In preparation for the upcoming insanity that will take place on my street (my house happens to be encircled by movie theaters) come May 16, I re-rented "The Matrix" yesterday. That way, when the crowds are all making it difficult to get back to my house because "Matrix Reloaded" is making its grand d�but, I'll be right up to date. I don't think I'll go see the flick right away, but the Boy is a big fan and it's so hard to drag him to the cinema anyway that I'm thinking I'll snag the occasion as an excuse to go eat sugared popcorn (they have that here and it beats the pants off buttered). Plus, even though I am SO SICK of the ads (they're really badly done for such a high-tech movie), I am pretty excited to catch the sequel.
I just have one question about the film:
How many drugs did those guys take to come up with that story?
I have another question. Why does Trinity have to be so annoying? "I love you, Neo. I love you..." Blah. The movie was good when it was all hard and green and fast-paced and violent. Why ruin it with some cheesy skinny-ass girl with badly slicked-back hair breathing lovey-dovey statements to her man's body while he himself is still stuck in the Matrix? And come on. Do you think her kiss would really save him? What an unappreciated moment of girly bullshit.
The Oracle is my favorite character in the whole flick. Well, The Oracle and Tank. I hope he makes it to Reloaded. He's got a great smile.
I also like the whole humans-are-viruses/humans-live-off-their-own-unhappiness bit. Nice slant, Wachowski brothers.
Does anybody speak Polish? I'm wondering what "ski" means. Because when I went to see "The Pianist," I noticed that everybody's last name ended in "ski" in the credits list. I figure it means "son," just like how in English last names you have so many Johnsons and Michaelsons and all like that because those people's names, at base, are from "Son of John" and "Son of Michael" and the rest. So maybe the Wachowski Brothers are the sons of Wachow. The skis of Wachow.
I once came up with a sci-fi story similar to the idea behind "The Matrix" a few years ago that I actually started writing, but then gave up on when the process got difficult. I'll have to pick up some William Gibson novels or something because I have never read sci-fi. I don't really feel right just up and writing a whole sci-fi novel without ever having read one, you know? I should educate myself on such matters, first.
But my book is going to be kick ass whenever it does actually get done. I hope nobody says I'm just copping off the Matrix, because I had the idea long beforehand. I can't tell you what it is here, because who knows who's reading this thing and is going to steal my idea and then write the book before I do and then accuse me of plagiarism when I finally write my own and get it published. Yes, I am paranoid.
My book idea is Matrix-like, but not exactly the same. I'll get cracking on it again when I am done with finals, which are Saturday, Monday, and Wednesday of this week.
I don't actually think it will get published, but I have recently discovered that speaking in the future or near-future tense (as opposed to the conditional or in hypothetical phrases) and in affirmative sentences ("My book is going to kick ass" instead of "My book would kick ass" or "Were my book to kick ass") really does do a lot for the power of believing in personal projects. So my book will be done sometime. I'll just have to write it up, first. You'll like it. I know you will.
On a side note, all of Parisian transportation is on strike. I find it fun and exciting, and am praying that my Saturday final gets cancelled because of it. How great would that be. How great that WILL be. Then I would go to Arabic class instead, calmly and with a smile on my face. Or wait, then I WILL go back to Arabic class instead, calmly and with a smile on my face.
Let's see what the future holds.
Second side note, Mom's wallet was found on some random street about a ten minute walk from my house. A little boy found it and then handed it to an American woman that lives in his building. She then called my mom at work (card in the wallet indicated as such), and I am to call this American chick tomorrow to see if we can't arrange for me to pick up the wallet. It's reassuring to know that there are still nice people in the world, willing to go that extra mile to call some American lady at the office to tell her they found her wallet.
I'm off to cram for my finals. Again. If I were Neo and I just found out I had super powers and was just living in the Matrix, well, I'd find a way to stop the exams just like Neo can stop bullets.
Glad to hear about the wallet.
It does happen, you know. Anonymous people have not only posted back the wallet I once left in a phone cabin, but also the France Telecom card I left in (another) phone. I called FT to cancel it and they said it had been returned.
I haven't been overdosed on Matrix trailers, just got the one, so I'm less bugged. But what you say of the street is one reason equal insanity might drive me to the Max Linder instead.
I won't tell you which the very best seats are because I don't want them pinched.
On stealing or losing things, one day I'll tell you the story about the police commissariat on the avenue de Maine at after midnight. You think you had it bad? ;-)
Just kidding.
Suffice to say that the typewriter there had not even begun to gather dust... and the guy with the computer. Oh God! O h well...
I messed up my log's URL.
But never mind.
What are "other common forms of offense" apart from swearing and insults?
Do they include asking for a free signed copy of "kiss ass"?
And is there really a strike on?
I think you took the red pill.
I fixed your URL. Because I've got the power to do so...yes, yes indeed.
I want to know the story about the commisarait on the ave du Maine - that's where the 'rents and I went off to.
The red pill. Yes.
What do you mean I write like a woman? You mean horribly scatterbrained? That was the studying. Sometimes I actually can stick to a theme.
Thank you for exercising your powers.
Maybe I'll get it right myself this time.
"scatteredbrained" is me, dear. Not you.
The commissariat tale will have to hang for a while.
But included: "You should have asked us to send somebody round!"
"I did, you wouldn't."
"Did you touch anything."
"Yes. Of course. That way I can give you an idea what's missing."
"You shouldn't have touched anything. That's our job. Too late for the fingerprints now."
"You wouldn't send anybody round. I did 'phone."
"So you've come to make a report?"
"That's why I'm here."
"I don't know why we didn't send anybody round."
"I did call you -"
"You shouldn't have 'phoned us."
"Then who should I have 'phoned."
"Emergencies."
"It wasn't an emergency. Just a fucking nuisance."
"Did you touch anything?"
Wachowski means like Wachow or someone who owns village or town called Wachow (in that case it can be nobility name) or simply (and usually) someone who comes from Wachow. These names behaves as adjectives in Polish.
Pole