Today I asked a German girl for her phone number.
She said 999-9999.
Wish me luck!
impressive artwork via Kilian Eng (Pinterest)
When I was a sophomore in high school I read Bram Stoker's novel and loved every page of it. That same year I saw Coppola's 1992 version of the story, which is still my favorite Dracula film with its phenomenal production design and narrative focus on the tragic romance between Mina and Dracula. That film I've seen countless times, but with this older version it's been a while. It feels fresh and I remember little.
A fantastic documentary on H.R. Giger. Like many people I was first exposed to his work through Ridley Scott's Alien and I was immediately hooked. The man was endlessly fascinating. I still can't get enough of him.
1) Overall, I liked it. I don't give two shits about love triangles or tennis...yet the movie made a compelling narrative of them. Respect to the director for this. The story is the film's greatest strength.
2) Great energy and pacing. No dull moments for the most part. Looks and sounds great. The music by Trent and Atticus was strong (so much that I went home and experimented with some techno bangers myself) and worked well in ways I didn't expect.
3) The characters? Meh. Kind of average. I think they are thought-out and developed enough (I've read one reviewer I really respect disagree with this), but none of them are actually likable or interesting to me, and that is something very important to me when I enjoy a flick.
Do I recommend it? Sure. It was simply fun. And Zendaya...good lordy.
A short but more upbeat piece of music that I made this week: You Hit Pretty Hard.
A line from the old Jim Carrey comedy Me, Myself and Irene that gave me a good laugh recently:
Irene: I never wanted to sleep with you, Hank. Okay, you tricked me!
Hank: Yes, I tricked you. It was deceitful, it was disgusting and despicable. But just for once, try to see it from my side....I was horny.
One reason I started writing on a blog again after years of not doing it was because I wasn't a fan of the Facebook and Instagram experience that force you to see whatever somebody has posted. I like the idea of putting something out there, and if your friends are interested in seeing it, they search it out (I wonder what the dork is up to...let me check). I don't want this to be on a feed, ideally. It's public, but also feels a bit more private.
It also gives me a chance to easier display my odd creative work. This morning I'm posting a soundscape I wrote a short while ago: Recovery Modulating.
And...a not so random thought. This Wednesday, on May 1st, it will be 7 years of no drinking for me (and I mean not a single sip). I do not say this to be preachy, righteous or to suggest that my life was some disaster when I did drink (I assure you it was not; I frequently had a fucking blast). For a few very good reasons, though, I knew that that lifestyle was completely unsustainable. So I quit and, whaddyaknow, I ended up becoming happier than I had ever been before. I enjoy the discipline and self respect that staying away from alcohol affords me.
The moral of the story? Don't fuckin' negotiate with terrorists. Keep your head together.