Thursday, October 30, 2008
I am not really sure how to write about the movie My Book and Heart Shall Never Part. For the entire semester we have talked about it and to finnaly have seen it was great. After having discussed it so much in class I do think that I was over prepared. Its almost like a preiew that shows the eintire movie. But there is a good side to knowing so much. Because I knew what was coming I was able to focus on the different pictures and sounds. One thing in the movie I did like was when they talked about Anima means soul and how Animal uses that stem . It made me think about the book the Golden Compass in the His Dark Materials book and how the Animals were a symbol of the Characters soul. I thought it was interesting and I had never made that connection before.
All in all I thnk that the movie was great, I couldnt believe how many little books we looked at and I never thought of how teaching and learning grows through our culture. I thought it was really cool to see the coin mark in the childs penny book. It really makes me think about the kid and why he or she put the coin in the book. It was one thing that really made me think about who this person was.
All in all I thnk that the movie was great, I couldnt believe how many little books we looked at and I never thought of how teaching and learning grows through our culture. I thought it was really cool to see the coin mark in the childs penny book. It really makes me think about the kid and why he or she put the coin in the book. It was one thing that really made me think about who this person was.
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
As I was watching movie trailers on the Internet I noticed a movie called Synechdoche. Because we have discussed the idea of Synechdoche multiple times in class I was immediately interested in what this movie was about. I thought it was neat so I put the summery on.
Theater director Caden Cotard is mounting a new play. Fresh off of a successful production of Death of a Salesman, he has traded in the suburban blue-hairs and regional theater of Schenectady for the cultured audiences and bright footlights of Broadway. Armed with a MacArthur grant and determined to create a piece of brutal realism and honesty, something into which he can put his whole self, he gathers an ensemble cast into a warehouse in Manhattan's theater district. He directs them in a celebration of the mundane, instructing each to live out their constructed lives in a small mockup of the city outside. As the city inside the warehouse grows, Caden's own life veers wildly off the tracks. The shadow of his ex-wife Adele, a celebrated painter who left him years ago for Germany's art scene, sneers at him from every corner. Somewhere in Berlin, his daughter Olive is growing up under the questionable guidance of Adele's friend, Maria. He's helplessly driving his marriage to actress Claire into the ground. Sammy Barnathan, the actor Caden has hired to play himself within the play, is a bit too perfect for the part, and is making it difficult for Caden to revive his relationship with the alluringly candid Hazel. Meanwhile, his therapist, Madeline Gravis, is better at plugging her best-seller than she is at counseling him. His is second daughter, Ariel, is retarded. And a mysterious condition is systematically shutting down each of his autonomic functions, one by one. As the years rapidly pass, Caden buries himself deeper into his masterpiece. Populating the cast and crew with doppelgangers, he steadily blurs the line between the world of the play and that of his own deteriorating reality. As he pushes the limits of his relationships, both personally and professionally, a change in creative direction arrives in Millicent Weems, a celebrated theater actress who may offer Caden the break he needs.
I got this off IMDB and you can go there to see the trailer.
Monday, October 20, 2008
Fry pg 100.
"Beyond the, poet's control over his poem stops with the poem." We discussed this idea in class and we used the relatioship between a parent and their child. A mother could only have complete control over their child while the nine months in the womb. Then as soon as she gives birth the kid is subject to outer influences. The parents can no longer control what the child thinks and learns. This is the same with a poem, as soon the poet is complete whith his poem he/she can no longer influence what other people think about it.
This is one of the only things that actually makes sence in this chapter.
pg. 97
In is hardley possible to accept a critical view which confuses the original with the aboriginal and imagines that a creative poet sits down with a pencil and some blank paper and eventually produces a new poem in a special act of creation ex nihilo. Human being do not create in that way.
This is also makes complete since as well. There is nothing original these day. I was talking to a few friends a while ago about how even in movies there are no original ideas. Everything is a recreation of either another movie or a popular book.
Don Quixote
As of now I am about 220 pages into Don Quixote and find it wonderful. I absolutely love Don Quixote and even more Sancho. As ashamed as I am to say I had no idea what Don Quixote was about before I began reading. I just love how absolutely crazy Quixote is and how utterly gullible Sancho is. One of my favorite part in the book is when Don Quixote is describing his healing potion to Sancho. All he explains is after his potion is completely finished there is no way for him to be injured. I think it was great when he says if he was to be cut in half all Sancho has to do is put his two halves together and he would be fine. I just thought this idea was completely absurd yet hilarious how everything works out to his advantage. Even when he makes his strange potion, which makes him, completely ill he believes that was the exact purpose of it.
I am excited to see what Don Quixote gets himself into and what another 700 something pages could be full of.
I am excited to see what Don Quixote gets himself into and what another 700 something pages could be full of.
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