I am goin to post… this is me posting. Well… do you like it? Is it working? Nurse… Nurse… nothing seems to be happening, I think you must have given me the wrong flavour carrot!
I was told that I don’t have an audience, PhotoPhil told me that, he also told me to refer to him directly whenever physically possible. I find myself quite often pausing mid-conversation to enthuse about his webby thing.
We are cousins… did you know that? I bet you did/didn’t (delete as appropriate).
I am listening to Eagles, they are just great, that is all there is to it.. greatness.
Phil and I are hoping to re-connect with our friends across the atlantic this summer, during which time I am sure the eagles will feature (or not) as background music amidst many of our conversations. Phil will probly go to great lengrhs to prove this assumption misplaced but I don’t care, I don’t woory about him… I have plans for that Kat.
This me signing off.
I had my first ever Russian Tea party last night and it was truly delightful in every sense of the word. We had Russian cheesecakes and Raisin cakes and tea served in special china cups. It was to mark the end of my most recent efforts to learn Russian, my girlfriend is Russian so I thought I should make a effort to learn her language, even if it takes a while. The learning of this new and spectacularly difficult language was softened somewhat by the lovely lady from Belarus who was teaching us. She is the kind of person who makes everyone around her want to stay around her.
I have been Fascinated with Russian culture ever since I got back back from America last summer where I was taking part in the Camp America . A strange place to become immersed in all things Russian you might wonder but that is where I met my girlfriend and that kinda formed the basis of my interest in that culture, that and the Vodka. Anyway should probly get back to practising my Russian days of the week.
Das Vedania!
I recently had a discussion with Phil about those list of the 100 greatest films you see on TV occasionally and I was challenged to stop complaining about the state of them and make my own. I usually tend to disagree with the general public on what are considered the best films ever made, this has less to do with me studying film and more to do with me not wishing to see yet another clip from Star Wars and the same critics going on about how revolutionary it was and what great things it did for the sci-fi genre. It did do great things for the genre but this does not constitute status as the greatest film of all time.
Can a film list such as this which is inevitably subjective and based on preference ever really give a reliable account of the great films in cinema history or must we defer to it as the only decent list so we have to put up with it. I do not propose to attempt a compilation superior to, for instance, Channel 4’s 100 Greatest Films but I think rather than complaining or disagreeing I will make my own list and see how close It comes to theirs. After all, an objective appreciation of film and a personal preference of certain genre films, for example, cannot really exist given that anyone’s personal viewing history is determined by different things.
The movies we have already seen, for whatever reason, make up our own viewing history and we must examine this and discuss any list in this context. My love for cinema came about primarily from a habitual viewing of films, every Saturday night my sister and I would go to our local video store and take turns choosing movies, I occasionally having to put up with The Truth About Cats and Dogs and she more than occasionally having to put up with Aliens and Starship Troopers. The important factor was not which films were chosen but that we trained our selves to watch movies, we gave our filmic muscles a good word workout. This went on for about 10 years or so before I was forced to start paying for my own rentals.
People relate to movies in many different ways, some as a way to escape the dull repetition of their daily routine and others as a way to enhance the routine in an attempt to give it meaning. Whatever your reason for seeing a movie it all comes down to the same process: sit down, tune in and relax. I have spent 5 years of my adult life doing this and I discovered that instead of finding a meaningful way to do something worthwhile and productive I can watch movies and pretend to have an insight in to the working of the world. I love movies now as entertainment, I don’t take it quite as seriously as I used to, I have studied film for fives years and when I graduate in July I will have a qualification and that is what matters. The fact that this qualification has nothing whatever to do with my aspirations of working with kids is not important because I will take my experience and apply it where necessary.
I was listening to nine million bycicles (by mistake I might add) katie melua, when I remebered something I heard in relation to the opening line of this song. The line goes ‘there are nine million bycicles in Beijing’. I once heard someone say ‘there are not actually nine million bikes in Beijing at all, she made that up’. Not sure if this matters but I thought it was interesting that an artist could potentially invent a statistic simply to suit a song they happened to be writing.
I like her other big hit (forgotten the name) so I was perfectly prepared to overlook this minor detail then I thought… I might as well send this into the blogosphere in the hope someone else might find this as silly as I do.
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