The week in review
Aug. 1st, 2005 08:55 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
petroniaFannish Pt.1: Dear self, it's not kind to laugh at Naoe. He has enough problems as it is. Love, me - but seriously, I think I finally grok Darin Morgan's urge to ijime Mulder in his episodes by having drinks spill in his lap or whatever. I might heart Naoe in the same way I hearted Mulder. Not that I thought of it that way when I was in high school, but he's such a beautiful loser too.
Fannish Pt.2: You know what I would do if I had to make a theme list for a fic comm? Pet Shop Boys song titles. PopArt, for instance (edited for repetition):
01. Opportunities
02. West End Girls
03. Love Comes Quickly
04. Suburbia
05. Paninaro
06. It's A Sin
07. What Have I Done To Deserve This?
08. Rent
09. Always On My Mind
10. Heart
11. Domino Dancing
12. Left To My Own Devices
13. It's Alright
14. So Hard
15. Being Boring
16. How Can You Expect To Be Taken Seriously?
17. Where The Streets Have No Name (I Can't Take My Eyes Off You)
18. Jealousy
19. DJ Culture
20. Was It Worth It?
21. Can You Forgive Her?
22. Go West
23. I Wouldn't Normally Do This Kind Of Thing
24. Liberation
25. Yesterday, When I Was Mad
26. Before
27. Se A Vida E
28. Single-Bilingual
29. A Red Letter Day
30. Somewhere
31. I Don't Know What You Want But I Can't Give It Any More
32. New York City Boy
33. You Only Tell Me You Love Me When You're Drunk
34. Home And Dry
35. I Get Along
36. E-mail
37. London
Had fun last week. Wednesday I went to view the current exhibits at the Contemporary Art Museum - might go back this week, didn't have time to process everything I saw. There's this installation - Saint Sebastian - by an artist named Fiona Tan, which is videos of the archery competition ceremony at the Sanjusangen-do in Kyoto projected onto a double screen (one side shows the girls waiting in line, the other side shows them shooting). It doesn't sound like much but my heart was in my throat watching: the extreme closeups of the girls' faces as they draw and loose their bows convey an unbearable sense of tension. You never see the target, just the concentration of the archer.
Lots of other pieces. There's this huge rectangular wall hanging - I'm talking ten feet by twenty - that from afar looks like a painting of black-and-white television "snow". When you get close you realise it's made out of tiny folded strips of manga. :0 There's another one, three-dimensional diamond shapes entirely made out of (and it is sad that I can tell this at a glance) the glossy colour inserts in manga phonebooks folded into quarters. Not advertisement pages either. Ya fallu maganer toute une bibliothèque. I couldn't deal with it: I mean art is art is art but destroying colour inserts is where I draw the line. XD;
On Saturday Tania emailed at short notice to get me and Talal to go to this Quebec film, C.R.A.Z.Y., which turned out to be awesome. Basically it's bildungsroman of a boy (born in 1960 - about 50% of the film's budget must have been spent on getting the right musical referents, to the point where the second thing I did when I got home that night was drop Bowie's Changes One on the record player XD), his bond with his father and brothers (one of whom is a troubled addict), his struggle to come to terms with his sexuality, et cetera. What I liked about it was how nothing and no one was presented as black-and-white: the devoutly Catholic characters, for instance, were anything but unthinking and narrow-minded.
Dude, I have just realised there is a Milo Manara BD version of Pierre Louy's Aphrodite.THE PRON WILL BE MINE
Fannish Pt.2: You know what I would do if I had to make a theme list for a fic comm? Pet Shop Boys song titles. PopArt, for instance (edited for repetition):
01. Opportunities
02. West End Girls
03. Love Comes Quickly
04. Suburbia
05. Paninaro
06. It's A Sin
07. What Have I Done To Deserve This?
08. Rent
09. Always On My Mind
10. Heart
11. Domino Dancing
12. Left To My Own Devices
13. It's Alright
14. So Hard
15. Being Boring
16. How Can You Expect To Be Taken Seriously?
17. Where The Streets Have No Name (I Can't Take My Eyes Off You)
18. Jealousy
19. DJ Culture
20. Was It Worth It?
21. Can You Forgive Her?
22. Go West
23. I Wouldn't Normally Do This Kind Of Thing
24. Liberation
25. Yesterday, When I Was Mad
26. Before
27. Se A Vida E
28. Single-Bilingual
29. A Red Letter Day
30. Somewhere
31. I Don't Know What You Want But I Can't Give It Any More
32. New York City Boy
33. You Only Tell Me You Love Me When You're Drunk
34. Home And Dry
35. I Get Along
36. E-mail
37. London
Had fun last week. Wednesday I went to view the current exhibits at the Contemporary Art Museum - might go back this week, didn't have time to process everything I saw. There's this installation - Saint Sebastian - by an artist named Fiona Tan, which is videos of the archery competition ceremony at the Sanjusangen-do in Kyoto projected onto a double screen (one side shows the girls waiting in line, the other side shows them shooting). It doesn't sound like much but my heart was in my throat watching: the extreme closeups of the girls' faces as they draw and loose their bows convey an unbearable sense of tension. You never see the target, just the concentration of the archer.
Lots of other pieces. There's this huge rectangular wall hanging - I'm talking ten feet by twenty - that from afar looks like a painting of black-and-white television "snow". When you get close you realise it's made out of tiny folded strips of manga. :0 There's another one, three-dimensional diamond shapes entirely made out of (and it is sad that I can tell this at a glance) the glossy colour inserts in manga phonebooks folded into quarters. Not advertisement pages either. Ya fallu maganer toute une bibliothèque. I couldn't deal with it: I mean art is art is art but destroying colour inserts is where I draw the line. XD;
On Saturday Tania emailed at short notice to get me and Talal to go to this Quebec film, C.R.A.Z.Y., which turned out to be awesome. Basically it's bildungsroman of a boy (born in 1960 - about 50% of the film's budget must have been spent on getting the right musical referents, to the point where the second thing I did when I got home that night was drop Bowie's Changes One on the record player XD), his bond with his father and brothers (one of whom is a troubled addict), his struggle to come to terms with his sexuality, et cetera. What I liked about it was how nothing and no one was presented as black-and-white: the devoutly Catholic characters, for instance, were anything but unthinking and narrow-minded.
Dude, I have just realised there is a Milo Manara BD version of Pierre Louy's Aphrodite.
