Archive for September, 2008

Across the universe.

Posted in Uncategorized on September 28, 2008 by oliviamarie11

I am a warm stew of love tonight. People I adore, people I admire – you know who you are – feel near to me even in this separate space. All evening long I’ve been planting soft kisses on my puppy; to wrap him up in my arms and keep him safe seems the entire solution to the universe, and the communication of affection across species crushes even the most resilient cynic within me. My sweet baby boy, how human you make me.

Sometimes the arrogance of happiness can cause us to disregard the experience of others – we presume they’ve made a misstep somewhere or are holding selfishly onto fatal shortcomings. I read something someone wrote tonight which had that tone, that ring to it. But I’ve been blessed enough to know this is not always the case. That those that sometimes believe they will not find what they’re looking for – what it must seem at times everyone else finds – are those which in fact, have shared with me the most valuable things I know. And so I do ever so love you, those two that either struggle to hold onto the meaning or, feel lonely and solitary within it. Believe me when I say that I know how beautiful you are, even if you yourself do not; and it dwells within me now, some part of yourself which has escaped the whirlpool within, traveling elsewhere, beating beside me here, tonight.

Live Borders blogging.

Posted in Uncategorized on September 9, 2008 by oliviamarie11

I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again — I don’t mind loud people too much, and stupid people are ok as long as they keep to themselves. But when you are loud and stupid, and the only people in a cafe full of folks all trying their hardest to study, then I start to lament my luck a little bit.

Forgive me, I’ve had a frustrating day. And really — these two are loud. And graphic. In fact the girl almost just smacked me in the face with one of her ostentatious arm gestures.

At least I brought headphones.

More Hamlet blogging.

Posted in Uncategorized on September 9, 2008 by oliviamarie11

I couldn’t find videos of two other favorite soliloquies of mine from the film, (whoo never mind I found them now!) so I’ll just settle with the text — although really, it seems almost silly on paper; but with Branagh’s teared up eyes and beautiful music, it really is quite beautiful and seems so human, so personable, rather than some relic of a distant dusty age which a modern viewer feels distant from.

If you’re going to watch any of the videos on this post please watch this one, just up till 1:40 or so:

This just breaks my heart. Really.

Text: Gertrude basically asks Hamlet why he is so depressed, by asking why it “seems” so to him:

“Seems, madam! nay it is; I know not ’seems.’
‘Tis not alone my inky cloak, good mother,
Nor customary suits of solemn black,
Nor windy suspiration of forced breath,
No, nor the fruitful river in the eye,
Nor the dejected ‘havior of the visage,
Together with all forms, moods, shapes of grief,
That can denote me truly: these indeed seem,
For they are actions that a man might play:
But I have that within which passeth show;
These but the trappings and the suits of woe.”

Then to Rosencratz and Guildenstern, describing his depression (which I suppose, according to Branagh, is considered one of the most accurate descriptions of clinical depression to be found in classical literature):

“I have of late–but
wherefore I know not–lost all my mirth, forgone all
custom of exercises; and indeed it goes so heavily
with my disposition that this goodly frame, the
earth, seems to me a sterile promontory, this most
excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave
o’erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted
with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to
me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours.
What a piece of work is a man! how noble in reason!
how infinite in faculty! in form and moving how
express and admirable! in action how like an angel!
in apprehension how like a god! the beauty of the
world! the paragon of animals! And yet, to me,
what is this quintessence of dust? man delights not
me…”

Oh woo I did find a video of this soliloquy — forward to 3:31, although I think the whole clip is worth watching (of course I do). Especially for the “Denmark is a prison” stuff.

And now for our second video, where Horatio tries to talk Hamlet out of the duel with the now-dead Ophelia’s brother — and Hamlet is basically telling him to accept the ever-present possiblity of death.

Text:

Not a whit, we defy augury: there’s a special
providence in the fall of a sparrow. If it be now,
’tis not to come; if it be not to come, it will be
now; if it be not now, yet it will come: the
readiness is all: since no man has aught of what he
leaves, what is’t to leave betimes?

Are these not just blindingly beautiful? Anyone out there think these are as amazing as I do?

I wish I could consume this man’s energy for breakfast every morning.

I am eternally in love with this man.

Posted in celebrities with tags , on September 7, 2008 by oliviamarie11

Heath Ledger’s Joker qualifies as fascinating,

Posted in Uncategorized on September 7, 2008 by oliviamarie11

considering I just blew an hour and a half looking up reviews, clips and commentaries on the role. This is somewhat of a delayed reaction, since I saw the movie a week ago and hadn’t thought on it too much since then. But I saw the 1989 Batman last night and I suppose the contrast of the Jack Nicholson Joker made me meditate more on why Ledger’s was so much more captivating.

Most of the reviews I’ve read seem to agree on two things — first, Ledger intrepreted and presented the Joker like no one before him and secondly, this is typical of the whole film, which goes beyond being a good comic book film to being a good film in general. (I was amused that this, even coming from comic book fans, seemed to be a feat; apparently the camp that usually comes with such films means they are not expected to be judged by normal standards).

My experience would second all this. I love how dark the film was overall, and that there was indeed some insights that would qualify as at least minimally profound. The Joker’s nihilism is my favorite in regard to this, and his evil delight in the chaos of life.  Nietzsche was no nihilist, but I think something like the Joker is what those who think Nietzsche’s “superman” was the precursor to an anarchist postmodernism most fear.

Most bizarre of all, though, was that the Joker didn’t really scare me — I enjoyed watching him on the screen and the clownish appearance, rather than being a cartoonish image hard to swallow, was something fascinating and on some level satisfying to stare at. I credit that to the creative, grungy looking make-up, and most of all the Ledger’s performance. And because of his performance, the Joker was for me also likable — how to explain that, it is difficult to say. It’s quite I’m established that I’m fascinating by larger than life people than seem to embody a single idea, (if not, in this case, ideal), and well, Ledger’s Joker seems like a pretty prime example of this.

My favorite part in the whole film was at the end when the Joker was hanging upside down, telling Batman that they were two peas in a pod and that he would never kill Batman, because “you’re just too much fun.” I knew exactly what he meant by that, and it was the best line in the movie to me.

So anyway, in conclusion I think all the hype is really quite true in concern to Heath Ledger — like Johhny Depp did with Jack Sparrow, he has reimagined what seemed to be a worn cliche and presented something that speaks directly to the inner selves of his audience.

Why populism is the scourge of this country.

Posted in Uncategorized on September 4, 2008 by oliviamarie11

“They love their country in good times and bad, and they are always proud of America.” That is a quote from Sarah Palin’s convention speech. It is typical of the type of dribble she sprinkled throughout the speech – a whoop for small town pride there, a shout out to folks who were American enough to marry their high school sweet heart here.

Of course, the terrifying reality is that rhetoric like this works. It more than works – it is required in political discourse. The bad guys are always those in Washington and the liberal elitists, and the virtuous are always the simple, honest folk in the American heartland. This shared assumption is so pervasive and so deeply held throughout this country, that it makes intelligent political discourse basically impossible.*

To illustrate the problem with a detailed case: being proud of your country. What does this mean exactly? I’ve always wondered this. Am I proud of America? Well, I don’t know. I can’t see how I could be. Not because America has been an imperialist, racist regime for much of its history – surely it has but, so has pretty much every other Western country in the world. To pick on America for that as though it is something special is the domain of the ideological left who put about as much critical thought into their analysis as George Bush – the Michael Moores of the world, to be short.

I’m not “proud” of America because I don’t see how it could constitute a single thing to be proud of. It’s a country, for goodness sake, and a democratic one at that. This means that it has a million different people pursuing a million different interests. It is composed of several subcultures and geographical regions – New York and Georgia are two totally different worlds. If that is not complicated enough, its history has some euphoric moments, and some horrific ones. We do great evil in the world, we do great good. We are white, black, Indian, Native American, Muslim and Jewish. And I just can’t roll that up into one holistic entity called “America” and state whether or not I’m proud of it.

But this is a complicated understanding of America that a populace which is actively opposed to analytical thinking would not accept. Because “the people” are always right in the end, right? It’s the elitist politicians and academics who are going to ruin our simple (read “stupid”) values and American wholesomeness (read “ignorance”) right? Right? Because we love being stupid and ignorant. We feel so great about ourselves when we are stupid and ignorant. Because we can’t handle thinking about history, or racism, or imperialism, or the fact that most of the things we believe in are constructions pumped up with a bunch of hallow rhetoric.

No. That would be devastating. So let’s just wave some more flags, talk about how we will always be proud of America, and we’ll hang the fags before we let them marry.

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* I want to note that the Democrats are usually as guilty of this as the Republicans. Just the other day Obama was accusing McCain of being “out of touch” with the American people and what they are going through. Now, regardless of whether or not this is true, I don’t buy the premise that this is a bad thing. “Getting in touch” with “real” Americans would help you define what the problems are, but it won’t help you solve them. Why? Because most Americans don’t have a fucking clue. And they don’t have a fucking clue because they either don’t have the time to investigate it, or, more likely, their solutions are based on the shallow, thoughtless political narratives I discussed through the rest of this.

Thus, I hate it when all politicians do the “but you don’t really understand Americans” game. Why is that a legitimate issue in trying to solve policy problems? You’re actually probably better off if you aren’t in touch with most Americans. That will make it easier to speak and act as intelligently as you should.