As a student, I used to go to the sneak-previews quite often. The ticket being cheaper was one reason to go there, getting the rare chance to see undubbed movies another. Saw some good movies (like “From Dusk till Dawn”), some interesting movies I otherwise might not have seen (”JSA - Joint Security Area”)and saw total crap (like “Daylight” with Sylvester Stallone).
After a while, I thought I’ve seen enough sneak-crap. So I stopped going there. Now the tickets are not cheaper. But I’ve decided to try it again, the first sneak-preview in years. The programme said it won’t be dubbed.
Well, first announcement: Sorry, we only got the dubbed version.
Second announcement: It will be a Hollywood movie.
And the winner of tonight’s sneak is: “Cars”
Probably one of the most dispensable movies of the year. Boring as hell, bad dubbing (may be bad in the original too, you never know), and cars in general are, well, things to drive around. Not to make a fuss about them, especially not a movie.
So I left after about 30-40 minutes.
And on my way home all the good reasons for not going to sneak-previews came back to me. Sometimes, you have to remind yourself of the things you’ve learned in the past. Heed the wise man.
Found that album through g-blog months ago, forgot to post the link to my favourite song of the album - electronics with a great female voice - though.
Here it is:
There’s also a listen-link, but somehow I cannot copy that…
As a kid, wasps and bees stung me every now and then. I always remembered the pain to be almost unbearable, crying a lot etc.
Once, a wasp got lost under my T-Shirt and struck me twice before saying goodbye to the world. Even a bee managed two stings although everybody told me (and keeps telling me): They can only hurt you one time and then they die. Well, I know that’s not true.
Anyway, the last bee-incident happened years ago. I never panicked when every now and then a little yellow-black friend got lost in my appartment. Ok, a week ago, when I was talking to a friend on the phone, I thought for a second, a wasp invasion would start. The lines went like that:
- Hey, a wasp. Hush. Hush.
Seconds later.
- Wow, another one. And, wait, there’s a third.
Then I managed to hush them out my roof window which I closed shut.
Anyway, what I wanted to write: Yesterday, I felt the sting once again. I was on my bike, wearing shorts just reaching over my knees. A wasp flew there, got squeezed and immediately decided to counterattack. A sharp, short sensation of pain. But… what can I say: The pain was moderate.
Is our skin getting thicker while growing up?
Do we get used to pain?
What happened to the horrors of childhood?
As it’s getting warmer again, I though about a great movie I’ve seen several years ago: Atanarjuat. One of those never-heard-about-but-it-sounds-interesting-films shown only in small theatres.
The arctic life was depicted so realistic, it felt quite unreal to see the outtakes in the credits.
It’s set about 1000 years ago and tells an inuit-legend. Best thing to watch if you want to prepare for the winter.
I get the feeling, those independent productions stick much longer to your mind then the usual movie stuff. Another good example: Swallowtail Butterfly. I think I’ve posted about this movie earlier… Yep
Funny, I thought they didn’t make movies like this anymore. But then again: it’s just a modern western, so the genre is not exactly new.
BTW, is it true that John Wayne was gay?
