Breaking Spring
I was come over with the urge to write, so I decided to update any who read my journal about the goings-on of my life. This entry also may or may not be due to putting off research and writing on T.S. Eliot's Wasteland. Spring break is just about over and I feel both rejuvenated from my pre-break burnout and ready to get back into the swing of things. Only seven weeks left of school, six weeks until Spring Holy days, and 5 weeks until most of my term papers are due. This Spring should be exciting.
Last night I went to see No Country for Old Men. No movie has ever swept over me with such incisiveness, leaving me as somber as I was walking out of the theater. The Coen brothers presented a tragic vision comparable to Sophocles, Hardy, or Beckett, possibly even greater. I'm going to give a short review of the movie in very vague terms so that the movie won't be spoiled for those who haven't seen it yet. The movie is an excellent exposition of evil and the way it dwells in all of as a central part but manifests itself differently, in varying particular ways. However, the evil is quelled with the wisdom of age, but by this time the agency of justice is crippled by its "outdated" or simply incapable mode (e.g. Tommy Lee Jone's character). And if this isn't bleak enough for you, the Coen brothers present chance as the ruler of the universe not unlike the world-view in Hardy's poem "Hap". Terribly bleak. In my opinion, the movie deserves the Academy Award in its near-perfect portrayal of its themes without sacrificing the film's entertainment value. However, I don't know if I ever want to see it again. Movie's like this make me appreciate God's gifts and promises more and more.
On to a happier subject.
When I get back to Charleston I'm planning to crawl all over the city with my camera in hand in attempting to capture why the city is so beautiful to me. This is something I've been wanting to do for sometime, but just haven't gotten around to it. I keep making excuses like "It's too cold out!" or "but I have work to do!", but I will within the next few weeks finally do it. My photos will probably be posted to both my Flickr and DeviantArt account when I'm finished, so those interested will be able to check them out.
On a funnier note, I really embarrass myself through grammatical and syntactical speech blunders when I'm nervous. I'll say something absolutely ridiculous and then think about it later and get a real kick out of it. The complete loss of articulation is the symptom of my nervousness. What are yours?
finally, this is a really sweet website: http://www.apartmenttherapy.com/
Last night I went to see No Country for Old Men. No movie has ever swept over me with such incisiveness, leaving me as somber as I was walking out of the theater. The Coen brothers presented a tragic vision comparable to Sophocles, Hardy, or Beckett, possibly even greater. I'm going to give a short review of the movie in very vague terms so that the movie won't be spoiled for those who haven't seen it yet. The movie is an excellent exposition of evil and the way it dwells in all of as a central part but manifests itself differently, in varying particular ways. However, the evil is quelled with the wisdom of age, but by this time the agency of justice is crippled by its "outdated" or simply incapable mode (e.g. Tommy Lee Jone's character). And if this isn't bleak enough for you, the Coen brothers present chance as the ruler of the universe not unlike the world-view in Hardy's poem "Hap". Terribly bleak. In my opinion, the movie deserves the Academy Award in its near-perfect portrayal of its themes without sacrificing the film's entertainment value. However, I don't know if I ever want to see it again. Movie's like this make me appreciate God's gifts and promises more and more.
On to a happier subject.
When I get back to Charleston I'm planning to crawl all over the city with my camera in hand in attempting to capture why the city is so beautiful to me. This is something I've been wanting to do for sometime, but just haven't gotten around to it. I keep making excuses like "It's too cold out!" or "but I have work to do!", but I will within the next few weeks finally do it. My photos will probably be posted to both my Flickr and DeviantArt account when I'm finished, so those interested will be able to check them out.
On a funnier note, I really embarrass myself through grammatical and syntactical speech blunders when I'm nervous. I'll say something absolutely ridiculous and then think about it later and get a real kick out of it. The complete loss of articulation is the symptom of my nervousness. What are yours?
finally, this is a really sweet website: http://www.apartmenttherapy.com/