Saturday, 24 March 2012
On really bad books
At times I am amazed by how bad certain books can be. I am not talking about the kind I wouldn’t even bother to pick up – I am talking about those I pick up because their reviews were five stars and they seem like something I would like to read at the time. Couple of days ago I decided on a chick novel starring folks from ancient Rome, because I like what TV’s been doing portraying ancient Rome lately and I couldn’t get my hands on any good books that would take place in Bangkok, which was my second choice on extreme societies (though with a better sense of humor) …
Ultimately I settled on Quinn’s Mistress of Rome, because out of all the similar bookies in our library, that one had the best marks. (I wanted to read off paper in my own language, while I wait for another book that’s been taken out at the mo).
I can’t believe sometimes, how bad books can be. This shouldn’t really come as a shock, because more than most of the bestsellers in these parts are complete and utter rubbish, a trend crowned by Da Vinci Code, which was plain old ridiculous, but it still throws me. I’m probably spoiled by the sort of people I socialize with and the sort of work we create – when we say a book is a heavy romance novel, it’s a heavy romance novel. When it’s perky fiction pulp, it’s perky fiction pulp. Genre is just genre, you can make an excellent, readable, fun and profound book within any of it. But don’t sell a book called ‘accurate Roman historical fiction with a lead heroine slave-turned-whore-turned-whatever’ to me and hope I have no expectations nor knowledge on the subject. Bitch, please. I’m a historian. I can sniff out stereotypes from two lines away and it starts to reek for the entire chapter I bother on, hoping the whole mess will improve once it gains momentum. How can I enjoy the mood of a narrative, if it’s written for twelve-year old nerdy schoolgirls or under-educated middle-aged housewives?Only too late did I notice that the american cover for this volume is a blatant rip-off from the original HBO series.... Seriously, is there no law against this mess??
... And, I stress again, this is from the front shelves. I dare not think what the stuff that didn’t get five out of five stars is like … O.o
I am now more resolved than ever to get my books to paper. Stay satisfied with reading the likes of Hadrian’s memoirs, and watching Spartacus and Rome, skipping the really gruesome bits, focusing on the costumes and politics …
… and there it is, Craig Parker’s penis again. But then again you can never tell with these shows, what with all their merkins and Kirk Douglas-es…
Friday, 23 March 2012
Thursday, 22 March 2012
The Hunger Games movie
Home from the movies. I love going with friends and I would do it way more often if a) there were more movies I would really want to pay to see and b) I had more friends with similar taste. I love going with The General as well, but he is the type to stare for hours on end at old Yugo partisan epics and I prefer the likes of, well, this :)
I loved the fact they didn’t rush it and didn’t make it into a killing movie. The whole story is about the absurdity of murder as methods of first crowd control and lastly, entertainment. The music goes superbly with it and so does the unsteady cam, which half the time really accentuates the feeling of being right there, right with them. Making you really glad you’re not. They even removed the over-the-top bits, meeting the bare minimum of the parts the author of the book didn’t do too well (the monster dogs at the end. There was just enough of those, thank you.) Even the casting of the two boys was well done, as neither of them was supposed to be anything special really, just ‘there’. One she grew up with and he was kinda handsome and loyal, the other she went through hell with and was just nice and good. She didn’t really *love* any of them, especially not one over the other, but everyone kept expecting her to, pushing her into making all those choices. She was so well measured – just the right amount of awesome and fucked. The way she shakes uncontrollably just before she has to walk into the tube and the way she breaks down after Rue dies, I know just how that feels. I have to say, the director captured the purpose of the book awesomely. Makes me kind of wish some of the other good books from the genre would get so well televised :) I’m thinking the first book of Sabriel and the second of ‘Wind on Fire’ trilogy …
LoL. What is it with fire lately? Song of Ice and Fire… Catching Fire… Kindle Fire…
Oh, and I have to applaud myself. my mate Klara munched on my favorite cheese nachos right next to me and I didn't even snatch ONE. I doubt I will meet the doctor's requirements up to the deadline, but my self-discipline lately is uncanny... I've eaten nothing but salad twice in a row! I ate a fucking APPLE! I'm drinking so much water it's coming out of my ears and did I ever describe how difficult it is to get off my bed to go pee at night?
Wednesday, 21 March 2012
Grandma in da ward (again)
(Most castles these days are mental hospitals. It's so that the castles wouldn't be too shocked from what they were used to before.)
I'm starting to understand why my grandma checks into the local mental hospital every three weeks or so. This is the second time I’ve gone with her and every time the doctor is hotter than the last. First there was a Scarlett Johansson look-alike with an amazing rack and fairly low T-shirt for a grown woman and today, after an hour of waiting, going through a hundred-year old photographs, which is sth I like to do to entertain her while we wait (flip though ancient albums and then write down names and dates that now only she still remembers), the hottest male doctor I’ve seen, ever, comes out to greet us. It could have just been the nerves, but both, gran and I instantly sat up straight and the day wasn’t a complete loss. It certainly made a lot more sense why she would want to come here so often (though it’s getting difficult, because after all this time, the staff here have joined forces and finally realized (what the staff in the general hospital regarding her physique have grasped a while ago) - she has no mental illnesses or illnesses of any kind at all). He was, say, ten years younger than me, of some delicious Balkan descent, huge black eyes, eyelashes like a fairy godmother, black shaved hair, black beard, very large, very patient, nice, naĂŻve even, and great taste in wrist-watches. If I didn’t have such a hard time convincing him that granny really, REALLY wants to be here (I’m not joking. She really, REALLY wants to be there.), I’d probably try to keep him for myself, alas, grandma has more success in these matters. Next to her I am invisible. I should probably explain that all she needs to feel happy is to be spoken to as if she’s a champ, but he was young and inexperienced and kept trying to explain she’s fine and there really is no reason to get locked up. People need to spend months on waiting lists to get in, she just walks in. Frequently. She’s a tiny old lady, but do not get in the way of her entertainment du jour. She is like friggin’ Chuck Norris’s grandma. I especially loved the part where he tried to find out how long has she been taking ‘a very small’ sleeping pill that helps her go to bed at night, considering she never really gets tired enough during the day to sleep soundly… He needed to know, because that pill causes addiction if you take it fifteen times in a row. I am really sorry I kept giggling into my sleeve, but the young doctor was so innocent and sweet. Eventually he came to comprehend this is my grandma. She’s been taking that pill steadily since it became available, say, thirty years or so ago. If a normal person took the medication she takes, they would implode. They are enough to floor a horse. The irony of it all being, she’s not physically or mentally ill at all, just ridiculously old and in dire need to be the center of attention. I could just see it in her face, when he wasn’t going to admit her (thinking he is doing her a favor). She would have jumped in front of the first dragon just to prove him wrong. The only thing that would make her remotely consoled was the idea of moving in with my mother, but then I would probably be admitting my mother. I wish the General would comprehend the extent of my sanity and self-discipline, considering my roots. Sure, I have a temper like a lightning rod and emotional stability of nitroglycerine, and people say I’m weird, but my Aspbergers’ is entirely under control, I have never had a single addiction that would qualify (not even chocolate, because, really, to have an addiction means you’re willing to lie, steal and bullshit for it and I’m too lazy to bother with such deep motives), and by traditional standards even my sexual preferences are incredibly boring. By comparison, honestly, *I* am incredibly boring. You should have seen her when the hot nice doctor was going to slowly and politely escort her to the inner ward. She said – no need and thank you, young sir, I know where it is… And wasn’t gonna wait for him to change his mind. Nurses could barely keep up. I have to admit, once you get pass the incredible worry she causes, she really is quite funny.
Saturday, 17 March 2012
Another nasty review of The River :D (By Price Peterson.) I just love these.
While zombies may still be a novelty when it comes to primetime television, as a horror device they're about as played out as Tyra Banks. That's why it's important for any new zombie portrayal to bring a fresh spin to the meme. Running! Speaking! Rage viruses! We've basically seen it all. So congratulations to The River for introducing a zombie innovation of its own: Napping! That's right, the zombies of The River stop for a nap every ten minutes or so. That sounds ridiculous—and it definitely is—but like much of the rest of "The Experiment," it oddly just worked. I'm just as shocked as you are, but this was a pretty solid episode of The River! This was certainly the first episode where I thought to myself, "You know, I could watch a whole movie of this." A high compliment for a TV show with such an unrepentant crush on horror films.
We picked up right where we left off last week: The crew of the Magus emerging from the jungle wide-eyed at an eerily abandoned facility of some kind. I'd guessed the place was related to deforestation but the truth was far more Dharma Initiative: It was an abandoned research facility. Mysterious German Kurt decided the place had been empty for months and its dark, disheveled interior suggested foul play. At this point The River turned into BioShock as old-fashioned music echoed through dark, sinister hallways. It was genuinely scary! And I don't know about you, but I really enjoyed not having to deal with the Magus' security camera footage for most of the episode. The handheld footage of Lena, Tess & Lincoln looking terrified in darkness felt more organic and believable than any of the found footage we'd seen so far.
Needless to say, not ten minutes went by before Lincoln definitively concluded that the research facility had been attempting to find a cure for cancer before everything went to heck. Suddenly everyone was following a trail of bloody footprints and a terrible odor toward a mysteriously "buzzing" walk-in freezer. And before you could say, "Um, don't?" Lincoln opened the freezer to unveil one of the more horrifying images ever seen on primetime television: Dozens of rotting corpses! Seriously: Though it was artfully framed to obscure the full horror, I can't recall seeing such casual carnage on TV since, I don't know, the mass grave scene from Lost? Seriously scary stuff, and I immediately respected The River for going there. And go there they did, as what followed was as logical as it was appalling: Lincoln and Jonas had to go GO INSIDE and see if any of the rotting bodies were Emmet! Cue flies and puking. "Is it Friday yet?" - Everybody involved.
Meanwhile Mysterious German Kurt had snuck off to investigate the living quarters, and though he seemed to be using his best instincts to detect the presence of life, he somehow missed the man with the huge camera tailing him. Fortunately for us, A.J. got the scoop: Kurt was looking for his fiancĂŠe Hana, who we'd learned in a (surprisingly risquĂŠ!) flashback had been stationed in the Amazon to do some nefarious security work of her own. Kurt was disappointed to learn that Hana wasn't in her bedroom, but he DID end up discovering the demon lady from Paranormal Activity hiding in the bathtub. Really not much a consolation prize, if you ask me. Since we last saw her abandoning Emmet in the Amazon, Rabbit had gotten a makeover into a shivering crazy lady who knew just enough to clue in the Magus crew but not enough to give anybody definitive answers about Emmet's whereabouts.
And that's when the zombies attacked!
Now, these zombies are closest in nature to the 28 Days Later variety: They seem to be technically alive and they're also fond of running. After the first attack, our heroes barricaded themselves in somebody's office who just so happened to have the research facility's security footage on his or her laptop! And the battery was still charged! A month later! (Oh, The River.) Anyway, then we got the exposition dump: These researchers had kidnapped and dissected nearby natives (the ones who believed themselves to be angels) in order to isolate the gene that gave them their youthful good looks. Then, immediately upon creating a retrovirus version of it, Mysterious German Lady Hana busted in and shot everybody all up! If you ask me, you should probably wait to shoot up a dangerous lab facility until AFTER the virus has been placed in a sealed container, but that's just how Hana rolled apparently. As a result, she and the doctors' faces began to bubble and melt and so began the facility's zombie shenanigans. Cool plan, Hana!
The best part about the zombies retreating from pounding on the door so that they could lie down and take a nap was a seriously suspenseful moment when the crew had to gingerly step over their sleeping bodies in order to bypass them. The second best thing about the napping zombies was an intensely bad-ass moment where Kurt single-handedly massacred them all with a submachine gun. (Well, all of them except for Hana, who to everyone else was just another ugly face in the ugly crowd.)
After a false lead led the crew to suspect Emmet was hiding out in the infirmary (seriously, mirrored wind chimes?) we suddenly came to a scene that, to be honest, I may have dreamed up? I mean, did the cocoon thing really happen? It couldn't have, right? That was just my imagination? Anyway, in the infirmary a CGI dragonfly caught Lincoln's attention and led the team outside and onto the roof where they found a utility closet (?) full of cobwebs and tons of dragonflies and, oh yeah, a HUMAN-SIZED GELATINOUS COCOON. In another tiny flashback, we saw Emmet talking about how dragonflies and butterflies will often retreat into a "nympha state" chrysalis when they're endangered. So, um. Basically... Emmet sensed a zombie outbreak and created an enormous, translucent, presumably mucus-based shell which he then HID INSIDE. At this point? Fair enough.
But The River wasn't over! In what would seal this episode as being remarkably jam-packed, the crew fished Emmet from his shell, dragged him back to the ship (while Kurt shot up all the zombies) and then enjoyed one last terrifying encounter: Zombie stowaways! The intruders included Hana, who immediately ate Rabbit but annoyingly did NOT eat Tess. After a presumably emotional moment (I have to presume since Kurt is a Mysterious German after all), Kurt finally shot Hana in the face. Then after a second zombie busted in and attacked everyone else, a suddenly awakened Emmet emerged from his cabin, murdered that zombie good, and then gave the laugh-out-loud action movie one-liner of our time: "So how was my funeral?" Perfect. And I mean that: That would've been my first question too!
So now there's only one episode of The River left (possibly ever) and ABC promises it'll be the most terrifying yet! Honestly, this episode definitely gave us reason to trust that claim. It was just the right amounts of terrifying and insane, with little dashes of genuinely compelling moments (like that seemingly random flashback of Lena having a seizure at a Foot Locker). Tess remains awful and Lincoln is still a pretty bad character, but at least everybody seems realer now. And we learned that Kurt's primary objective is to kill Emmet, which is quite a plan. Speaking of whom, it'll be nice having Emmet Cole as a living, breathing character instead of a walking myth. Fingers-crossed the finale will finally capitalize on all these threads!
Please no cliffhanger, please no cliffhanger...
QUESTIONS:
... Best episode yet?
... Seriously, did that cocoon thing really happen? Be honest.
... Is Lena literally an angel or what?
... What do zombies dream about?
We picked up right where we left off last week: The crew of the Magus emerging from the jungle wide-eyed at an eerily abandoned facility of some kind. I'd guessed the place was related to deforestation but the truth was far more Dharma Initiative: It was an abandoned research facility. Mysterious German Kurt decided the place had been empty for months and its dark, disheveled interior suggested foul play. At this point The River turned into BioShock as old-fashioned music echoed through dark, sinister hallways. It was genuinely scary! And I don't know about you, but I really enjoyed not having to deal with the Magus' security camera footage for most of the episode. The handheld footage of Lena, Tess & Lincoln looking terrified in darkness felt more organic and believable than any of the found footage we'd seen so far.
Needless to say, not ten minutes went by before Lincoln definitively concluded that the research facility had been attempting to find a cure for cancer before everything went to heck. Suddenly everyone was following a trail of bloody footprints and a terrible odor toward a mysteriously "buzzing" walk-in freezer. And before you could say, "Um, don't?" Lincoln opened the freezer to unveil one of the more horrifying images ever seen on primetime television: Dozens of rotting corpses! Seriously: Though it was artfully framed to obscure the full horror, I can't recall seeing such casual carnage on TV since, I don't know, the mass grave scene from Lost? Seriously scary stuff, and I immediately respected The River for going there. And go there they did, as what followed was as logical as it was appalling: Lincoln and Jonas had to go GO INSIDE and see if any of the rotting bodies were Emmet! Cue flies and puking. "Is it Friday yet?" - Everybody involved.
Meanwhile Mysterious German Kurt had snuck off to investigate the living quarters, and though he seemed to be using his best instincts to detect the presence of life, he somehow missed the man with the huge camera tailing him. Fortunately for us, A.J. got the scoop: Kurt was looking for his fiancĂŠe Hana, who we'd learned in a (surprisingly risquĂŠ!) flashback had been stationed in the Amazon to do some nefarious security work of her own. Kurt was disappointed to learn that Hana wasn't in her bedroom, but he DID end up discovering the demon lady from Paranormal Activity hiding in the bathtub. Really not much a consolation prize, if you ask me. Since we last saw her abandoning Emmet in the Amazon, Rabbit had gotten a makeover into a shivering crazy lady who knew just enough to clue in the Magus crew but not enough to give anybody definitive answers about Emmet's whereabouts.
And that's when the zombies attacked!
Now, these zombies are closest in nature to the 28 Days Later variety: They seem to be technically alive and they're also fond of running. After the first attack, our heroes barricaded themselves in somebody's office who just so happened to have the research facility's security footage on his or her laptop! And the battery was still charged! A month later! (Oh, The River.) Anyway, then we got the exposition dump: These researchers had kidnapped and dissected nearby natives (the ones who believed themselves to be angels) in order to isolate the gene that gave them their youthful good looks. Then, immediately upon creating a retrovirus version of it, Mysterious German Lady Hana busted in and shot everybody all up! If you ask me, you should probably wait to shoot up a dangerous lab facility until AFTER the virus has been placed in a sealed container, but that's just how Hana rolled apparently. As a result, she and the doctors' faces began to bubble and melt and so began the facility's zombie shenanigans. Cool plan, Hana!
The best part about the zombies retreating from pounding on the door so that they could lie down and take a nap was a seriously suspenseful moment when the crew had to gingerly step over their sleeping bodies in order to bypass them. The second best thing about the napping zombies was an intensely bad-ass moment where Kurt single-handedly massacred them all with a submachine gun. (Well, all of them except for Hana, who to everyone else was just another ugly face in the ugly crowd.)
After a false lead led the crew to suspect Emmet was hiding out in the infirmary (seriously, mirrored wind chimes?) we suddenly came to a scene that, to be honest, I may have dreamed up? I mean, did the cocoon thing really happen? It couldn't have, right? That was just my imagination? Anyway, in the infirmary a CGI dragonfly caught Lincoln's attention and led the team outside and onto the roof where they found a utility closet (?) full of cobwebs and tons of dragonflies and, oh yeah, a HUMAN-SIZED GELATINOUS COCOON. In another tiny flashback, we saw Emmet talking about how dragonflies and butterflies will often retreat into a "nympha state" chrysalis when they're endangered. So, um. Basically... Emmet sensed a zombie outbreak and created an enormous, translucent, presumably mucus-based shell which he then HID INSIDE. At this point? Fair enough.
But The River wasn't over! In what would seal this episode as being remarkably jam-packed, the crew fished Emmet from his shell, dragged him back to the ship (while Kurt shot up all the zombies) and then enjoyed one last terrifying encounter: Zombie stowaways! The intruders included Hana, who immediately ate Rabbit but annoyingly did NOT eat Tess. After a presumably emotional moment (I have to presume since Kurt is a Mysterious German after all), Kurt finally shot Hana in the face. Then after a second zombie busted in and attacked everyone else, a suddenly awakened Emmet emerged from his cabin, murdered that zombie good, and then gave the laugh-out-loud action movie one-liner of our time: "So how was my funeral?" Perfect. And I mean that: That would've been my first question too!
So now there's only one episode of The River left (possibly ever) and ABC promises it'll be the most terrifying yet! Honestly, this episode definitely gave us reason to trust that claim. It was just the right amounts of terrifying and insane, with little dashes of genuinely compelling moments (like that seemingly random flashback of Lena having a seizure at a Foot Locker). Tess remains awful and Lincoln is still a pretty bad character, but at least everybody seems realer now. And we learned that Kurt's primary objective is to kill Emmet, which is quite a plan. Speaking of whom, it'll be nice having Emmet Cole as a living, breathing character instead of a walking myth. Fingers-crossed the finale will finally capitalize on all these threads!
Please no cliffhanger, please no cliffhanger...
QUESTIONS:
... Best episode yet?
... Seriously, did that cocoon thing really happen? Be honest.
... Is Lena literally an angel or what?
... What do zombies dream about?
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