughed, together and separately, out loud and silently, we were determined to ignore whatever needed to be ignored, to build a new world from nothing if nothing in our world could be salvaged, it was one of the best days of my life, a day during which I lived my life and didn’t think about my life at all.”
“If I’d been somone else in a different world I’d've done something different, but I was myself and the world was the world, so I was silent.”
“The end of suffering does not justify the suffering, and so there is no end to suffering, what a mess I am, I thought, what a fool, how foolish and narrow, how worthless, how pinched and pathetic, how helpless.”
“I have no need for the past, I thought, like a child. I did not consider that the past might have a need for me.”
“I shook my tambourine the whole time, because it helped me remember that even though I was going through different neighborhoods, I was still me.”
“I like to see people reunited, maybe that’s a silly thing, but what can I say, I like to see people run into each other, I like the kissing and the crying, I like the impatience, the stories that the mouth can’t tell fast enough, the ears that aren’t big enough, the eyes that can’t take in all of the change, I like the hugging, the bringing together, the end of missing someone…”
“I should have drowned us there in the room, ended our suffering, they would have found us floating face-down in two thousand white pages, or buried under the salt of my evaporated tears…”
“I thought, it’s a shame that we have to live, but it’s a tragedy that we get to live only one life, because if I’d had two lives, I would have spent one of them with her.”
“That’s been my problem. I miss what I already have, and I surround myself with things that are missing.”
“I spent my life learning to feel less. Every day I felt less. Is that growing old? Or is it somthing worse? You cannot protect yourself from sadness without protecting yourself from happiness.”
“She let out a laugh, and then she put her hand over her mouth, like she was angry at herself for forgetting her sadness.”
“No matter how much I feel, I’m not going to let it out. If I have to cry, I’m gonna cry on the inside. If I have to bleed, I’ll bruise. If my heart starts going crazy, I’m not gonna tell everyone in the world about it. It doesn’t help anything. It just makes everyone’s life worse….” “But if you’re burying your feelings deep inside you, you won’t really be you, will you?”
alright. if you havent read this already you must. right away!
i'm moving into an apartment with some friends for the summer this week and I'm beyond excited. Its complete with green walls, a kitten, a pool, and free thai food. just great. also very exciting- i found my copy of Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close which I had lost for like 3 months! mmmmm its so good. i can't read it without being filled completely with emotion. and by that I mean crying. ha.
examples of it's goodness:
“We laughed and laughed, together and separately, out loud and silently, we were determined to ignore whatever needed to be ignored, to build a new world from nothing if nothing in our world could be salvaged, it was one of the best days of my life, a day during which I lived my life and didn’t think about my life at all.”
“If I’d been somone else in a different world I’d've done something different, but I was myself and the world was the world, so I was silent.”
“The end of suffering does not justify the suffering, and so there is no end to suffering, what a mess I am, I thought, what a fool, how foolish and narrow, how worthless, how pinched and pathetic, how helpless.”
“I have no need for the past, I thought, like a child. I did not consider that the past might have a need for me.”
“I shook my tambourine the whole time, because it helped me remember that even though I was going through different neighborhoods, I was still me.”
“I like to see people reunited, maybe that’s a silly thing, but what can I say, I like to see people run into each other, I like the kissing and the crying, I like the impatience, the stories that the mouth can’t tell fast enough, the ears that aren’t big enough, the eyes that can’t take in all of the change, I like the hugging, the bringing together, the end of missing someone…”
“I should have drowned us there in the room, ended our suffering, they would have found us floating face-down in two thousand white pages, or buried under the salt of my evaporated tears…”
“I thought, it’s a shame that we have to live, but it’s a tragedy that we get to live only one life, because if I’d had two lives, I would have spent one of them with her.”
“That’s been my problem. I miss what I already have, and I surround myself with things that are missing.”
“I spent my life learning to feel less. Every day I felt less. Is that growing old? Or is it somthing worse? You cannot protect yourself from sadness without protecting yourself from happiness.”
“She let out a laugh, and then she put her hand over her mouth, like she was angry at herself for forgetting her sadness.”
“No matter how much I feel, I’m not going to let it out. If I have to cry, I’m gonna cry on the inside. If I have to bleed, I’ll bruise. If my heart starts going crazy, I’m not gonna tell everyone in the world about it. It doesn’t help anything. It just makes everyone’s life worse….” “But if you’re burying your feelings deep inside you, you won’t really be you, will you?”
alright. if you havent read this already you must. right away!
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