Happy birthday to moi.
So everyone makes lists about what movies they've seen from AFI's or IMDB's top 100. Well, let's start leveling things out:
disi presents: Moves I've watched from IMDB's Bottom 100
because life is not only about Citizen Kane and similars
Full list: http://imdb.com/chart/bottom
1. 1.5 'Manos' the Hands of Fate (1966)
2. 1.6 Future War (1997)
5. 1.7 Girl in Gold Boots (1969)
6. 1.7 Space Mutiny (1988)
8. 1.7 Tangents (1994)
9. 1.8 Hobgoblins (1987)
10. 1.8 Daniel - Der Zauberer (2004)
11. 1.8 Santa with Muscles (1996)
12. 1.8 Troll 2 (1990)
13. 1.8 The Wild World of Batwoman (1966)
19. 1.9 Werewolf (1996)
20. 1.9 You Got Served (2004)
26. 2.1 Turbo: A Power Rangers Movie (1997)
27. 2.1 The Incredibly Strange Creatures Who Stopped Living and Became Mixed-Up Zombies!!? (1964)
29. 2.2 Alone in the Dark (2005)
30. 2.2 Police Academy: Mission to Moscow (1994)
32. 2.2 Santa Claus Conquers the Martians (1964)
33. 2.2 Kazaam (1996) 3,558
35. 2.3 House of the Dead (2003)
36. 2.3 The Giant Spider Invasion (1975)
39. 2.3 Lawnmower Man 2: Beyond Cyberspace (1996)
44. 2.5 Hercules in New York (1970)
45. 2.5 2001: A Space Travesty (2000)
46. 2.5 It's Pat (1994)
49. 2.6 Jaws: The Revenge (1987)
50. 2.6 The Return of the Texas Chainsaw Massacre (1994)
51. 2.6 Bolero (1984)
61. 2.8 Captain America (1991)
62. 2.8 Sometimes They Come Back... Again (1996)
67. 2.9 The Master of Disguise (2002)
68. 2.9 Bride of the Monster (1955)
69. 3.0 Plump Fiction (1997)
70. 3.0 Spice World (1997)
71. 3.0 Out for a Kill (2003)
73. 3.0 The Brain That Wouldn't Die (1962)
74. 3.0 The NeverEnding Story III (1994)
80. 3.0 Mighty Morphin Power Rangers: The Movie (1995)
81. 3.1 Double Dragon (1994)
82. 3.1 Street Fighter (1994)
85. 3.1 Cyborg 2 (1993)
86. 3.1 Torque (2004)
87. 3.1 Cop & 1/2 (1993)
94. 3.2 Children of the Corn II: The Final Sacrifice (1993)
98. 3.2 RoboCop 3 (1993)
99. 3.2 Stop! Or My Mom Will Shoot (1992)
100. 3.2 FearDotCom (2002)
So, yeah, there it goes.
The question that lies here is: should I actually go and look for more items to complete that list? :O
meditation: part 1.
So at 9:30 am I sat on my bed with a pillow under my... um... my behind... formed a lotus position, and stayed there, decided to be immobile in body and mind for the next hour.
10 minutes in, I was bored out of my head... being immobile is not the most exciting thing, you know...so then I started to imagine stories, solutions to problems, and ramble... but oh no... it's not only being immobile. I reminded that I need to control my mind as well. So I took a deep breath, and tried to put my mind in blank.
30 minutes in, my legs, back and shoulders started to hurt. Lack of experience, I suppose. 10 minutes later, I started to get some horrible cramps on my legs so I had to stand up to flex muscles... meditation was over.
You would think that it's easy to simply sit down and stay there for a while... it's actually harder than I thought. But despise the pain, it was a nice experience. Tomorrow I will try it again.
Tomorrow I'm going to meditate from 9:30 to 10 am. I've been reading too much Zen, too much Sufism and too much Taoism that I feel it's about time to drop the theory and see how I do on the practice. I'm certainly not planing to become a monk... I guess I just want to go ahead and try it... see if I can put my mind in blank and all that. I'll report back on how that goes...
Also I read of this Zen master, Ejo Takata, who would tell his disciples "when you perform a good action to tell about it, you lose everything you gained by doing it". But even then, he would always talk about all the stuff he did for others. It took me a while to understand that he didn't do it out of vanity... he simply wanted to be a good person without gaining anything by it.
disi's to-do list for this week: (not in order)
- Figure out how to transfer my DAPrints money to paypal so I can buy Alice's Buster Keaton tape on Ebay.
- Sit down and watch a Wes Anderson film. Any film... I've heard so many wonders about him, and despise his films doesn't seem like my thing at all, I've decided to watch one.
- Learn a couple of good swear words in Latin.
- Retake the project of the Zine I was planning.
- Take a look at Blixa's (my cat) diary when she's taking a nap... I just know she's up to something, and I want to know what it is.
- Write an essay on how overrated David Fincher and Sam Mendes are.
Check this out:
A french painter named Guy Paquet did a painting series based on songs by Jacques Brel. And damn! He did an excellent job. Not only they're incredible paintings, but he also managed to amazingly potray the mood of the songs. Just the paintings for "Jef", "J'Arrive" and "Madeleine" speaks without words. This guy just earned my respect.
And if you're not familiar with Brel... well, what the hell are you waiting? :P
Freaks was on TV this morning, around 4 am. It was programmed to be at 1 am, but someone fucked up and they put a series of infomercials. But I stayed to see if the movie was coming in any moment... 3 hours later, show begins. I had to struggle to stay awake... I usually go to bed around 2 am. 3 if I'm playing a videogame. But nearly 5:30? It's a bitch having to stay up some hours more when you haven't slept correctly in the week.
But anyways. Damn, I hadn't seen this movie in a long while. Hans wa a funny character... well, he had a funny voice. Just today I finally came to realize why it was considered a horror movie. Maybe it was because of my sleepyness (and the fact I had all the lights turned off), but parts of it were absolutely creepy. The torso man... Jesus! The first time you see him move it's scary. It's a very sureal image. But of course, the very punchline of the horror comes when you finally see the girl announced at the beggining, and in what state she was left. I'm glad I didn't sleep that well, because that single image would be enough to give me some good nightmares. Browning really knew what he was doing.
now.. an amusing conversation (cause i want that freaks mental image out of my head, dammit):
marie: you should eat kfc more often
disi: i dunno.. it was pricey
disi: with the money i spent there i could have gotten 2 entire chickens on the market
marie: it's not the same, this chicken was especially grown on a special kfc farm where they give them hormones to make teh chickens big fat and juicy
marie: i love fast food
marie: and salad
disi: i prefer street tacos
marie: never tried it
marie: whats a taco
marie: english girl here
marie: whats a taco?
disi: you know tortillas?
marie: the thin circulr bread?
marie: how are they related to the taco
disi: see... you fold the tortilla, which looks like an O, on half so you get something like a D
marie: nice diagram
disi: and inside of it you put meat, or cheese, something like that
disi: and thats a taco
marie: so now......tell me about the "street taco"
marie: sounds dirty
disi: its basically a taco sold by a street vendor
marie: whats a street vendor
disi: http://www.nancymoon.com/Street Vendor Half Size.jpg
marie: a picture of vairous japanese people doing street vending
disi: just imagine they're mexicans selling food
marie: lovely, i hear the best thing abotu mexicans is their food
disi: you don't need a fancy restorant to enjoy a quality meal
marie: i bet that is ur line for when u cant afford to take a girl out
disi: yeah =P
something that really annoys me is people who goes in groups to the cinema. and while i understand that they have all the right to go when they want and with whoever they want, there is a few reasons on why i truly and utterly despise such situations when i want to see a movie.
so you have a group of what, 10 people? and somehow they just absolutely *must* sit together. wort thing that can happen is that they arrive 5 minutes into the film, and you have to watch their silouhettes on the screen because they just stand there like fools for some minutes as they try to see if there is a whole empty row for them.
or let's say that it's a group of 3 or 4 persons. it has happened to me several times that i'm sitted on a place strategically chosen (according to the distance to the screen and position of the speakers) and then they come like "uh, excuse me... could you move some sits over there, so WE can sit together?". ack!
it bugs me beyond belief. why do you just NEED to be together? you're going to watch a movie! if we were at a restorant or a cafe, i would understand why do you want to be together. but this is a cinema! unless you happen to be on a date, there is absolutely no valid reason to bug others because you want to sit together with the guys you've been hanging around the whole week already.
it also bothers me that when they finally move half of the teather to be together, they keep talking and joking and laughing and sreaming throughout the entire movie. damnit.
and don't even get me started on people who brings their cellphone into the teather!
on other news... i saw Troy. it was good. better than other period flicks like the laughable Gladiator (Riddley Scott should have retired after Blade Runner). Eric Bana was wonderful as Hector. He was the best character of the bunch. i liked the movie.
So I was at school. I had a break between classes because a teacher didn't show up. I was hungry. And instead of buying a slice of pizza from a place in front of the faculty, I decide to try this little place... the name in spanish is "fondita", which is something like a restorant -you go, sit on a table, look at the menu, someone comes to take your order, etc- but more humble and economic, without any of the formalities from a proper restorant.
So I looked into the menu, and the waiter arrives. "May I take your order?". "Hmm... I want 2 quesadillas and 3 picaditas without sauce or anything spicy, please". I can't stand spicy foods. Hell, a bag of CHEETOS is already too hot for me. But anyways, the waiter adds "anything to drink?". I look again, and see they have juices. "An orange juice, please". "Natural?" "Yes, of course". He leaves.
And I was sitting there, looking through the window and thinking about whatever a hungry man thinks during his free time -which is another way of saying "who knows"-. So at last, the waiter arrives with my juice. "Here is it", he said. "I'll bring your food in a moment".
But... I immediately notice that my natural orange juice is not a natural orange juice, but one of those chemically processed and what not... Jumex, I believe the brand was. I call the waiter back.
"I asked for a natural orange juice..."
"And this is NOT a natural orange juice..."
"Uh, yes it is :D"
"No it's not!"
"Uh huh... yes, of course it is :D"
"Hey... I can recognize when a juice was made with real oranges and when it wasn't. And this obviously falls into the latter category!"
He leaves. He goes into the kitchen, and he comes back with a BOX, like those you can buy at a store. He throws it on the table, and pointing at it he says: "SEE? It says right there 'made with natural juice'! :D"
I have to say I never had a blank stare more blankstare-ish ever in my life.
I hate when my computer screws up something and I have no idea what it is. Now I'm all paranoid again about losing all my stuff... AGAIN! *dies*
I got an album with songs by Kurt Weill. With classics like Alabama Song and Mack The Knife. I absolutely love this kind of cabaret music. I guess I'm gonna have to research a bit and get more of this. I have some other cabaret-ish stuff... but I guess that getting more actual music from the 20's and 30's would be wonderful.
I'm thinking about seeling half of my huuuuge films collection. Prolly I'll keep my favourites only... but I have no idea what I'd do with the money. Probably buy even more movies... :O
It's 10:20 am, Friday. And nobody has said hello. The phone hasn't rang in days. Perhaps even weeks. No e-mails. Contemplating the void of my lack of social life. Sitting here on my lonesome room, everyday I come closer to the conclution that the possibility of dying alone is higher than I think. I'm going to die alone. Like the guy from "Funeral Tango": Oh, I can see me now... I can see me at the end - of this voyage that I'm on; without a love, without a friend".
I'm not afraid of loneliness. But still, it's kind of disenchanting to have that idea on my mind. What if I die tonight? No one but my family would be at my funeral. Because all the friends I have lives like, a million miles away.
They say life is not about money, sex or power. It is about how many friends you get, how many peole you can touch. If such thing is true, well... then I guess I'm just losing on that game.</small>