Well, one day back when I had a little higher muscle to fat ratio my dad told me something. He said, "Son, I think its time we talked about your drug problem."
As we all know that did not happen, well, anything about the last statement. I did have a story to tell, but now that I'm at work I can't seem to remember it and its only 2:10 in the AM. It had to do with something my dad told me, but I just can't seem to remember.
I did see Hero starring Jet Li and his asian counterparts, or cohorts rather. It was a period piece, and a very artsy one at that, but in the end it was satisfying in a 'foriegn film' sort of way.
More importantly I saw Donnie Darko, and that is a great film, very bizarre, but more interesting than anything I've seen in the theatre in a long while, including Riddick which sucked. While I am speaking of films I would just like to say that while I still believe that most are a waste of my life, there are some which do stimulate intellectually, and possibly touch the funny bone, one such film is The Big Lebowski, another such film is not Aliens vs. Predator, which is truly a waste of a lot of people's time.
So in conclusion I wish I could remember that story, and I am glad that this page loaded tonite, because it didn't last night. Also, since I will not be at work for a couple of days there will be no blog for a couple of days.
Sunday, August 29, 2004
Tuesday, August 24, 2004
Are you gellin?
I can't stand to be 'gellin'. In fact I will never buy those things because of the ridiculous nature of the advertisements. If Dr. Scholl thinks he can pander to me with some catchy cutsie stupid rhyming commercial he is definitely dumb. But I was thinking that bloggers could use the same type of advertising effectively, if properly written of course. Observe this specimen:
Our scene opens with two yuppie well dressed men who just got in a fender bender, but are in surprising good moods despite their obvious predicament.
They both say: "I'll write this down, when I'm bloggin'"
Upon hearing the other, they both smile winningly at each other.
The dark haired racially obscure man (dhrom) says, "Wow, I think I hit my noggin'" and rubs his head.
The light haired obviously white man(lhowm) says, "Did you do it when you were joggin'?"
dhrom: "No dumbhead, my cereal was soggin'
So I left to get some more egg noggin'.
But then you hit my stationwaggin'
Now I'm gonna give you a floggin'"
lhowm: "Whoa, now don't go doggin'
I was just leaving to go loggin'
But now, I'll get my shotggin'"
dhrom: "Hey, hey I was just playggin'
Let's go play some Froggin'"
lhown: "Then we can do some Bloggin'!!"
They both jump in the air with one hand toward the sky and then in mid air freeze frame, and add sound byte "BY MENNEN"
The End
Well there may be some plot holes, but you get the picture. I figure if it works for my brother the doctor Scholl, it'll work for anyone.
Our scene opens with two yuppie well dressed men who just got in a fender bender, but are in surprising good moods despite their obvious predicament.
They both say: "I'll write this down, when I'm bloggin'"
Upon hearing the other, they both smile winningly at each other.
The dark haired racially obscure man (dhrom) says, "Wow, I think I hit my noggin'" and rubs his head.
The light haired obviously white man(lhowm) says, "Did you do it when you were joggin'?"
dhrom: "No dumbhead, my cereal was soggin'
So I left to get some more egg noggin'.
But then you hit my stationwaggin'
Now I'm gonna give you a floggin'"
lhowm: "Whoa, now don't go doggin'
I was just leaving to go loggin'
But now, I'll get my shotggin'"
dhrom: "Hey, hey I was just playggin'
Let's go play some Froggin'"
lhown: "Then we can do some Bloggin'!!"
They both jump in the air with one hand toward the sky and then in mid air freeze frame, and add sound byte "BY MENNEN"
The End
Well there may be some plot holes, but you get the picture. I figure if it works for my brother the doctor Scholl, it'll work for anyone.
Movies For People Who Watch Movies
Working at nights gives one a peculiarly large amount of time to other stuff, but a distinct lack of energy to do any of it. Accordingly yesterday, I watched two movies during the day. The first was obviously Tombstone. The second was Igby Goes Down.
I don't know what to say about the Igby. It seems that it was inspired by The Catcher in the Rye, but given a modern twist and pull that seperated it from the book entirely. It is about a 17 year old boy who runs away from school after school, and finally finds a place in NYC with his 'godfather's' mistress. There he meets up with even more wierdness, and can't seem to get himself to a place he actually wants to be. The story is heart-breaking, but seemingly 'ends on a good note' for Igby. The characters are the type that make you wonder the whether people like them actually exist in the world, not because of the horrific nature of their actions, but because you can imagine that given the right circumstances a person like this might emerge, because the possibility of these characters is just outside the border of non-fiction, in the realm of the probable. The inter-relationship of all the characters is what makes the movie, not really just Igby.
In the end it is a sad, depressing story, that I wouldn't recommend to anyone because I don't want to be responsible for the awkwardness you have while watching this movie with someone's parents. It contains questionable material, and as we all know, "Its the question that drives us." That of course means that I know kung fu. And if you want to watch something depressing just watch all of the Matrix's and then remember when you had only seen the first one and thought about how cool it would be if they made sequels, that could land you in my office.
I don't know what to say about the Igby. It seems that it was inspired by The Catcher in the Rye, but given a modern twist and pull that seperated it from the book entirely. It is about a 17 year old boy who runs away from school after school, and finally finds a place in NYC with his 'godfather's' mistress. There he meets up with even more wierdness, and can't seem to get himself to a place he actually wants to be. The story is heart-breaking, but seemingly 'ends on a good note' for Igby. The characters are the type that make you wonder the whether people like them actually exist in the world, not because of the horrific nature of their actions, but because you can imagine that given the right circumstances a person like this might emerge, because the possibility of these characters is just outside the border of non-fiction, in the realm of the probable. The inter-relationship of all the characters is what makes the movie, not really just Igby.
In the end it is a sad, depressing story, that I wouldn't recommend to anyone because I don't want to be responsible for the awkwardness you have while watching this movie with someone's parents. It contains questionable material, and as we all know, "Its the question that drives us." That of course means that I know kung fu. And if you want to watch something depressing just watch all of the Matrix's and then remember when you had only seen the first one and thought about how cool it would be if they made sequels, that could land you in my office.
Monday, August 23, 2004
Has anyone else seen LadyHawke?
I watched Ladyhawke last night for the first time. Now I know that for some people this movie has achieved a certain status because they watched it as kids, but as an impartial viewer I have to rate it, "It's not to bad." By that I mean there were some good parts, and I was pleasantly surprised that I didn't think it was too dumb.
I also watched Tombstone. As I have seen it before I don't think I need to tell anyone that it is a good movie. I was surprised to see so many other actors that have been in other big movies in small parts in Tombstone. I guess that I dismissed some of the predictability of the movie because I already knew the story. The major flaw in the movie is the conversations with the actress. I find it hard to believe that a man like Wyatt Earp would be seduced by such 'high school' notions of "I just want to have fun for the rest of my life and order room service". Anyway, I like the movie, it was one Val Kilmer's best, except Top Secret, which by the way came out in 1984, and I had thought it was from the 70's this whole time.
I also watched Tombstone. As I have seen it before I don't think I need to tell anyone that it is a good movie. I was surprised to see so many other actors that have been in other big movies in small parts in Tombstone. I guess that I dismissed some of the predictability of the movie because I already knew the story. The major flaw in the movie is the conversations with the actress. I find it hard to believe that a man like Wyatt Earp would be seduced by such 'high school' notions of "I just want to have fun for the rest of my life and order room service". Anyway, I like the movie, it was one Val Kilmer's best, except Top Secret, which by the way came out in 1984, and I had thought it was from the 70's this whole time.
Friday, August 20, 2004
They Call Me The Working Man - Finally
It feels so good to finally get a pay check, from a job that I wll have for more than a day. I am discovering that my job is really cool, especially the night shift when everyone is asleep and I can read or something after I get my paperwork done. Now I know that I don't have unlimited free time while I'm at work, but I do get to read a good hundred pages most times. I also think that I get $1.oo extra an hour to work the shift. And my boss just offered me time and a half to work a weekend shift, as if I wouldn't do it anyway, and its a 12 hour shift. Maybe now I can afford to buy that box of Bertie Bott's Every Flavoure Jelly Beans.
Wednesday, August 18, 2004
SSDD
This one time in Basic Training I saw something pretty funny. It was mainly funny because it wasn't happening to me, which is why a lot of things are funny in Basic Training.
So we were all lined up for lunch, as a company (about 200 men), and these guys from another company want to get in front of us. Of course they have to ask the Drill Sergeant if they can pass, so they meekly approach DS Sanders. They ask permission to go ahead of us because their company has already eaten and these guys were guarding weapons or something. DS Sanders looks at them and asks if the soldier means all of them, (there were about 5). The private answers "yes", DS Sanders then gets in face about letting other soldiers in front of his own, then he lines them up so they all face him. He walks up and down the short line a couple of times then stops and smiles back at us and says, "Watch this." Starting at the first soldier he yells, "Shut the !@#$ up!", and then moves on to the next soldier, "Shut the !@#$ up!", until he gets to the last soldier, the one who had asked in the first place and he says, "What do you think I'm going to say?" The obedient soldiers says, "Shut the !@#$ up." Just as he finishes the last word DS Sanders is in his face. "YOU TELLING ME TO SHUT UP!!! WHO THE !@#$ DO YOU THINK YOU ARE!!! I'M A DRILL SERGEANT!! YOU SHUT THE !@#$ UP!!!" and much more. It was really funny, and after we all stopped laughing he let them go eat in front of us.
Well that was all I could think of to write at the moment.
So we were all lined up for lunch, as a company (about 200 men), and these guys from another company want to get in front of us. Of course they have to ask the Drill Sergeant if they can pass, so they meekly approach DS Sanders. They ask permission to go ahead of us because their company has already eaten and these guys were guarding weapons or something. DS Sanders looks at them and asks if the soldier means all of them, (there were about 5). The private answers "yes", DS Sanders then gets in face about letting other soldiers in front of his own, then he lines them up so they all face him. He walks up and down the short line a couple of times then stops and smiles back at us and says, "Watch this." Starting at the first soldier he yells, "Shut the !@#$ up!", and then moves on to the next soldier, "Shut the !@#$ up!", until he gets to the last soldier, the one who had asked in the first place and he says, "What do you think I'm going to say?" The obedient soldiers says, "Shut the !@#$ up." Just as he finishes the last word DS Sanders is in his face. "YOU TELLING ME TO SHUT UP!!! WHO THE !@#$ DO YOU THINK YOU ARE!!! I'M A DRILL SERGEANT!! YOU SHUT THE !@#$ UP!!!" and much more. It was really funny, and after we all stopped laughing he let them go eat in front of us.
Well that was all I could think of to write at the moment.
Monday, August 16, 2004
More Pics of WWF
There are new pictures of the WWF on his site. I just put them there, so tell all your friends.
Also I would like to annouce my official return to the Blog scene after my week long hiatus. I don't have much to say except that I have confirmed that kayaking is very fun and requires some more of my time.
In other news: Harry Potter will shortly be required to fund his own stay at the Hogwarts because of an alleged incident in the Ball Room with the lead pipe, or is the rope, or maybe!
Also I would like to annouce my official return to the Blog scene after my week long hiatus. I don't have much to say except that I have confirmed that kayaking is very fun and requires some more of my time.
In other news: Harry Potter will shortly be required to fund his own stay at the Hogwarts because of an alleged incident in the Ball Room with the lead pipe, or is the rope, or maybe!
Wednesday, August 11, 2004
Sisters Recommend/ Disney Hijinx
The last two books that I read were recommended me by my sister. I think that we are of an age that it is no longer requisite that I put whether she was my older or younger sister anymore. We are both, well we are all adults now. As I was saying, she recommended Frankenstein, and About A Boy, and both books were very good. The later is moving up my list of most enjoyable books I've ever read, and the former is "one ripping good yarn".
Also I am leaving in a couple of hours for the great outdoors, but I haven't packed yet, or eaten breakfast. While sitting this morning I realized that The Jungle Book might be the best Disney movie, or possibly Aladdin, but the songs are definitely better in The Jungle Book. The best song is the one that the monkeys sing about 'man's red fire', and when they start dancing I just loose it. It seems to me that it is an early, better version of the hakuna matata song in The Lion King. I don't know why I always correlate them, it might be the gibberish, or the jungle. Anyway, I have to take the 'secret of man's red fire' on my camping trip or I won't be able to eat the fish I catch. I think it will fit in my backpack.
Also I am leaving in a couple of hours for the great outdoors, but I haven't packed yet, or eaten breakfast. While sitting this morning I realized that The Jungle Book might be the best Disney movie, or possibly Aladdin, but the songs are definitely better in The Jungle Book. The best song is the one that the monkeys sing about 'man's red fire', and when they start dancing I just loose it. It seems to me that it is an early, better version of the hakuna matata song in The Lion King. I don't know why I always correlate them, it might be the gibberish, or the jungle. Anyway, I have to take the 'secret of man's red fire' on my camping trip or I won't be able to eat the fish I catch. I think it will fit in my backpack.
Tuesday, August 10, 2004
Blog-O-Matic
Well, I'm sorry I haven't posted anything in a while. A funny thing happened to me, I got a job. Now I'll have to change my profile and everything. So that's what I have been doing, instead of blogging. And now I'm going on vacation tomorrow, so there won't be any blogs for a while.
"In other news" I just wanted to say that because it seems like a popular thing to say today. As far as books go, I just finished About A Boy and it was really good. It was like watching tv, but so much better.
Well, I've got to go. I'll leave you with this. EAT MORE HOTDOGS!
"In other news" I just wanted to say that because it seems like a popular thing to say today. As far as books go, I just finished About A Boy and it was really good. It was like watching tv, but so much better.
Well, I've got to go. I'll leave you with this. EAT MORE HOTDOGS!
Thursday, August 05, 2004
Addendum to Frankenstein Blog
Why would he have thought his creation would have killed his family only by seeing it open his eye, even if his eye is yellow. Frankenstein says he takes care of all the little minute details of the body, one would expect that a creator who takes so much time with the creation would know the color of its eyes. So it is not unimaginable that he would at least stick around to see what it was going to do. Frankenstein was scared of the commitment to teaching and loving the monster the minute he realized that the monster lived. He abhorred the creature because of how it looked, and yet he created it. He never meant to stand by it, he created it knowing he would abandon it, but with no other reason that his own fear of loving it.
The Sausage King of Chicago
One of the many complaints I have about programming on TBS and a few other syndicated networks is the number of commercials interupting a perfectly good movie like Ferris Bueller's Day Off. I happened to watch that last night, and there were so many commercials that a movie that is less than 2 hours normally took over 2 and a half to watch. And there was the added insult of having to watch repeated ads for Sex and the City.
On the brightside the movie was awesome. It was made even more enjoyable when I found out they were using the same dubbed version they played when I was a kid. So when Ferris is talking to the camera near the end about Cameron's love prospects, and concludes, "You can't respect someone who licks your boots." That is exactly what you hear even in our modern age when I'm sure they say similar things undubbed on the WB, and UPN, and ESPN, and MSNBC. Well you get the picture: it's nice somethings don't change.
Also I'd like to officially nominate Ferris Bueller's Day Off for, "Great (Now Older) Movie that if Remade Would Suck". I hope that puts to rest all of the Harry Potter/ Ferris Bueller spinoff talk I've hearing. And no Hermione does not end up with Cameron, or Charlie Sheen.
On the brightside the movie was awesome. It was made even more enjoyable when I found out they were using the same dubbed version they played when I was a kid. So when Ferris is talking to the camera near the end about Cameron's love prospects, and concludes, "You can't respect someone who licks your boots." That is exactly what you hear even in our modern age when I'm sure they say similar things undubbed on the WB, and UPN, and ESPN, and MSNBC. Well you get the picture: it's nice somethings don't change.
Also I'd like to officially nominate Ferris Bueller's Day Off for, "Great (Now Older) Movie that if Remade Would Suck". I hope that puts to rest all of the Harry Potter/ Ferris Bueller spinoff talk I've hearing. And no Hermione does not end up with Cameron, or Charlie Sheen.
Wednesday, August 04, 2004
Potential Cause of Meloncholy
I regret to inform the world that after much deliberation, and after finishing the Stargate movie, I have decided to withhold my nomination for a good sci-fi movie. As I said yesterday, the beginning of the movie was interesting, but after I saw the psuedo-pharoah type of child I just couldn't really take it seriously. Actually it might have been the love-interest story that turned me off also, I mean they were only there for a couple of days, possibly only one day.
In the rest of the news I have also decided that I know nothing about the internet, and have outlived my usefulness as an "internet' junkie. I realized the only sites I ever look at are a select few blog sites, my email sites, google, and amazon.com. I also check out the onion every once in a while, but not lately. Oh yeah, and pollstar.com is a good site to find concert info. Oh, and there's a wild fandango loose in the theatre. Rar.
In the rest of the news I have also decided that I know nothing about the internet, and have outlived my usefulness as an "internet' junkie. I realized the only sites I ever look at are a select few blog sites, my email sites, google, and amazon.com. I also check out the onion every once in a while, but not lately. Oh yeah, and pollstar.com is a good site to find concert info. Oh, and there's a wild fandango loose in the theatre. Rar.
Tuesday, August 03, 2004
I've had a change of heart about Stargate
I know, I know, I've been saying it for years - there is no way I'll ever watch Stargate. At the moment I am watching it, well, it is paused for a couple of hours while my wife is at work, but here's the kicker, I kind of like it. Not in any Gladiator, or Saving Private Ryan way, but I've enjoyed it so far, but then again, what I have seen so far has been pretty much free of aliens. There is something about aliens that if they are done wrong they will end a movies usefulness.
Also I am reading About A Boy by Nick Rivers, I mean Hornby, and that is also surprisingly good. I do find that I read it (in my head, of course) in the best Hugh Grant voice my mind can do. I also decided that I wholly subscribe to using my time in half hour blocks.
Also I am reading About A Boy by Nick Rivers, I mean Hornby, and that is also surprisingly good. I do find that I read it (in my head, of course) in the best Hugh Grant voice my mind can do. I also decided that I wholly subscribe to using my time in half hour blocks.
Monday, August 02, 2004
YES, YES, Say it, He was my Boyfriend!!!
I will begin this book review with a memory of a book review not far in the past. It wasn't the first book review I was ever assigned, in fact I was in 8th grade at Mt. Gap Middle School in Huntsville, AL, and the assignment was an oral book report of a biography. I, somehow, decided by procrastinating that I was not going to do this book report. The day everyone else got up in front of the class to give theirs, I had nothing, and had to say in front of the class that I had not done it. Well, my teacher decided that I still had to do one,I suppose she called my mother, because one day not long after my book report was due my mother approached me and said, "Why didn't you do your book report?" I had no good reasons, so later that day we went to the library, and I checked out a book on Stonewall Jackson. I was to read it and have a book report done in a week or two. Anyway, of course I tried to read the book, but I didn't. I did, however, glean enough information to make up a book report, which I gave in front of the class on a day reserved exclusively for myself. I think I still got a B on the report. The moral is that if you are resourceful enough you can fake your way through anything. WAIT I mean the moral of course is not to procrastinate, so you won't have to look like a fool in front of your peers, and your mother.
I recently read Mary Shelley's Frankenstein. I enjoyed it. First because of the story. I was amazed at how the movies have butchered this book. I'm sure everyone thinks they know the story, but as I read I honestly didn't know how this book was going to end. There were so many unexpected moments, that added greatly to the plot, which is the strongest point of this book.
Second, I enjoyed the characters. The monster was the most interesting, and the most pitiable. I really didn't feel sorry Frankenstein and his endless lamenting. The monster's story ch 9-16 was the most fancinating part of the book. His story makes the interest in the book, and it was very well imagined. It even interested me in reading Paradise Lost which I have never before contemplated. The monster's intellect shines in his comparison of Adam and himself, and the real tragedy of the novel is that Frankenstein is too self-centered to see that what he has created is more than a body. My problems with Frankenstein I suspect have to do mainly with the writing style.
The writing was at best melodramatic. Frankenstein is always lamenting that he is the most wretched man alive, and the monster joins in the game. The end of the novel is like a contest. First Frankenstein tells Walton, "no creature had ever been so miserable as I was; so frightful an event is single in the history of man(175)." Quite an audacious statement, but the monster has the last lament when he exults, "No guilt, no mischief, no malignity, no misery, can be found comparible to mine(196)." The monster even says he was more miserable when he killed his creator's new wife, than Frankenstein when he saw his bride lifeless on the bed. Finally they stop arguing and the monster decides that the only sure way to be the most "miserable wretch" in the book is to burn himself alive. His description of this death is telling. "I shall ascend my funeral pile triumphantly and exult in the agony of torturing flames(198)." As I was reading I wondered if the writing was the style of the day, or just the author. I admit that some other works of that period are similarly prone to "Alas", but not to the extent of Frankenstein.
Now, I'm sure you are saying right now that this blog is getting a little bit long. Perhaps you are right. But I'm not done yet. I want to understand the reason why the creation of life engendered so much misery on all connected with it, consciously or unknowlingly. It has been submitted that Frankenstein and his monster are two halves of the same consciousness. One the intellect - the monster, and one the emotion - the dear Doctor, I am inclined to disbelieve this, for various reasons. The idea is not without merit however, and it leads me to the structure of responsiblity. Frankenstein, by creating, became a father, and in such he failed miserably. He is blind to his responsiblity towards his creature, his offspring. In the beginning of the novel he austentatiously states "a new species would bless me as its creator and source; many happy and excellent natures would owe their being to me. No father could claim the gratitude of his child so completely as I should deserve theirs(38-9)." He is fundamentally wrong is attitude towards his creation, and by this he is doomed to fail, and thus death.
When thus approached a relationship between intellect and emotion can be seen through the novel. Frankenstein, emotion, creates and intellect, the monster, destroys. Frankenstein is powerless against his creation once it has turned against him, because he gives the creature recourse to harm him through others, and is unwilling to repent of his mistake. Emotion is often the driving force for change in life, but it must be sustained by intellect, because emotion can not maintain itself without the intellect, witness Frankenstein's constant fatigue, and sickness; but intellect will not understand emotional motives unless taught. If intellect is decieved, or remains unnurtured it will return to the status quo because that is the logical place without proper understanding of emotional investment. In Frankenstein, the cost of an inproper relationship between the intellect and emotion is death for both creature, and creator. The monster, and Frankenstein fail to see the symbosis of their personalities, and their responsiblities to each other. However, it is the primarily the responibility of the creator to recognize this relationship, because as in Frankenstein, the creature is not mentally able to see this without help at first.
I just want to end with one quote, although I did really like the one I was shown before reading this book. This comes from Shelley's own Introduction.
"Invention, it must be humbly admitted, does not consistin creating out of void, but out of chaos; the materials must, in the first place, be afforded: it can give form to dark, shapeless substances but cannot bring into being the substance itself. ... Invention consists in the capacity of seizing on the capabilities of a subject and in the power of moulding and fashioning ideas suggested to it."
B+
I recently read Mary Shelley's Frankenstein. I enjoyed it. First because of the story. I was amazed at how the movies have butchered this book. I'm sure everyone thinks they know the story, but as I read I honestly didn't know how this book was going to end. There were so many unexpected moments, that added greatly to the plot, which is the strongest point of this book.
Second, I enjoyed the characters. The monster was the most interesting, and the most pitiable. I really didn't feel sorry Frankenstein and his endless lamenting. The monster's story ch 9-16 was the most fancinating part of the book. His story makes the interest in the book, and it was very well imagined. It even interested me in reading Paradise Lost which I have never before contemplated. The monster's intellect shines in his comparison of Adam and himself, and the real tragedy of the novel is that Frankenstein is too self-centered to see that what he has created is more than a body. My problems with Frankenstein I suspect have to do mainly with the writing style.
The writing was at best melodramatic. Frankenstein is always lamenting that he is the most wretched man alive, and the monster joins in the game. The end of the novel is like a contest. First Frankenstein tells Walton, "no creature had ever been so miserable as I was; so frightful an event is single in the history of man(175)." Quite an audacious statement, but the monster has the last lament when he exults, "No guilt, no mischief, no malignity, no misery, can be found comparible to mine(196)." The monster even says he was more miserable when he killed his creator's new wife, than Frankenstein when he saw his bride lifeless on the bed. Finally they stop arguing and the monster decides that the only sure way to be the most "miserable wretch" in the book is to burn himself alive. His description of this death is telling. "I shall ascend my funeral pile triumphantly and exult in the agony of torturing flames(198)." As I was reading I wondered if the writing was the style of the day, or just the author. I admit that some other works of that period are similarly prone to "Alas", but not to the extent of Frankenstein.
Now, I'm sure you are saying right now that this blog is getting a little bit long. Perhaps you are right. But I'm not done yet. I want to understand the reason why the creation of life engendered so much misery on all connected with it, consciously or unknowlingly. It has been submitted that Frankenstein and his monster are two halves of the same consciousness. One the intellect - the monster, and one the emotion - the dear Doctor, I am inclined to disbelieve this, for various reasons. The idea is not without merit however, and it leads me to the structure of responsiblity. Frankenstein, by creating, became a father, and in such he failed miserably. He is blind to his responsiblity towards his creature, his offspring. In the beginning of the novel he austentatiously states "a new species would bless me as its creator and source; many happy and excellent natures would owe their being to me. No father could claim the gratitude of his child so completely as I should deserve theirs(38-9)." He is fundamentally wrong is attitude towards his creation, and by this he is doomed to fail, and thus death.
When thus approached a relationship between intellect and emotion can be seen through the novel. Frankenstein, emotion, creates and intellect, the monster, destroys. Frankenstein is powerless against his creation once it has turned against him, because he gives the creature recourse to harm him through others, and is unwilling to repent of his mistake. Emotion is often the driving force for change in life, but it must be sustained by intellect, because emotion can not maintain itself without the intellect, witness Frankenstein's constant fatigue, and sickness; but intellect will not understand emotional motives unless taught. If intellect is decieved, or remains unnurtured it will return to the status quo because that is the logical place without proper understanding of emotional investment. In Frankenstein, the cost of an inproper relationship between the intellect and emotion is death for both creature, and creator. The monster, and Frankenstein fail to see the symbosis of their personalities, and their responsiblities to each other. However, it is the primarily the responibility of the creator to recognize this relationship, because as in Frankenstein, the creature is not mentally able to see this without help at first.
I just want to end with one quote, although I did really like the one I was shown before reading this book. This comes from Shelley's own Introduction.
"Invention, it must be humbly admitted, does not consistin creating out of void, but out of chaos; the materials must, in the first place, be afforded: it can give form to dark, shapeless substances but cannot bring into being the substance itself. ... Invention consists in the capacity of seizing on the capabilities of a subject and in the power of moulding and fashioning ideas suggested to it."
B+
The Willage
In Ukraine if you a Ukrainian trying to learn English and if you need to describe for someone where you live, and if that place is outside the city, you would say: "I libe n zee willage." So, I dedicate this post to Ukraine.
Which brings me to my next point: The Willage by M. Donnie Darko Shaman-man was surprising. Right before we went into the theatre I decided that I wasn't really expecting much, (which is the key to enjoying any movie these days), but what I got was a really good movie. I especially enjoyed the two main characters, and more especially the girl. I don't want to give it away about the indians, but the "mythical, mystical, ultra scary creatures" were a good controlled part of the movie. Having seen all of Mr Shaman-man's movies I now realize that his movies are never really horror movies. They are disguised as suspenseful, horror type movies but usually end up being a human interest story, and that is the more intriguing part anyway. The Willage was no different, much to the dismay of almost the whole audience who obviously went in expecting to be scared, and they were, but the got much more than that. For a 15 year old boy who sat behind me that was too much for him and he couldn't restrain his comments which just about got his ass kicked. And which did get my empty box of Reese's Pieces thrown at him, HAHAHA, he never knew.
Anyway, it was an engaging movie, I enjoyed the cast.
Which brings me to my next point: The Willage by M. Donnie Darko Shaman-man was surprising. Right before we went into the theatre I decided that I wasn't really expecting much, (which is the key to enjoying any movie these days), but what I got was a really good movie. I especially enjoyed the two main characters, and more especially the girl. I don't want to give it away about the indians, but the "mythical, mystical, ultra scary creatures" were a good controlled part of the movie. Having seen all of Mr Shaman-man's movies I now realize that his movies are never really horror movies. They are disguised as suspenseful, horror type movies but usually end up being a human interest story, and that is the more intriguing part anyway. The Willage was no different, much to the dismay of almost the whole audience who obviously went in expecting to be scared, and they were, but the got much more than that. For a 15 year old boy who sat behind me that was too much for him and he couldn't restrain his comments which just about got his ass kicked. And which did get my empty box of Reese's Pieces thrown at him, HAHAHA, he never knew.
Anyway, it was an engaging movie, I enjoyed the cast.
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