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We saw Dead Poets Society yesterday, to combat the long dark tea-time of the soul; "In the end, it was the Sunday afternoons he couldn't cope with, and that terrible listlessness that starts to set in about 2:55, when you know you’ve taken all the baths that you can usefully take that day, that however hard you stare at any given paragraph in the newspaper you will never actually read it, or use the revolutionary new pruning technique it describes, and that as you stare at the clock the hands will move relentlessly on to four o’clock, and you will enter the long dark teatime of the soul." (Douglas Adams)

It did little to restore my faith in literature studies, but I think it might have done the trick for Anette. We sobbed through the ending, of course. I couldn't tell whether it was the film or the caffeine overdose that made me tremble.

Emma did not turn out for the better, it was dreadful from cover to cover.
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We saw Dead Poets Society yesterday, to combat the long dark tea-time of the soul; "In the end, it was the Sunday afternoons he couldn't cope with, and that terrible listlessness that starts to set in about 2:55, when you know you’ve taken all the baths that you can usefully take that day, that however hard you stare at any given paragraph in the newspaper you will never actually read it, or use the revolutionary new pruning technique it describes, and that as you stare at the clock the hands will move relentlessly on to four o’clock, and you will enter the long dark teatime of the soul." (Douglas Adams)

It did little to restore my faith in literature studies, but I think it might have done the trick for Anette. We sobbed through the ending, of course. I couldn't tell whether it was the film or the caffeine overdose that made me tremble.

Emma did not turn out for the better, it was dreadful from cover to cover.
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I think I'll separate my book and life updates, makes for less of a mess. So you get two entries in one day. Someone's got to be thrilled. Two exams down, two to go. I wrote a messy essay about time as a physical entity in Prufrock, and translated a non-coherent piece about the modern condition. You'd think psychiatrists had a decent grasp on writing, but no, they do not. And I did not particularly enjoy having to piece together meaning because the sentences made no sense.

The first swim of the year was had, at the cottage this weekend. Where we also drank too much, my brother got murdered at Scrabble by yours truly, who also nearly broke her back carrying reference materials, clothes and macbook to finish the translation exam.

To celebrate surviving half the exams, Anette and I went out to a quick dinner. We went to Hansken for their delicious onion soup and wine, but also got complimentary starters – foie gras. I don't particularly like it, Anette hated it. We never did figure out why precisely we got them, perhaps they were about to expire and they had to get rid of them? Then we proceeded to speed over to the cinema to see Polanski's Ghost Writer – mediocre thriller, occasionally clever, terribly cheap ending. And now I'm reading for the two final exams. Postcolonial literature and general literary theory Oh, joy.
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I think I'll separate my book and life updates, makes for less of a mess. So you get two entries in one day. Someone's got to be thrilled. Two exams down, two to go. I wrote a messy essay about time as a physical entity in Prufrock, and translated a non-coherent piece about the modern condition. You'd think psychiatrists had a decent grasp on writing, but no, they do not. And I did not particularly enjoy having to piece together meaning because the sentences made no sense.

The first swim of the year was had, at the cottage this weekend. Where we also drank too much, my brother got murdered at Scrabble by yours truly, who also nearly broke her back carrying reference materials, clothes and macbook to finish the translation exam.

To celebrate surviving half the exams, Anette and I went out to a quick dinner. We went to Hansken for their delicious onion soup and wine, but also got complimentary starters – foie gras. I don't particularly like it, Anette hated it. We never did figure out why precisely we got them, perhaps they were about to expire and they had to get rid of them? Then we proceeded to speed over to the cinema to see Polanski's Ghost Writer – mediocre thriller, occasionally clever, terribly cheap ending. And now I'm reading for the two final exams. Postcolonial literature and general literary theory Oh, joy.
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Disgrace was a disappointment. I realised that so much of what disgusts, and enthralls me, is Lurie's thoughts. Coetzee leaves us with an understated sense of his themes, we feel we know nothing. Steve Jacobs, director, his screenplay-writing wife (Oh, god, I'm reducing a woman to a wife, again) made to much of the physical side of things. And they forgot the madness of his opera - the ridicule of him playing a child's instrument for the clubfooted dog. It must be tremendously difficult work, transfering a book to film. Disgrace in particular, because it is so very character driven. And so much of an interior monologue. Bah, I prefer the book.
Malkovich and Heines were divine. As was Petrus. I'll re-view it on DVD when I get it, and perhaps I'll enjoy it more. Certain scenes were even more powerful on-screen.

But the heavy fog from last night has fallen, and continues to fall. Everything is sheethed in white, and golden class shards glitter outside our windows. These are the times I love winter, and having to walk doggie. And then I have to mend my dress (the skirt' sown up, to create a dishevelled, sculpted effect), and find the buttons for my coat. Figure out what I'm going to do with the hair, re-growth is such a curse. I love, love, love my current colour - but I need to schedule a new appointment with my hair-dresser when I go to dye it next time. Once every six weeks. I can't take these roots. Pin-curls or a braided chignon-y mess? And make-up. I want it heavy, and I want to use my glitter eyeliner. Why didn't I buy false lashes?
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Disgrace was a disappointment. I realised that so much of what disgusts, and enthralls me, is Lurie's thoughts. Coetzee leaves us with an understated sense of his themes, we feel we know nothing. Steve Jacobs, director, his screenplay-writing wife (Oh, god, I'm reducing a woman to a wife, again) made to much of the physical side of things. And they forgot the madness of his opera - the ridicule of him playing a child's instrument for the clubfooted dog. It must be tremendously difficult work, transfering a book to film. Disgrace in particular, because it is so very character driven. And so much of an interior monologue. Bah, I prefer the book.
Malkovich and Heines were divine. As was Petrus. I'll re-view it on DVD when I get it, and perhaps I'll enjoy it more. Certain scenes were even more powerful on-screen.

But the heavy fog from last night has fallen, and continues to fall. Everything is sheethed in white, and golden class shards glitter outside our windows. These are the times I love winter, and having to walk doggie. And then I have to mend my dress (the skirt' sown up, to create a dishevelled, sculpted effect), and find the buttons for my coat. Figure out what I'm going to do with the hair, re-growth is such a curse. I love, love, love my current colour - but I need to schedule a new appointment with my hair-dresser when I go to dye it next time. Once every six weeks. I can't take these roots. Pin-curls or a braided chignon-y mess? And make-up. I want it heavy, and I want to use my glitter eyeliner. Why didn't I buy false lashes?

Mamma Mia

Dec. 28th, 2008 06:05 pm
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Mother got Mamma Mia on DVD, and we just saw it. I don't get the craze. It's sweet enough, I suppose. And incredibly embarassing. Is it a parody of a musical? The moves, the dancing is so horrid it has to be. Nostalgia, in part. Thinking "oh, well, I could have had that, hadn't I been sensible and left it behind". It's cheerful, and I suppose a pepper-up for miserable hosue-wives. And people we think of as stars, superhuman, almost, deign to sing as badly as we do. Is that it?

I will admit that I found an ABBA CD and am happily mouthing along (people are present, and I don't embarass myself singing as readily as Brosnan).

Mamma Mia

Dec. 28th, 2008 06:05 pm
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Mother got Mamma Mia on DVD, and we just saw it. I don't get the craze. It's sweet enough, I suppose. And incredibly embarassing. Is it a parody of a musical? The moves, the dancing is so horrid it has to be. Nostalgia, in part. Thinking "oh, well, I could have had that, hadn't I been sensible and left it behind". It's cheerful, and I suppose a pepper-up for miserable hosue-wives. And people we think of as stars, superhuman, almost, deign to sing as badly as we do. Is that it?

I will admit that I found an ABBA CD and am happily mouthing along (people are present, and I don't embarass myself singing as readily as Brosnan).

Disgrace

Dec. 28th, 2008 11:17 am
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Coetzee's Disgrace has been filmed by Steve Jacobs, and is screened in Norway now. With Malkovich as Lurie, the leading role. Malkovich as Lurie! I'm doing a very fangirly squee. This appears to be a good review, at least they've grasped much of the book.

Disgrace

Dec. 28th, 2008 11:17 am
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Coetzee's Disgrace has been filmed by Steve Jacobs, and is screened in Norway now. With Malkovich as Lurie, the leading role. Malkovich as Lurie! I'm doing a very fangirly squee. This appears to be a good review, at least they've grasped much of the book.
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I just saw Brokeback Mountain – don't ask me why I am years behind, I don't know myself –, it is devastating and renews my wish to analyse. Another sign that I am doing the right thing in changing programmes. Not that I was ever in doubt.
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I just saw Brokeback Mountain – don't ask me why I am years behind, I don't know myself –, it is devastating and renews my wish to analyse. Another sign that I am doing the right thing in changing programmes. Not that I was ever in doubt.
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I can't quite get my head around Trois Couleurs: Bleu. It might very simply be far too high-brow for me. While there is close to no actual action, it has some sort of a hold over me and intrigues me. Very peculiar, French, almost overly arty film, for the unenlightened. And it is a trilogy (no, duh!), so, two more to go.

And, speaking of arty, I think I've convinced Katrine to accompany me on a short excursion to The National Portrait Gallery's exhibition. I love portraits, particularly black-and white ones. And photography, in general. I am, also, completely taken by this shot of Ian McKellen, for some reason. Perhaps it reminds me of O'Toole in Venus.


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I also have Nabokov's "Lectures on Literature", so now my project of reading books with his commentary can commence. <3
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I can't quite get my head around Trois Couleurs: Bleu. It might very simply be far too high-brow for me. While there is close to no actual action, it has some sort of a hold over me and intrigues me. Very peculiar, French, almost overly arty film, for the unenlightened. And it is a trilogy (no, duh!), so, two more to go.

And, speaking of arty, I think I've convinced Katrine to accompany me on a short excursion to The National Portrait Gallery's exhibition. I love portraits, particularly black-and white ones. And photography, in general. I am, also, completely taken by this shot of Ian McKellen, for some reason. Perhaps it reminds me of O'Toole in Venus.


----

I also have Nabokov's "Lectures on Literature", so now my project of reading books with his commentary can commence. <3
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Apropos Norwegian film, Berlinerpoplene is rather cute. Though the actor playing Margido is branded as evil and despicable due to his always playing the bad-guys when I was young, it is a very pretty series. It started off badly, depressing and boring, but redeemed it self as it went along. Krumme and Erlend are wonderful together, and seem so very comfortable around and with each other, they are, quite simply touching.

Perhaps there is something the film industry in this culture-forsaken country can do right, after all? Perhaps it needs time to develop its characters, and have not yet developed the skills necessary to cram very much into very little space? For that is, in the end, what film is about, no?

I haven't yet dared read the books - I despise Ragde for publicly displaying her lack of knowledge, she claims not to know how tu se commas and simply "throw them about". And finished Michale Cox's The Meaning of Night, and am ambivalent. There were intriguing bits, bloody boring bits and the occasional hilarious bit. Now I am going to read Lessing's "The Grandmothers", or parts of it, before I move on to either Bjørneboe or Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close.
nirinia: (cinema)
Apropos Norwegian film, Berlinerpoplene is rather cute. Though the actor playing Margido is branded as evil and despicable due to his always playing the bad-guys when I was young, it is a very pretty series. It started off badly, depressing and boring, but redeemed it self as it went along. Krumme and Erlend are wonderful together, and seem so very comfortable around and with each other, they are, quite simply touching.

Perhaps there is something the film industry in this culture-forsaken country can do right, after all? Perhaps it needs time to develop its characters, and have not yet developed the skills necessary to cram very much into very little space? For that is, in the end, what film is about, no?

I haven't yet dared read the books - I despise Ragde for publicly displaying her lack of knowledge, she claims not to know how tu se commas and simply "throw them about". And finished Michale Cox's The Meaning of Night, and am ambivalent. There were intriguing bits, bloody boring bits and the occasional hilarious bit. Now I am going to read Lessing's "The Grandmothers", or parts of it, before I move on to either Bjørneboe or Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close.

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