bruce willis blues band

bruce willis can sing! did you know? i didnt...found some vids on you tube...was so impressed....he is defo the man! the one and only! i want the dvd of the story of us...in fact i want to watch it right now...with a big big act 2 popcorn packet. ohh the yumminess of the act 2 guy. the uncle frm dil chahta hai i mean...

...was looking at imdb's list of movies directed by tim burton and its amazing how amnesiac i can be...i mean i love so many of these...but yet when i think of them...i forget that its tim burton...which is weird...cause he's just so gosh darn distinctive...or is he? these r the ones he s directed iv seen...iv also seen nightmare before christmas but he only wrote n produced that or something...

Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street (2007)
Sleepy Hollow (1999)
Edward Scissorhands (1990) < see these r his johnny depp ones...typicale creepy stuff...iv put ed wood in later cause it's v not typicale...its got the burton touch but its more whimsical than these three, hence my clubbing it with charlie and the chocolate factory...ok so i cant forget that those 2 r burton too cause johnny depp is only ever truly mental in burton films :D
sleepy hollow is the fainty one, wonka is the walking into things and falling over one...sweeney is...made for the depp man....but he doesnt hav a signature move as such...in scissorhands he reminds me of dewy frm malcolm...that's got to be my fave tho!

Beetle Juice (1988)

Charlie and the Chocolate Factory (2005)
Ed Wood (1994)

Big Fish (2003) - ok so this is the one which is moving away frm the typicale burton ness...its much lighter and brighter...but still surreal and beautiful...

Batman Returns (1992)
Batman (1989)

Mars Attacks! (1996)
Pee-wee's Big Adventure (1985) - these 2 r the ones that i completely forgot were burton flicks...ok pee wee i didnt know was burton until today! and now im completely delighted...cause it legitimises my previously deranged lowe for the movie...i watched it as a baaba and was disturbed and thrilled by it...by its sheer subtle unsuitability for yeng chilluns...
i cannot tell you how much i love mars attacks! there r so many reasons:
sarah jessica parker's head on a handbag dog
the alien dressed up as a chick chewing gum and walking all swooshy
the universal sign of the donut
the many disturbing things the aliens do before they kill ppl
their large large heads and the single tear that drifts down his face after nicholson makes the daft senti speech...

also

here's another installment of:
five random books that i think you should read that you might not already have:
1. timoleon vieta come home - dan rhodes [and the cover art is delicious too for all you strange people like me whod consider picking a book based on its cover, seriously]
2. bat - sarah withrow [deeelish!]
3. lords and ladies - terry pratchett
4. a murder is announced - agatha christie
5. i'll let you pick the last one...anything completely fluffy!

what is my problem?!

i know im procrastinating on this site design and getting my portfolio printed off...im basically terrified at the lack of structure in my life i think...nowhere to be, nothing to do, every moment of the day is not planned out...its up to me to get my life in order, working...get it looking the way i want it to look...and for that i need a job...for that i need a portfolio, website, cv, nice things to mail along with my application...grr....all of which im terrified of getting wrong...like theyre going to look at my designs and say to themselves...right this is too busy..and thats just bad...and this one oh my god look at the font...*shudder* so what im saying is...i think too much? exactly! and thats the end of this session. thank you doctor.

doh!

i suck.

as yoda says:

Fear is the path to the dark side. Fear leads to anger. Anger leads to hate, and Hate leads to suffering.

a slice of tartt?

i seem to be turning into a book critic...ah well...now we come to donna tartt, one of my favourite writers...and one of the few female writers on the list [the others being: rebecca wells, jane austen, cynthia voigt, elizabeth chandler, jhumpa lahiri, banana yoshimoto, sarah kane ...compared to the really long male list: vikram seth, salinger, orwell, thoreau, christopher pike, julian barnes, nick hornby, bret easton ellis, haruki murakami, ryu murakami, terry pratchett, douglas adams, jonathan safran foer, alex garland...] to continue:

i recently read 'the little friend' but it's still with me...making itself at home in my mind. it's not so much individual characters as the mood the vibe the feeling of the book that got under my skin and stayed...that made my bawl my eyes out on a bus with a complete stranger sitting next to me for a whole chapter...its completely different from 'the secret history' which is a book best compared to 'the beach'...this one reminded me of ya ya and to kill a mockingbird but only because of the setting...the rest is all new...or not...its about being alone in the world while being surrounded by people who are completely useless...parents, sibling, aunts...and the only people who do mean anything die/leave/change... and its got an edge of real danger...imminent death...just one false move....
oh she knows how to write.

ooh im in a go read what i tell you to sort of mood!
five random books that i think you should read that you might not already have:
1. the secret history - donna tartt [so that you can get addicted and come back for seconds]
2. rough music - patrick gale
3. the rules of attraction - bret easton ellis [it connects to the first one is a most delightful way]
4. anything anything by haruki murakami because that is just like nothing else
5. walden - thoreau

mr foer, j safran

I am listening to christmas music and reading everything is illuminated and thinking on jonathan safran foer, the person, the man that he is...the father that is he is [just looked at wiki article, he has a son]...it is a book to be brokenhearted with...it makes me think so much...so much more than i have been doing because to think means that i have to think about everything and i dont think i can take that...life...people...my grandfather...expectations...not wanting to think about ever having to see or hear him cry...the movie was a lot more positive...maybe a little heartbreaking at the end...but the book is infusing all consuming...it seems realer than my life right now...i want to be safe again, really safe...being overfed at teatime and looking into deep dog eyes...feeling that weight on my knee...i want to have the sort of conversation that is bright sunshine and strawberry rasna...i want a new year on a terrace...i want the past...i want my dads past...i want what i know i cannot have...and never did. its just me and my nostalgic whitewash, forgetting things that i dont remember now buried in that blocked off part of me. this is not about some deep dark horrible secret. just little everyday things. unnoticed. a word here. a word there. words that made the world a little darker and crumbly. where is home? what is home?