Felt like saying hello:P Nothing's new,and I'm just really r-e-a-l-l-y tired. I haven't done a review for ages!All I feel like is sleeping. And uploading music. Which brings me,fellow readers(yeah sure,nobody reads my stuff!:P), to the point I start complaining about youtube. I've been trying to upload some songs from Metronomy's new album "The english riviera" cause I found it amazing,but ummm youtube,or at least the recording label,keeps blocking my videos. The album came out like a month ago,but still,there are other people with some of those tracks on youtube as well. Where's the difference? Plus, I tried uploading other stuff too,like that video from Poirot's live at Passport and the sound goes off.Naaah,fuck you youtube.
Goodbye cruel world.If you never see me again,it's because "you're so beautiful it hurts to look at you."
No time for explanations.I should have said it earlier.
It's impressive how confusing things can be in my head. I just spent three days in Meteora with my family for the easter holidays. It was pretty awesome,the place and all i mean. It was cool,really. But my sister has made my life a living hell. She's like trying to convince me she has absolutely no love for me in her. It must be some kind of jealousy about "sharing" our mum,but even if she's five years old she is able to understand that what she does is just not right. And again. People confuse me. People say the dont care a t a l l and still ask your opinion. Well why ask me if you dont care? Go ask someone else whose opinion matters. Or just admit you care even *that* little. People really confuse me. My friends fall in love with each other,and its either bad timing and heartbreaks or total love. Oh,and i forgot to mention that I'm the one that learns about all this at the end. Just when i see it with my own eyes and they can't hide it anymore. Meanwhile,people do trust me with all kinds of secrets. Secrets about everything,secrets that most people know or -even better- secrets that im the first person e v e r to tell. Even if its not something really bad or weird or anything,i still get all the burden. I mean,of course,they didn't kill anybody,but still they had the burden and they talked to me about it so i got all the burden. And im supposed to act as if nothing happened,as if none of it matters to me. I just dont get it. Do you?
I don't have much to say really. I missed one 3day trip with my class cause I wanted so bad to have these few days off,and I had 'em. Thing is,I got my asthma once again,so I mainly stayed in. I had like SO MANY plans for these two days. However I made it to the cinema-hooray! Watched Hanna and decided from the start that it's one of the best films I have EVER watched. It was SO incredibly great. In every possible way. I can't explain really why I fell so madly in love with it,but I did. And I was not supposed to be talking about this film today,but since I started...
Hanna (Saoirse Ronan) is a teenage girl. Uniquely, she has the strength, the stamina, and the smarts of a soldier; these come from being raised by her father (Eric Bana), an ex-CIA man, in the wilds of Finland. Living a life unlike any other teenager, her upbringing and training have been one and the same, all geared to making her the perfect assassin. The turning point in her adolescence is a sharp one; sent into the world by her father on a mission, Hanna journeys stealthily across Europe while eluding agents dispatched after her by a ruthless intelligence operative with secrets of her own (Cate Blanchett). As she nears her ultimate target, Hanna faces startling revelations about her existence and unexpected questions about her humanity.
Where do I start off? Storyline? Direction? Soundtrack? Screenplay? It just all comes out great. It is beautiful. Can't say it in any other way. You are watching people getting murdered indeed, but the music used for the soundtrack transforms each scene into a masterpiece. I do not exaggerate. But I am getting obsesed over the movie,and the Chemical Brothers-who would have guessed? Their music just fits right. Also wanted to point out that Ronan's performance was absolutely stunning. She acted better than in any other movie.She's great in Atonement,City of ember and Lovely bones,but this one? This is waaay better than any of those.
As I said in the beginning I intended to blog about another movie.So fyi this is #462 but I'll have to come back to #475...
Ok, I've seriously lost any touch with reality. I don't understand how can time pass so quickly. Every day is like hell most of the times,so it generally keeps dragging on forever. However, it's over two weeks now that have passed just like that! I mean is it April? I thought it was still Feb or something. I even write --/02/11 on the date. And sometimes i write --/02/10. It's quite weird I must admit. It's like I've missed a year of my life or that I've lost me somewhere in between.
People do keep calling me weird. I'm almost always saying exactly what I'm thinking,without being too excessive of course. But they do call me weird and stuff, and still noone has told them that's what's weird indeed. :P
#476 Running with scissors
Most people I know like this movie. It's a story of how a boy was abandoned by his mother and how he, later, abandoned her. The year he'll be 14, the parents of Augusten Burroughs (1965- ) divorce, and his mother, who thinks of herself as a fine poet on the verge of fame, delivers him to the eccentric household of her psychiatrist, Dr. Finch. During that year, Augusten avoids school, keeps a journal, and practices cosmetology. His mother's mental illness worsens, he takes an older lover, he finds friendship with Finch's younger daughter, and he's the occasional recipient of gifts from an unlikely benefactor. Can he survive to come of age?(imdb)
First thing to say:I wouldn't say that was a comedy. Has some funny scenes but I believe they're there to drag on the dramatic tone of the movie and show how tragic life can be. Clearly drama for me. Truth be told, I didn't get that enthusiastic about it. It was interesting, as I like everything that has to do with mental illnesses and human mind. However,the movie wasn't that good in all its length. There where scenes kinda pointless, and some really great ones. I can't choose a favourite character, it would be most likely to choose Augusten's mum,Deirdre Burroughs(Annette Bening). She was meant to be weird and egoistic,and she did it! Augusten(Joseph Cross) was kinda neutral for my taste, but Finch's younger daughter, Natalie(Evan Rachel Wood), was far more interesting. Maybe it's just me, cause I like her in general(Thirteen,True Blood,etc). Even Gwyneth Paltrow's role as Finch's older daughter was way too macabre and sick(which I'm not going to explain,cause you have to see it for yourself:P).Agnes Finch is the most amazing of them all, when it comes to evolving the character...So I've got pretty mixed up whether I liked the film or not...not very useful, innit?
See?This could be very well be a funny clip,but the emptiness of it can only make me think about how much trouble there is in their heads/hearts/whatever.
"Hope: You know Natalie, youre so oral, you'll never get to anal Natalie: And youll never get a dick in your dried up cunt, you old maid!"
Don't we just love Natalie?
I think that pretty much sums up "me" today. I'm in love with the song. And I'm dancing to it,though I never dance. And I love Claire Danes and Jordan Catalano. I just like how he's always leaning. Against stuff. He leans great. I'll come back to this. Sure I will.
...I have to post this. I've been listening to it for almost an hour! I'd like to consider the guy who wrote it(Poirot) my friend. Well done George:) Things to believe in are hard to find
But I've always had a dream that warmed my mind
Let me tell you - I'll tell you
About my secret future paradise
I'm prepared to take off whatever the price
Start a new life - I want to buy a house in Mexico
I sometimes feel I should just settle down
Forget about my plans and become that clown you all want me to
But this song goes out to the world's bellybutton
I'll soon be coming home with my cat-feather hat on
Receive me - I wanna buy a house in Mexico
Maybe I will hate the weather
But I'm sure I'll stay forever
In the house I'll build with heart and soul
Don't you know - in Mexico
Don't you wear now that face
You don't care and it shows
I'm not even in the first seven things that occupy your sweet mind
I'll go down to a place
That nobody knows
Just to find those special moments of peace and leave all issues behind
Down in Mexico
Things are getting better. And I'm not going to talk about the guy I like for the past two years and who turned out to be gay. See? It's like I never mentioned it. I'm done with crying and all, our friendship is all that matters, innit? I mean I do need this. So, seriously now, being gay is not something anybody should be ashamed of. It's your choice and you have to support it. Which doesn't mean anything like "go ahead and tell everybody you know" but you get me. Plus, parents should respect things like that. They're still their children, they can't just make their lives a living hell. They've got rights. And parents' control should have some limits.
Anyway, I'm like falling in love with two things.My so-called life,this series with Claire Danes and Jared Leto,and Belle & Sebastian. Like that song:
im sick and tired of the way that i feel,
im sick of dreaming and its never for real.
im all alone with my deep thoughts.
im all alone with my heartache and my good intentions.
i work to eat and drink and sleep just to live,
feels like im never getting back what i give.
ive got a sad song in my sweet heart.
and all i really am is needing some love and attention.
and i dont want to cry my whole life through,
i want to do some laughing too.
so come on, come on, come on, come on, laugh with me.
and i dont want to die without shaking up a thing or two,
yeah, i want to do some dancing too.
so come on, come on, come on, come on, dance with me.
sometimes youve just gotta make it for yourself.
sometimes sugar, it just takes someone else.
sometimes youve just gotta make it for yourself.
sometimes baby, you just need someone else.
and i dont want to cry my whole life through
i want to do some laughing too
so come on, come on, come on, come on, laugh with me.
and i dont want to die without shaking up a thing or two
yeah, i want to do some dancing too
so come on, come on, come on, come on, dance with me.
sometimes youve just gotta make it for yourself.
sometimes honey, it just takes someone else.
sometimes youve just gotta make it for yourself.
sometimes darling, you just need someone else.
and i dont want to cry my whole life through
i want to do some laughing too
so come on, come on, come on, come on, laugh with me.
and i dont want to die without shaking up a thing or two
yeah, i want to do some dancing too
so come on, come on, come on, come on, dance with me.
Screw that. Life is shit, for real. Just when you think things have gotten better, life finds the perfect way to trick you again. You might think, it's alright, it's just another trick, just one out of the million, this is only one day out of my whole life. You might not care if your parents tell you that you're criticising them too harsh, but you're not,and they think you are. But there are people who do care. There are people who don't want to add their parents to their pile of miseries, and just want to discuss and not criticise.Cause, really, sometimes you wanna tell them, Hello, there's something bigger going on here, it's not only what you know, and even worse, what you think you know. What's that bigger thing going on? It's not like you have an easy answer for that, even if they ask you. But it's still there.
My brother writes poems. Really beautiful and sad poems, about a girl in his class. Damn,he didn't want to show the poems to us, his family, but he went and gave it to his class and his teachers. He took part in a poem and literature competition or something, without even telling us. Thank lord, my mum has those crazy ideas of messing up with our stuff and a tendency of searching them when we're not around. God knows how much I hate her when she does that. And she worked her magic once again, and found the poem and read it. And all she could say with tears on her eyes was "Could you ever imagine the little one had so much pain in his heart?" And yeah mum i can bloody imagine that. I've fucking been there,you've fucking been there and try to remember that and don't you dare say you have not. It's been three fucking years now I'm hiding that exact same pain. Haven't you noticed? It was only a year ago when you found my blog with my poems and my stories, my heartbroken stuff, and you made me delete it all. I wanna move on, but can't.
Day 330? Already? Nope. I am definitely not avoiding my challenge duties XD
As you can see, I update that thingy on the left,with all the titles and stuff. I just haven't found the time for the whole critic or something. Here,tomorrow is a national holiday. So it's not as if I have nothing else to do,but I just found a couple of minutes to do this. Enough of me blabbering about it.
#479 Zombieland
I did watch this right after Shaun of the dead... Which made me change my opinion on the worst movie ever subject. I found Zombieland so lame, and so overamericanised. If such word exists. So it just made me do the comparison between the two, and at least Shaun of the dead had some cool stuff in it. Zombieland was so based on that romance,and even zombies were disgusting. I mean,zombies are meant to be disgusting,but ... aaaarrrrgggghh I can't fucking explain this. Main actors: Emma Stone(the Easy A girl,I really really like her in general),Abigail Breslin(the Little Miss Sunshine girl,I like her too),Jesse Eisenberg(you know,the guy from Social Network-which I haven't seen:P-,or from Adventureland----am I the only one that confuses this guy with Michael Cera from Juno?I can't explain this!)
