Thursday, September 06, 2007

Shinkai



After watching the cast interview for 'the place promised in our early days', I have a better understanding of Shinkai's aesthetics. Not a whole new understanding revealed in torch light, but rather an reinforcement of the elements that are already evident in his movies.

He said he used to stare out of the railway train for hours and hours wanting to catch everything. There's always something new to see. So he was bound by a nostalgic childhood scenery that becomes an recurring motif. I guess there is indeed something wonderful and meditative about rusty railways nestled quietly in road grass, appearing blotchy and flickery under warm sunlight. The place isn't for trespassing, except when trains whoosh through with the old chunky chunky rhythm. The two parallel lines could lead you somewhere, might be better than where you stand. Most of all the air smells of a slightly baked summer.

Opposed to a preformed image I have of him, shy and taciturn, Shikai is actually rather outspoken and he talks in 1.5x average human speech pacing (make it 2.0x when he gets carried away). Still I look at him and couldn't help thinking, this's a sensitive guy who makes feminine, monologue movies where voice overs make up for the lack of actions or a solid story plot. Sometimes I wonder if this 'shortcoming', which forwards itself as a trademark rather than an outstanding defect, can be easily brushed aside. There's no limitation to the type of medium a director chooses to fulfill his artistic needs, but there seems to be too much abandon in the code of free expression. It's the same thing when I look at modern art. The spotlight is on 'the concept' while traditional craftsmanship, the solid skills easily slip unnoticed. Call it heavy make-up?

It would be better if Shinkai could do more than a bunch of nostalgic feelings and pretty screensavers.

Wednesday, September 05, 2007

Another marathon

又开始slapstick马拉松了,Jady,今天(如果完成不了就明天)的题目是 The chewing gum。哈哈好爽哦~ 随便出怪题~~

今天学到了些和土耳其有关的知识。首先,人家8是发展中国家(大概只有我这么无知的才误认火鸡为贫穷国)。土耳其的货币是里拉(Lira),里拉也是意大利等国的货币,不过我看也只是名字一样,币值没可能一致。之前他们用的是旧币,Old Turkish Lira。当我看到1美元约换一百万土耳其里拉时下巴立刻残废。后来看wiki说近几年用了新币,去掉了6个零。所以说,新土耳其里拉和加元币值相似。1USD约等于1.2 New Turkish Lira。Mavi是土耳其国产牛仔裤牌子,就像加拿大的Roots一样。现在的公司是服装出口业的,好歹也该对品牌有所了解。说实话,牛仔裤我只知道Levis。。。

Heroes第一季看完了,最心爱的Peter竟然。。。 手足情深还真让人感动。他妈妈肯定有诈,Molly说过只有一个人她看不见,是不能看,我猜就是那老女人了!每次看到她松弛的下巴就不爽。

房东其实挺可怜。。。虽然我不想表示怜悯的,因为我以后有可能和她一个处境。三十多未结婚,交了好多男朋友却都不如意。不是一般的不如意,是非常不罩。她的结论是,那些有钱的男人肯定有不可告人的秘密。富男A睡觉需要breathing machine,富男B性无能。普通男A说她“too expensive”,普通男B不敢把她介绍给家人(传统印度家庭,不接受外来人)。没用男A每天来都问她要点小钱,没用男B把她当妈妈看。我听她一一列举她的滑铁卢战役听到一身冷汗,虽然不相信好男人全死光了,但也不得不怀疑寻偶的道路异常曲折。

晚上我窝在客厅沙发看Heroes采访,她早早的洗浴打扮等男友接她去吃饭,等了一个多钟头也不见人影。打电话去催,那男的才似刚想起来要赴约。若是不打电话怕是要放她鸽子。她又等,拿了半杯子红酒去阳台吹夜风,不知过了多久又走回客厅坐下来和我一起看Heroes。我光是坐在那里都觉着过意不去,也不知道该回应什么安慰的话。昨天还开玩笑的鼓励她,You're bound to find a guy who doesn't need a breathing machine,今天的气氛就没那么轻松了。

好在后来那男人还是来了,胡子一圈有点彪悍,我心里惊讶她果然是不在乎种族文化背景云云,但愿能找到个正常点的交往对象安定下来吧。

Monday, September 03, 2007

空虚亦浮躁

疯玩一天,吃早茶,买DVD,看电影,唱k。

物质享受后便是空虚。真的有的时候,我很想回到西园那个池塘旁坐坐,想着池里有的没的千年老鳖。买那么多东西干嘛,把自己的视线听觉填满,把空洞的房间装饰成所谓的家,但眼前这琳琅满目的生活只是浮躁的表现,心里从未得到满足。

空的空的空的空的空的空的空的空的空的。

我只是不想在意别人的想法,安安静静以自己的方式去解决问题去追求。

自己给自己降温,不知道中央冷气够不够力道。看清楚了,看清楚什么才是重要的。

Saturday, September 01, 2007

Sponsor a child

World Vision
Sponsor a Child (Canadian page)

I may sound quite passive but it's up to you whether you think a little monthly budget could really help a child. People who travel to visit their sponsored individuals say it does help their basic needs and education. For CAD$35 a month, the price of two CDs , you could help feed the hunger. So consider the option if you have the reserve.

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Hanson is a great band. Closeted fans please step out and take a deep bow.

In the end

it doesn't even matter - Linkin Park
high cliff, rain, rapper , these are the broken images I associate with the music video

We went to a print shop called Xerox color downtown to print our business cards. The design files we had are supposed to be finalized and print-ready but turned out there're a jungle of mistakes or imperfections which needed painstaking adjustments and fine tuning. It took about 4 hours to nail it down. We were mad. The print guy was also demented. And on my way home, I was brainstorming what I'm gonna do over the long weekend, more specifically starting from tonight. I'll do A, B, start a bit of C. D also seems fun to try out. E is a must. So on and so forth. The list runs long and deep into my subconscious world.

And in the end, when I sat down feeling my nerves going numb, I thought. F^&k it. Let's call it a day. I don't wanna do any of it.

This lazing wilting momentum's gotta stop somewhere. Help me get up in the morning, mum.
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