Life and conscientious objections
Firstly, I must say a big thankyou to all the Irkens. They let me sleep under their stairs for a fortnight. Ta muchly, people.
And yes, I have returned home to the land of lamented loos and partial plasterboard. In my absence, P has affixed a piece of paper over the head-sized hole that joins our kitchen to our bathroom. On the paper is written "No Peeking!"
At least now with the wiring done, we can really get stuck in to patching this place up again, plaster and all. I think I'll tackle the bathroom and laundry first as I'm frightened of being electrocuted in my bath and sick of doing long-distance laundry.
I had a terrible dream last night that someone had set fire to my dog and I subsequently had to put her down. As you can appreciate, dream or no, it was quite distressing. Needless to say, the Maddytron has had a three course breakfast, extended walk and endless tummy rubs this morning while I get over the imagery.
I think the dream harks back to a conversation I had with P and bellyra last night before the Oscars. I was talking about how I'd love to be able to refuse to screen Tarantino's latest film "Hostel" at the cinema. I think it's an absolute travesty that it got through the OFLC. This film isn't R rated, it needs to be X or above. As we concluded last night, those X and XX ratings that we so often associate with pornography are there for a reason, and we all assumed that they could apply to films that deserve a higher restriction than R. I'm going to look into this before I write to the OFLC and complain.
Don't get me wrong, I've never before in my life questioned that a film should be more highly censored or banned. I've loved other Tarantino movies such as Pulp Fiction, From Dusk Til Dawn and the Kill Bills. It's just that this film has no other point besides the enjoyment of violence ... and I have to admit that the special effects and make-up in "Hostel" are second to none. That's part of the problem.
I have to be careful when I do focus and sound checks on this film. I accidently saw a young woman having her eyeball melted out with a blow torch for some guys entertainment during my last shift. The dangling mess was then cut off by another man in the hope that it might stop her screaming. Dinner was a no-go zone after that.
Anyone who watches that and views it as entertainment needs their head looked at.
And yes, I have returned home to the land of lamented loos and partial plasterboard. In my absence, P has affixed a piece of paper over the head-sized hole that joins our kitchen to our bathroom. On the paper is written "No Peeking!"
At least now with the wiring done, we can really get stuck in to patching this place up again, plaster and all. I think I'll tackle the bathroom and laundry first as I'm frightened of being electrocuted in my bath and sick of doing long-distance laundry.
I had a terrible dream last night that someone had set fire to my dog and I subsequently had to put her down. As you can appreciate, dream or no, it was quite distressing. Needless to say, the Maddytron has had a three course breakfast, extended walk and endless tummy rubs this morning while I get over the imagery.
I think the dream harks back to a conversation I had with P and bellyra last night before the Oscars. I was talking about how I'd love to be able to refuse to screen Tarantino's latest film "Hostel" at the cinema. I think it's an absolute travesty that it got through the OFLC. This film isn't R rated, it needs to be X or above. As we concluded last night, those X and XX ratings that we so often associate with pornography are there for a reason, and we all assumed that they could apply to films that deserve a higher restriction than R. I'm going to look into this before I write to the OFLC and complain.
Don't get me wrong, I've never before in my life questioned that a film should be more highly censored or banned. I've loved other Tarantino movies such as Pulp Fiction, From Dusk Til Dawn and the Kill Bills. It's just that this film has no other point besides the enjoyment of violence ... and I have to admit that the special effects and make-up in "Hostel" are second to none. That's part of the problem.
I have to be careful when I do focus and sound checks on this film. I accidently saw a young woman having her eyeball melted out with a blow torch for some guys entertainment during my last shift. The dangling mess was then cut off by another man in the hope that it might stop her screaming. Dinner was a no-go zone after that.
Anyone who watches that and views it as entertainment needs their head looked at.