So, I've been angrily judging my friends for not posting in days, when I realized "Hey, you haven't posted for quite some time (as blogs generally go)." Sadly, I haven't had that much exciting that I've done or thought to share with the world. And the excitement of having comments from two non-personal acquaintances show up (meaning there are others who have read my blog) has quickly turned to anxiety over what I'm writing. I mean I want these others to think I'm witty and cool and not a nerd...okay, maybe they could be fooled into thinking I'm a witty, cool nerd.
My spring break has not been very productive. I'm struggling to write my paper on Hero; I'm having lots of interesting thoughts about it, but when I sit down to put them on paper (actually will that expression soon be "on screen" because that's the reality of it), I have no organization. I have not even thought about grading, which could turn ugly quickly, if put off much longer.
I've cut myself off from insipid TV and am only allowed to check email and blogs online, yet I'm still distracting myself with Martha Stewart inspired crafts and brainless novels that are only page-turners. I did start The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy and that seems somewhat clever, but that's probably the most worth-while use of my time. That and a novel my friend wrote, but I'm finding it difficult to read that as anything other than an autobiography and if that's true, I just want to cry and feel sorry for him, but I'm sure he'd hate that.
I watched Spider, a David Cronenberg film with Ralph Fiennes, Gabriel Byrnes, Miranda Richardson, which was quite boring. There were supposed to be (I think) two shocking plot twists that would have been interesting, but they were both spoiled because I a) watched the trailer and read the back of the case (spoiler 1) and b) casually glanced at the chapter list to see how many there were and read one that gave away the turn of events (spoiler 2). I wanted to like this film. I generally love Ralph (he's going to be an amazing Voldemorte), and I even admired his taking on a role in which he utters approximately three discernible sentences. Creepy, disturbed characters generally make me feel pity (and occasionally attraction) rather than revulsion, but I was emotionally neutral towards him.
Hopefully, there will be exciting movies for me in the mail today.
1 comment:
I saw Spider after reading the book. Neither are great. Ralph's fine, but I wasn't crazy about either version of the story. It had some interesting moments, but that's about it.
The book did have some interesting insights into the character that you just don't get with the movie, but the movie made him slightly more sympathetic. (Just imagine how unsympathetic he must be in the book, then!)
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