The War of Don Emmanuel's Nether Parts

The War of Don Emmanuel's Nether Parts by Louis De Bernieres

Took a while to get familiar the style. The starts with violence and it is difficult to read.

Soon the humour and the human touch shine through. The characters seem real and the village life with it petty arguments and relationships seems familiar. The observations on life in South America are educational and appreciative. The straight forward attitude to sex and the perspective on life was fresh for me. Although it did occur to me that is may not be so interesting so some reading this book in South America, perhaps this is naive and simple from that perspective. The spiritual mystical, the coincidences are believable for me.

In the end the story generally ends happily for the core characters and .

Would like to read Captain Corellis Mandolin I think......

Cool for the curious

The earth mother moves. All we can do is watch, a learn and hope and dream.

http://earthquake.usgs.gov/eqcenter/recenteqsww/

On Finding Ground and Feeling Grounded

Bed Rock, what is this, not bed rock surely, that suggests sleep, passive nature, no this is alive and feeling and talking, I can hear it and I am hurting, deepening my sadness of the live essential.

The world is not angry, it bleeds, not sleeps, there is no symbiosis here, no mother nature warmly brooding, just use and abuse, I am sorry, but not so sorry to avoid the pain and stop the abuse.

Is this how abuses feel, guilty by continuing and never ending. It is not the permanence, but the pain that seems to ring out silently deafening all.

This is wrong just wrong in a way that few things are wrong and I must do justice to the pain.



(On drilling into the granite to fix the cottage dock)

Tasty

I chew my tongue from time to time.... this person seems to enjoy also.....

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Rhez9muaUS8

Mary Mary by James Patterson (Bla bla bla)

Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, MARY, MaRY, MAry, Mary

Say it enough and it starts to sound familiar, odd, affected. Like the book.

Seems like there are a lot of these crime novels out there. This is another one. They seem to be the same, but different. What is it that attracts us to them? There are crime novels, true crime novels, crime novels based on period actual historical events (thoughts on Mary Mary by James Patterson).

In Mary Mary the end comes quickly and one is left feeling a little empty by the whole experience.

The Formula seems simple. Always a case that is complex (ish) with a twist at the end, some sexual tension, detail that brings the characters to life, a family life, superficially good observation of people, the conflict between law enforcement agencies, attractive people, person dedicated to their job. Short chapters that that switch between the various characters that you know inevitable circle the plot like a vulture with the usual result.

Some kind of crime is inevitable given the genre; this one seems particularly light weight, the observation of the story tells are interesting but in the end the motives are passé.

This was interesting:

A woman’s Mother dies. At the funeral she meets a man that she is attracted to and immediately falls in love with, but does not get any person information a week later she murders her sister. Why?

Answer: in the hope that the man will show up to the funeral……… if this is you, then you are a psychopath.

Others read recently include:

• Devil in the White City by Erik Larson – greater suspense and depth, a good read.
• Every breath you take - Anne Rule - average
• In Cold Blood - Truman Capote - good (not great)
  
• The Last Juror by John Grisham - similar to Mary Mary isn't it John John
  

Song for today - Everytime we say good bye...

Everytime we say goodbye I die a little
Everytime we say goodbye
I wonder why a little
Why the gods above me
Who must be in the know
Think so little of me
They allow you to go

When you're near
There's such an air
Of spring about it
I can hear a lark somewhere
Begin to sing about it
There's no love song finer
But how strange the change
From major to minor
Everytime we say goodbye

There's no love song finer
But how strange the change
From major to minor
Everytime we say goodbye

On a clear day

Why do I like these little English films so much? There is little excitement, the story is simple in the extreme with a corney ending, but overall the package is real and entertaining.

A nice script with some simple humour and observations. The characters we have all seen before, but the actors really bring them to life (Peter Mullan and Brenda Blethyn particularly). Well directed (Gaby Dellal) and filmed.

This is odd

I have heard story before, but not really believed it.

This seems quiet interesting I think - perhaps there is more to this.

http://www.pentagonstrike.co.uk/flash.htm#Main

Art School Confidential - The Joke just doesn't land

Hummmmm..

Acting poor (John what are you thinking and Angelica please), Very poor scrip, no direction (Terry Zwigoff is apparently an eccentric filmmaker and lover of comic books and blues music, sorry just dont get it. Terry, great to try movie making, but just go do something else)

Some funny moments but

• Art was bad bad art
  
• Broadway bobs was completely unbelievable – take out coffee for students with white linen table clothes.
• Unnecessary vulgarity that added nothing
• There is no connection between the leading love interest. You really cannot understand why they get together.

Yet again I am reminded that I should trust Rottentomato for my reviews.

I am Back now

Been away from this for a couple of months. Missed writing it.

Been to Central America and Italy in the meantime.

Time to start recording the joys again....

On being a genius

Some interesting quotes:

• Everyone is a genius once a year, a real genius has his original ideas closer together.
• Everyman is a potential genius until they do something.
• Everyone has one great idea, a real genius has two
• We spend the first 2 years teaching our kids to walk and talk, we spend the next 12 telling them to sit down and shut up. (on why we are not all genius's)

The River

Pulled a rock out of the middle of the Athabasca river.

It reminded me of you:

- it was deep
- smooth and sensual
- it has seen things that can never see or understand
- it is on journey
- do not know if I changed the direction of the journey that it was on or was I always a part of its journey?