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Sunday, December 20, 2009

I Am Immature

Yes, I am a child. This will probably have been changed by the morning, but it made me giggle. So I screen capped it.


Titty. Hehe. Web editor fail. Here's the article.


My Top Five of '09

Yesterday I voted in the ABC At The Movies 2009 Viewer's Choice poll.

It occurred to me going down the list of titles that I didn't see nearly as many movies as I did in the year before. Last year I picked movies that I thought were amazing but didn't nearly get the audience they should have had. My picks this year were generally quite widely seen. Huh.

Anywho.

In alphabetical order, my top five movies for 2009 were...
These were five movies that when I walked into the cinema, I had expectations - sometimes low, sometimes high - and they just blasted them away completely. I included The Wrestler, even though it was technically a 2008 movie, but wasn't released here until 2009.

Honourable mentions go to Drag Me To Hell, The Imaginarium Of Dr. Parnassus, The Hangover, Coraline and Moon. I am yet to see The Hurt Locker, Up In The Air or Inglourious Basterds, all of which I'm told are very very good, but I can't comment myself on what I thought of them.

I'm thinking about maybe compiling a best of the decade, but jeez that'd be an excessive amount of effort for a list of no meaning, worth, merit or sushi.

Sunday, December 13, 2009

I Just Blue Myself: Avatar And The New Era Of Moviemaking


As the world prepares to blast off to Pandora - the fictional setting of James Cameron's Avatar - via a hype-fuelled space shuttle, we should reflect on the true significance of this film.

In the same year Americans welcomed their first black President, overcoming centuries of intolerance, so too do they welcome into their culture the first movie with such a large cast of blues (or, to be politically correct, 'Navy Americans').

Before boldly heading forward into this new world of tolerance towards the blue man, let us remember the actors and actresses who were pioneers, trailblazers, and symbols for equal rights for Navy Americans in Hollywood.








Where will they lead us? A brighter and bluer future. So, yes, a lighter shade of blue. Not to discriminate against those with darker shades of blue... oh boy... you know what I mean. Not that there's anything wrong with that.

But most importantly, movies will never be the same. How soon until we see blue artists moving behind the camera as writers and directors, making stories for, by and about the blue community - the blue-nity? Who will be the blue Spike Lee? Who will be the blue Denzel Washington? Time will tell.

I look forward to Tarantino's tribute film to 'bluesploitation' cinema.

Sunday, December 6, 2009

Read Books. Don't Sleep With Dead Foxes By Your Head.

About this time last year, I went down to the Sydney AusOne YouTube Gathering. I wanted something to read on the way home - something more substantial than a magazine or newspaper. My book reading habits had bottomed out in recent years, I didn't really read for pleasure as much any more. On a whim, I went into a Dymocks and saw a big orange wall covered in orange books, all marked at the very reasonable price of $10. I picked up The Picture of Dorian Gray, which I had never read nor knew exactly what it was about.

Somehow, over the past year, I've managed to build a little collection of them, all of which are still sitting on my bedside table, like trophies from a hunt that aren't mounted because mounting is hard and expensive and just not worth it when people don't really hunt books, at least not with guns or hunting dogs.

... maybe some do.

But I don't want a dead fox on my bedside table.
The books will suffice, thank you.

So far, I have...

The Picture of Dorian Gray - Oscar Wilde
The Big Sleep - Raymond Chandler
Tales Of The Unexpected - Roald Dahl
The Chimney Sweeper's Boy - Barbara Vine (Ruth Rendell)
A Clockwork Orange - Anthony Burgess
On The Road - Jack Kerouac
High Fidelity - Nick Hornby
Kingdom of Fear - Hunter S. Thompson
In Cold Blood - Truman Capote
The Adventures Of Sherlock Holmes - Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
A Confederacy Of Dunces - John Kennedy Toole
Farewell My Lovely - Raymond Chandler
And The Ass Saw The Angel - Nick Cave*
Picnic At Hanging Rock - Joan Lindsay*
Dracula - Bram Stoker*
Frankenstein - Mary Shelly*
and awaiting a copy of Fever Pitch - Nick Hornby* to come in the mail.

* have not actually started to read yet, there's an orderly queue to get into my brain.

How many do you have? What's your favourite?
Who are you? Where are you going? Hold me?

Friday, December 4, 2009

Some People Just Don't Listen. Or They're Stupid.

A customer was looking for an item of stationery which was pictured in this week's catalogue.

It was in this shape...



The stationery, that is. Not the customer.

Since we were sold out, I referred her to the courtesy phone where she could ring another store to inquire as to the availability of such container/receptacle for her child's pencils.

On the phone, she described to the staff member at the other store the item as "an item pictured in your catalogue, it's a Tinkerbell pencil box in the shape of a diamond."

I noted her error in geometric identification. I said, looking some papers to shuffle instead of looking at her directly ... "Actually, that's a hexagon."

She says "(to me) Thank you. (into the phone) Sorry, it's a hextangle."

I paused. Giggle. Shuffle.

I made a mental note to tweet, Facebook status update and blog about her.

*sigh*