tag : bright yellow-green apples: August 2006

"I see little point in persisting in a discussion with one so obstinate as you" Martin White

Thursday, August 31, 2006

Getting away.

This is kinda how I felt, the other night. I'd just got into another spat with my younger brother, and huffed upstairs to get out the way. I set about pulling down all the half-finished pictures on my walls, as a first start on packing. It's only a few days till I'm going to Sheffield, and I'm ready to go now. I'll be glad to get out of here, with so much untracable guilt and so many demands on me, and seek some more adventure and life in the city of culture. Hey, it's not going to be THE PROMISED LAND, but it's heaven compared to being stuck here. How's that for a mixed metaphor? So I just wave off, with a bit of a relieved smile. I need to be in study, in a place where I can get into everything arty, close to my girlfriend.

But first I must pay my dues, by joining the household on a familt holiday. I'll turn it into a romantic sketching jaunt, like the up-and-coming gentlemen used to do with thier lady companions, and it might even be fun. I'm taking Miracle of the Rose with me, by a guy called Jean Genet. It's such stereotypically French stuff, intense and packed with feelings, almost laughably so. At one point two of the prisoners encounter each other in thier chains - the eponymous protagonist and an angelic Harcomone - and Jean sees roses growing around them, and approaches Harcomone, who nearly swoons over him. Homoerotic prisoners - yes!

Sunday, August 20, 2006

snakes on a plane!

I'm pleased to report it really did live up the hype. There was so much snake action, so many colourful ways to die, and so many dregs of the cliched B-move lines. "I need you to be strong". Funnier than any comedy film around, you definately need to enjoy this flick. My three favourite moments were:

*Anonymous guy going to the toilet, and having a snake jump out of it to bite him on the crotch, as we flails round with an extra long appendage.
*Camp steward grabbing a snake, showing it in a microwave, and exploding it in a little ping of bright red.
*Samuel L. Jackson's FBI cop finally losing his patience and yelling "That's enough! I have had it with these mother fucking snakes on this motherfucking plane!" to cheers from most of the audience.

A triumph! Well done to all concerned.