July 29, 2004
yellow[alien]probed The Batman Begins teaser trailer finally made its way online!
I am eagerly awaiting this movie because of the mere fact that Christopher Nolan is directing it. He is the same genius behind Memento and therefore I am extremely interested in seeing his vision of The Dark Knight.
The four previous Batman movies sucked royale (yes, royale not royal) ass. While Tim Burton created a brooding and dark world in the first two they just seemed to lack something. The latter two films were just god awful.
Anyhow, I look forward to seeing Batman Begins sometime next summer. I so want this to be a good movie in the same sense that Spider-Man was a good movie.
Only time will tell![s]…
July 27, 2004
yellow[alien]probed Just got done watching Donnie Darko for the god-knows-how-many-ith time and I must say that it totally fucking rocks! You got to love a movie that allows for such an intriguing array of interpretation as Donnie Darko does.
With the Directors Cut set to be released in theaters here soon I thought it prudent to refamiliarize myself with one of my favorite movies ever made. The music selection throughout the movie perfection; the final track played at the close of the final act struck me and therefore I thought I would share the intriguing lyrics because of how appropriate they are these days.
Mad World by Gary Jules
(originally written and performed by Tears for Fears)
All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for their daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere
Their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow
No tomorrow, no tomorrow
And I find it kinda funny
I find it kinda sad
The dreams in which I’m dying
Are the best I’ve ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It’s a very, very mad world mad world
Children waiting for the day they feel good
Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday
Made to feel the way that every child should
Sit and listen, sit and listen
Went to school and I was very nervous
No one knew me, no one knew me
Hello teacher tell me what’s my lesson
Look right through me, look right through me
And I find it kinda funny
I find it kinda sad
The dreams in which I’m dying
Are the best I’ve ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It’s a very, very mad world … world
Enlarge your world
Mad world
So true these lyrics are. They fit Donnie Darko to perfection and the metaphor that the movie is. What do they mean to you? In what way do you believe the movie was meant to be interpreted?[s]…
July 26, 2004
July 25, 2004
yellow[alien]probed Here I sit after a weekend of camping, laboriously sifting through the countless emails I received after I departed Friday morning. Returning from such a relaxing weekend is painful; the pain of reality sets in, reminding me of that many things I tried to forget while I was busy living off of civilization for 3 days and 2 nights.
There is something tremendously liberating about camping. There is no “technology,” as we know it today, to deal with. No email needs to be typed; no notes need responding to; no deviations to comment on; in fact, there is no deviantART at all. The amount of weight lifted off of ones shoulders by cuddling up with nature for a couple days is enormous. It is beautiful.
It is weird, though, being back here in the world we know as “reality.” Suddenly, rather than being concerned with the bugs flying around my body, or those that decide that my lunch is more interesting than their average “bug lunch,” I am back here in the “office” apprehensive.
What is it that makes me so uncomfortable?
This is a question that has plagued me for a number of months yet continues to go unanswered. I know the truth; it is harsh and intolerable yet it must be handled esoterically.
Here I sit after a weekend of relaxing, allowing my fingers to effortlessly speak portions of volumes that need to be spoke. Unfortunately this is all that is allowed to be revealed at this juncture. While some believe that relieving oneself of their inner-most feelings is the much needed therapy that leads to healing there are times when one is incapable of disclosing; now is such a time.
Know, however, that the truth of all the enigmatic ploys will be exposed …
… Stultum est timere quod vitare non potes.[s]…
July 22, 2004
July 21, 2004
