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Mar. 18th, 2006
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Mar. 18th, 2006 10:54 amPeople, I have room for 24 more icons now with the new policies. Sugestions? And yes Miep, we know, kitties!
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Mar. 18th, 2006 02:18 pmI just had a really bad time emotionally at the dentist (more on that later, unfortunately, while the next several posts are all related internally, I need to unrelate them externally).
And on the subway, coming to work, listening to Alla Gossar (the latest random Nordic tune to obsess me) and trying not to cry, I had this relevation, rooted in something Kali said to me as we were trying to figure out a demise for a backstory character in Descensus.
People don't die of physical decay in the HP universe. There aren't diseases without quick fixes. Old age is frightening, the body doesn't betray its owner. People are murdered, accidents occur, betrayals abound. People die through violence, or the deterioration of the soul. Fear is constant, but never petty.
And all of this is one of the grim attractions of it all for me, because on those terms, I'd be doing much better than I am.
And on the subway, coming to work, listening to Alla Gossar (the latest random Nordic tune to obsess me) and trying not to cry, I had this relevation, rooted in something Kali said to me as we were trying to figure out a demise for a backstory character in Descensus.
People don't die of physical decay in the HP universe. There aren't diseases without quick fixes. Old age is frightening, the body doesn't betray its owner. People are murdered, accidents occur, betrayals abound. People die through violence, or the deterioration of the soul. Fear is constant, but never petty.
And all of this is one of the grim attractions of it all for me, because on those terms, I'd be doing much better than I am.
V for Vendetta
Mar. 18th, 2006 10:13 pmI just came from seeing V for vendetta.
Leaving the theatre, a girl meets a group of her friends outside.
"How was it?" a boy asks. "Was it fun?"
"No. It wasn't fun. It was too realistic."
--
The first 45 minutes of it are shakey -- V has all these huge, highly verbal speaches but they're coming at you fast and from behind a mask. It's easy to miss things. The rhythm seems off, one prepares to get dissapointed.
And then the whole thing just kicks into gear and I cried for an hour solid of it today.
Because I had forgotten how much of the story is about childhood and movies and lesbians and about how there isn't any such thing as coincidence.
( spoilers )
I first read V for Vendetta in college at the behest of someone I was in a very complicated and very toxic relationship with, in the way that lives are toxic and complicated when you're eighteen and stuck in a permanent Ricky Fitts moment and people hate you because of things about yourself you just think are boring and ordinary. I slept on the floor a lot then, of various dorm rooms for various reasons, and there were few things I understood the value of.
But I understood that for V to have been V, that meant Valerie was VI, and ever since I was a very small girl, six has been my lucky number and I've never believed much in coincidences either, at least not the way you're supposed to.
Go see this.
Leaving the theatre, a girl meets a group of her friends outside.
"How was it?" a boy asks. "Was it fun?"
"No. It wasn't fun. It was too realistic."
--
The first 45 minutes of it are shakey -- V has all these huge, highly verbal speaches but they're coming at you fast and from behind a mask. It's easy to miss things. The rhythm seems off, one prepares to get dissapointed.
And then the whole thing just kicks into gear and I cried for an hour solid of it today.
Because I had forgotten how much of the story is about childhood and movies and lesbians and about how there isn't any such thing as coincidence.
( spoilers )
I first read V for Vendetta in college at the behest of someone I was in a very complicated and very toxic relationship with, in the way that lives are toxic and complicated when you're eighteen and stuck in a permanent Ricky Fitts moment and people hate you because of things about yourself you just think are boring and ordinary. I slept on the floor a lot then, of various dorm rooms for various reasons, and there were few things I understood the value of.
But I understood that for V to have been V, that meant Valerie was VI, and ever since I was a very small girl, six has been my lucky number and I've never believed much in coincidences either, at least not the way you're supposed to.
Go see this.