woo

Somewhat to my surprise, the film I got called back for like a week and a half ago, called today to offer me the part. So that's nice. We're now playing phone tag.

these are a few of my favourite things

I got tagged on a meme from sandstar in which one is to list their five favourite things.

I have tried to restrict this list to things I am capable of engaging in, as opposed to moments now past and irrecoverable (a moment in a theatrical production that is unlikely to ever exist again) or stuff (foods, objects, perfumes, places, etc).

1. Going to the movies. Alone. The moment the theater goes from the quasi-dark of previews to the real deal. Being infected with a movie's rhythm when its over and walking it off alone. The junkfood. The previews. And on yeah, the movie too. But really, that moment when the lights get darker, that and avocados (I'm convinced they're nature's most perfect food) are the best evidences I have for benevolent supernatural forces giving us, their pathetic little children, nice toys.

2. The moment when the plane takes off. Commercial flying sort of sucks ass, but let's face it, that moment of speeding down the runway and being pushed back in your seat by the force of takeoff is the closest more than most of us will ever come to even beginning to understand space travel. Take off is the most dangerous part of flight; sometimes, i think this is because of the way everyone on the flight just gives a little gasp at once.

3. Movement. dance mostly, but not just that, Getting to use my body is always awesome powerful fun for me. whether that's dance class, performing, going to a club with friends, or having to cart something really heavy and awkward home from a shop. I grew up thinking I was graceful, but not strong, and I learning that I am and can be both, and I find it jsut feroccious.

4. Getting stuff in the mail. I dunno where this came from, but I never got over it. It's one of the great things about being able to order the foods I like from Australia, not just that I can get them, but that they come in the mail!

5. Wind. I grew up a block from the East River and it was always windy. I hated the wind, the way it howled through our apartment and rattled my windows. It scared me, because when I was a child we were the only skyscraper there, and I thought we would blow over. But sometimes, I also liked the wind, and it seemed when I walked home from school if I thought realy hard in a way that made a certain spot in my head hurt, I could make the wind come, the way some people could, I suppose, call animals. Sometimes, I still don't like the wind, when it blows so hard into my mouth and nose I can't even breathe. But I still play the make the wind come game sometimes, although I don't know why. And whether I'm playing it or not, the right wind, in the right away always makes me feel the way I suppose I should. I only learnt a few years ago that magickally speaking Libra is Violent Wind. And so am I.

And now I tag:

splix
capu_aerus
rahalia_cat
cookie_cm
tommx

My Own Private Idaho

I bought this a couple of months ago, and I finally watched it tonight. I need to watch it again to talk about it artistically here at some point because there are all these things about the performances, structure and other stuff I want to note.

Right now I just want to note what a different film it is for me now as opposed to (over) ten years ago. Maybe it's because River Phoenix is dead, or because I'm a lot older, or because when I first saw this I didn't know this type of story would lure me in again and again or what. It felt a lot more personal, a lot simpler and a lot sadder this time, but all in all, that was more okay too.

I feel kinda dreadful telling everyone they should really rent a film about a narcoleptic rent boy, but you should. It shows people in a way I can't think of anything else doing.