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(no subject) [Apr. 2nd, 2012|01:20 am]
My LJ appears to be self destructing.
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hmmmm... [Feb. 7th, 2011|07:20 pm]
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Maybe I'm just tired. Pretty sure I'm a bit run down. But I am having serious issues with getting motivated with anything lately. Like ANYTHING. Even things I like or am normally excited by - the most I get is a little bit of a buzz. Like I'm dulling out or something. I don't likes it.

Anyone else get this feeling? And does anyone know how to combat it?

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You are important, and this is why. [Nov. 20th, 2010|09:23 pm]
This is a meme.

If you comment, I will reply telling you why you're important to me. Then you can post this on your own journal in order to return the favour.

Ready... GO!
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70s cinema [Sep. 11th, 2010|02:18 am]
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For many, many years now - I have never understood quite why I have had such a fascination with 70s cinema. Or perhaps I knew - but couldn't put the 'why' into words. Hard to put into words until I watched "Not Quite Hollywood". (thanks Loki)

It was a time, it seems to me, when the world was cinema's oyster. People were trying utterly crazy things using unorthodox methods ALL THE TIME. Anyone was willing to slap down money to make any old crap just for a chance to be part of making a film, it's truly amazing to think about. The real exciting bit, which I've known of seminally for a while, was the Aussie film industry being supplied lots of government incentives for making film - which led to some flagrantly berserk filmmaking on the Aussie side of the coin. But even the crud was fascinating. A lot of it was balls to the wall guerrila filmmaking. No safety, no rhyme or reason. If you wanted to have a car crash scene, one mad crazy dude would fling a car into another car for real and they would just hope for the best. I do not approve of this in practicality, and if I were to ever hear of that sort of behaviour in modern filmmaking I would be horrified.

But for some reason, it being the seventies and (early) eighties makes it okay. It's like that time period is protected by some sort of stasis bubble, like it is shielded from scrutiny from my mind. Because the films made then were visceral. They were real because everything that was happening in them (sans perhaps the acting) was as close to real as makes no odds. They are filled with oodles of energy that just seems so tired in the modern vernacular - now it's not always the case, there are films that still have that spice today, but it seems like they're much more few and far between. It feels like there's so much mystique, so much mystery surrounding those dusty periods in cinematic history, like no matter how hard I try I'll never find it all out.

And that is what I love about that period, what I crave. Why I wanted to make films in the first place. And if I'd been born then, I know I would have been stuck in that industry for all my life. :)
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Finally... [Jun. 25th, 2010|01:25 pm]
In an attempt to keep my usual habit of posting three things in rapid succession - I would just like to congratulate Australia for it's first female prime minister. Rudd always reminded me of the Smiler (see Transmetropolitan, a comic series by Warren Ellis) so honestly I'm not upset he's gone. Gillard I honestly have no opinion on whatsoever, but the fact that she's different to what we've already experienced is enough to make it exciting. I eagerly await to see how she upsets me.

Maybe she went back in time and sabotaged the vote...

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More time travel [Jun. 25th, 2010|01:23 pm]
But wait!

This brings me onto the tangent of whether or not time exists before you exist in it. Bear with me here - as I know this is vastly paradoxical in it's own right - but if I go into the future to say, learn about some major sporting events that I could bet money on and then become rich (ala Biff Tannen) - does that future actually exist? Because theoretically, and from a bizarre moral standpoint - I'm not NECESSARILY affecting other people's lives, am I?

Then again, maybe the future DOES exist and I really AM changing other people's timelines that deserve what they have, be it through hard work and toil or lucky breaks they were destined to have - and I'm being selfish by taking their big win. But maybe they don't until we arrive there. Or maybe I am splitting the universe again every time I make one of these trips into time, adding more and more threads to an already tangled skein.

How does the Doctor do it??!?
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Ponderings. [Jun. 25th, 2010|01:11 pm]
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Am I the only one here who thinks about the prospects of time travel for profit without majorly affecting coursality?

I didn't think so.

*has dancing visions of creating currency using modern means to produce medieval coin, buying medieval furniture, weathering it and selling it for millions*

It'll never work though. You know, the carpenter you get to make the furniture will happen to be the second coming or somesuch thing - you'll get back to the future and it'll all be gone because they've already had their big epic evil verses good clash and you will have never created your time machine so then everything will have never happened and ARRRRGGGHHHH...

Why do I always think about time travel in the early afternoon?

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Pro wrestling musings. [Apr. 26th, 2010|10:31 pm]
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I've been watching pro wrestling for a long, long time.

But never in my life did I ever think I'd see pro wrestling fans - nay, AMERICAN pro wrestling fans, cheering on a transexual/crossdressing character over the macho womanizing guy that were once adored by the general wrestling public.

It's a big step up really. I found it very uplifting - they were booing the homophobic one - that was the really exciting bit. Wrestling is something that I have largely accepted by it's very nature has an element of base homophobia - gay characters are often the 'bad guys' or 'heels' - so seeing one that has never been on before instantly be recognized by the fans as the good guy is magic. In fact, the most exciting thing of all was - he/she was doing all the tricks that the heel gay/crossdressing/transexual/anyone of anything approaching an alternate lifestyle - pretending to feel up the other wrestler, getting excited by a lockup, etc... and then the other guy would invariably freak out - but the magic part was the crowd were booing/laughing at his opponent BECAUSE he was so scared of it. Spectacular.

Now, for some jocularity for anyone unfamiliar with pro-wrestling - a little history:

When a wrestler is trying to hype him or herself up on TV, they cut what is called a promo - basically a hype talk about him/herself, or ragging on another guy to obtain some crowd excitement about an upcoming match or indeed just the wrestler in question. Now, normally these are of the kind like "Wrestler A, I'm sick of your crap - when I, wrestler B, step into the ring with you, there's going to be no tommorow!" and the like (generally however with a little more finesse). This brings me to a man named the Ultimate Warrior.

The Ultimate Warrior was a seriously affected, seriously (and quite unnaturally) huge guy who was very popular in the late 80s/early 90s. He wasn't really all that talented, just big - but he had this insane sort intensity which I don't think can be reproduced without using major chemical stimulants. With this in mind - his promos are possibly the most bizarre thing one could encounter. For you lovely ladies and gents, I present you with a small, entertaining collection with a little added backstory:

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Hmmmm... [Mar. 24th, 2010|11:36 pm]
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I'm feeling strangely anxious, tense, a little sad, call it whatever my head decides it is at the time.

However, the feeling that my brain likes to portray isn't intense. It's often there, just quietly lurking in the background as part of the usual background noise (of my brain). I have that quiet melancholy sitting there waiting to come out at times. But now it's particularly strong for this period - and the reason I suspect is I am altogether far too lonsesome at work at the moment.Cut for space. I'd appreciate it if you read it, though.Collapse )

So, how are you all in LJ land? I was thinking I should plan my birthday party soon so it's well organised and out of the way. :)
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Visual PCP. [Dec. 1st, 2009|02:43 am]
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I don't post much these days. So I hope when I do it's a doozy.

This is the most surreal and for whatever reason utterly hilarious thing I've seen in a while. It seems to get funnier every time I watch it.

goblinbrodie - I implore you to at least give this a go. I also suspect at very least lokicarbis will like this too.

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