Note to self: don't start you day at work by reading LAIKA, the graphic novel about the Russian space dog. No customer wants to walk into the comic store to see the clerk doubling over sobbing.
Current Mood:sniffly
Current Location:Big Planet Comics, Georgetown, Washington DC
Current Music:"The Sorrowful Wife," Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds
Oh, ouch. I've purposefully stayed away from Laika because I knew it would make me both very angry and very sad. I'm not so sure about the "well researched" part when it comes to writing Russian characters, either. That's why I'll never, ever read WE. I know that it's brilliant and sad, but I'm not the target audience. I'm not the one that needs to be convinced that vivisection and killing of dozens of goats by the British government for their experiments on decompression sickness in the last five years is an evil and borderline sociopathic thing to do.
Completely different than my routine, which involves perfectly timing when to start my last mid-afternoon cigarette, wherein the last drag ends in front of my store.
Yeah, not being a smoker myself, that's more the boss' routine. Mine is more "How much internet dickery can I accomplish, and will I be able to write some more in the novel?" timed around, "Okay, when can I throw on the 'Back in Five Minutes' sign and go get a milkshake at Thomas Sweet's Ice Cream and Fudgery?"
You live-- I mean work near a fudge shop? Jealous.
I happen to be surrounded by four falafel shops within a two block radius. And I take smoking very serious, I know which exit on the highway that I need to have a cigarette in my mouth by otherwise my whole routine is fucked--
An expensive fudge shop! But yes, they make their own fudge and ice cream and assorted desserts. They've managed to survive not only in Georgetown, but right near a Ben & Jerry's! That should speak to their quality.
Five dollars for a small milkshake. But sooooo worth it.
I never had a falafel until about a month ago. I fell in love with it. Then I discovered a falafel joint here in Georgetown, and sick of going to the usual four or five local options, I went there and... well, now, weeks later, I'm falafel-ed out. It'll take a damn awesome falafel to get me interested again. We always kill the things we love.
And yes, I understand that such routines do develop for smokers.
Ah. I won't be reading that, then. Or at least, not until I get out of the "Woe, why must humans kill all beauty in the world" mode that watching Planet Earth and Blue Planet produced in me.
Is this the theme of the evening, "Woe, why must humans kill all beauty in the world?" I just finished Bradbury's The Martian Chronicles and then I watched Terminator.
I flipped through that in my uni's bookstore a few months back but decided not to buy it at the time. I want to read it, but seeing as I just lost my own dog, I'll probably wait a few more months for now.
...but now I have the urge to re-read WE3, which is probably a bad bad idea. No other comic/film/book that I've read/seem has provoked as strong a reaction in me before. Like you, we're talking doubled over, sobbing my guts out.
I need to read something happy-making, but all my volumes of Yotsuba&! are at home. Maybe New Frontier? Seeing as I'm too poor to afford the movie and all.
ETA: Also, on the subject of your icon, I finally saw Gangs of New York today. Bill was probably the only worthwhile thing in it. :\ That and the lovely costumes and sets. I want to walk around wearing a stovepipe hat now.
I was just thinking, NEW FRONTIER would be a good, good idea right now. Anytime, really.
Yeah, Bill... really, really is, isn't he? I mean, I love the costumes and the world; it's tribal warfare, happening at the exact same time as GONE WITH THE WIND and AGE OF INNOCENCE! And Bill is just such a unique character, somehow compelling and charismatic for all his evils. I'm tempted to say he's sympathetic, but that could only be because he's fifteen million times more interesting and complex than Leo or Cameron's characters. I think he was absolutely right, Amsterdam was a little punk, unworthy of a noble name.
My goal is to someday remake GANGS OF NEW YORK, but using CITY OF GOD as the plot template, and have it be about Bill vs. Priest Vallon. In his five minutes of screen time, Liam Neeson was fifteen times more compelling and awesome than Leo.
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Date: 2008-02-23 06:41 pm (UTC)I knew it would be sad. :-(
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Date: 2008-02-23 08:05 pm (UTC)I knew what I was getting into with it, so I just skimmed the book... and yeah, still harsh.
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Date: 2008-02-23 07:54 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2008-02-23 08:24 pm (UTC)I happen to be surrounded by four falafel shops within a two block radius. And I take smoking very serious, I know which exit on the highway that I need to have a cigarette in my mouth by otherwise my whole routine is fucked--
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Date: 2008-02-23 08:28 pm (UTC)Five dollars for a small milkshake. But sooooo worth it.
I never had a falafel until about a month ago. I fell in love with it. Then I discovered a falafel joint here in Georgetown, and sick of going to the usual four or five local options, I went there and... well, now, weeks later, I'm falafel-ed out. It'll take a damn awesome falafel to get me interested again. We always kill the things we love.
And yes, I understand that such routines do develop for smokers.
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Date: 2008-02-24 12:22 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-02-24 02:15 am (UTC)And now everything sucks.
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Date: 2008-02-24 03:52 am (UTC)...but now I have the urge to re-read WE3, which is probably a bad bad idea. No other comic/film/book that I've read/seem has provoked as strong a reaction in me before. Like you, we're talking doubled over, sobbing my guts out.
I need to read something happy-making, but all my volumes of Yotsuba&! are at home. Maybe New Frontier? Seeing as I'm too poor to afford the movie and all.
ETA: Also, on the subject of your icon, I finally saw Gangs of New York today. Bill was probably the only worthwhile thing in it. :\ That and the lovely costumes and sets. I want to walk around wearing a stovepipe hat now.
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Date: 2008-02-24 04:00 am (UTC)Yeah, Bill... really, really is, isn't he? I mean, I love the costumes and the world; it's tribal warfare, happening at the exact same time as GONE WITH THE WIND and AGE OF INNOCENCE! And Bill is just such a unique character, somehow compelling and charismatic for all his evils. I'm tempted to say he's sympathetic, but that could only be because he's fifteen million times more interesting and complex than Leo or Cameron's characters. I think he was absolutely right, Amsterdam was a little punk, unworthy of a noble name.
My goal is to someday remake GANGS OF NEW YORK, but using CITY OF GOD as the plot template, and have it be about Bill vs. Priest Vallon. In his five minutes of screen time, Liam Neeson was fifteen times more compelling and awesome than Leo.
Glad you saw it!