I don't really know what to put here. I like to read and write. I like crappy horror movies and obsessing over TV shows. I have a video blog that I never keep up with and I wish people would talk to me. That's about it.
Monday, December 29, 2014
2014 Reading: Crackpot
The full title of this book (aptly so, I might add) is Crackpot: The Obsessions of John Waters.
I loved this book because it made me feel better about the little things in my life that I take joy in. Like office supplies, serial killers, and Schadenfreude.
Rather than being a comprehensive story, this book is actually just different sections where John talks about different things: growing up in Baltimore, how much he loves shitty film, and how he thinks tabloids are the only papers worth reading.
It was nice to get a little incite into his brain. Yu can find the inspiration for some of his movies in the stories that he chooses to tell, like Hairspray and Cecil B. Demented. He also encourages people to just go nuts and do whatever the fuck you want, because then at least you're not just wasting away into nothing.
According to John, it's better to dead than be boring.
I loved this book because it made me feel better about the little things in my life that I take joy in. Like office supplies, serial killers, and Schadenfreude.
Rather than being a comprehensive story, this book is actually just different sections where John talks about different things: growing up in Baltimore, how much he loves shitty film, and how he thinks tabloids are the only papers worth reading.
It was nice to get a little incite into his brain. Yu can find the inspiration for some of his movies in the stories that he chooses to tell, like Hairspray and Cecil B. Demented. He also encourages people to just go nuts and do whatever the fuck you want, because then at least you're not just wasting away into nothing.
According to John, it's better to dead than be boring.
Thursday, December 25, 2014
2014 Reading: Freak Show
I want to make this book into a movie. I am not even kidding. I could SEE this movie happening in my eyes as I read. I even cast it (though I must admit I was casting it with people from Teen Wolf, but no one can prove that).
At first, I was a little exasperated because the main character might as well have just been a younger James St. James from Disco Bloodbath, but then he actually started to grow on me. This character WAS James St. James, but a newer, younger version who grew up in today's world. However, he's still very much a club kid, which you really don't see very much these days so you kind of have to stretch the imagination a little bit.
I wasn't expecting a happy ending, but I got one anyway, so that was nice and gave me the warm fuzzier and whatever.
This was book #60 of the year and I am so happy that I've made it this far.
Monday, December 22, 2014
2014 Reading: Deliverance
So, four guys with extreme ennui go into the woods...
...stuff happens. Butt stuff.
Then people die.
This book was very slow going for me. It took me a while to get into it and I found that I really didn't want to finish it once I started. BUT! I soldiered on and finished it. Now I can finally watch the movie.
...stuff happens. Butt stuff.
Then people die.
This book was very slow going for me. It took me a while to get into it and I found that I really didn't want to finish it once I started. BUT! I soldiered on and finished it. Now I can finally watch the movie.
Wednesday, December 17, 2014
2014 Reading: Every You, Every Me
"You know one me. Just like I know one you. But you can't know every me. And I can't know every you."
This was just a short little read that I picked up in the young adult section of the library.
I like the scratched out bits, like the character was writing out these thoughts and kept having to change the wording around to fit the mood, or keep some of his thoughts to himself rather than let them out on the page.
Naturally, the premise of a character we never get to meet can be a hard one to understand, but I think it fits the randomness of the story. Plus, that opening quote... Wow. I never thought of that before, but I know it's true. For everyone.
Tuesday, December 16, 2014
2014 Reading: Flowers in the Attic
I started this book one day while I was visiting my sister and instead of being outside at the park, I went into the library next door to chill. I picked up this book at random and the next thing I knew, I was over 50 pages in. I had other things to read before I could really start anything else, so I put the book back, but now that I am done with the hard stuff, I can go back and have a little fun with it.
I've never seen the movies or anything, but I still kind of knew what the story was about before I began reading.
I've never seen the movies or anything, but I still kind of knew what the story was about before I began reading.
Wow, just wow. I don't know how much else there is to say about it. I'm now anxious to read the other books in the series and I think I will.
It makes you wonder what a life shut up in an atti would be like. These kids made the best of what they had, but how long could that possibly last without sending someone into madness? Or sin? (I don't really care much for calling it that, but with the contents of the book, it just felt like the right word.)
I would have gone to the police. Screw having her feel guilty for losing her children, I'd rather she felt guilty for trying to kill those children just to get money. Go to the cops and she loses the money, AND goes to jail and she can feel guilty there. She may have been your mother, but she turned her back on you long ago.
Thursday, December 4, 2014
2014 Reading: Crash
Now, this is a book that inspired the movie. The GOOD movie, not the racist one.
There is one thing that I have to get out of the way first, I bought this book used on Amazon because I could not find it anywhere in the library systems to which I subscribe. So, to the internet! I bought this copy that said it was in "Good" condition and being a frequent user of Amazon, I had an idea of what that was supposed to mean... Obviously, the girl who was doing the selling did not. I know for a fact that it was a girl. I know her name. I know she was reading this book for a school assignment (probably college because this is not the kind of book that one reads in high school). I also know that she is closed-minded and ignorant.
Listen, I don't care if it IS for an assignment, DO NOT WRITE IN BOOKS! And if you ARE going to write in books, SPELL THE WORDS CORRECTLY! Jesus Christ... I tried to ignore your stupid obvious comments and useless rhetoric, but you insist on scribbling in huge print (with green and purple pens, no less) and my eyes kept getting drawn to your asinine commentary instead of focusing on the BOOK! Fuck you and your judgement of this literature.
Anyway, now that I have covered that, I never want to think about it again. Ever.
I saw this movie several years ago and it wasn't until I was doing a random search for new books to read that I discovered that it was, in fact, based on a book. I knew that I had to possess the book as soon as possible. After much rigmarole, I obtained the book (tainted as it was).
I enjoy the darkness of this book. The continuous comparison between the bodies of cars and the human body is fascinating as well as sexual. There are also elements of life appreciation in there as well. Obsession with crashes and scars could be seen as an obsession with the shortness of life expectancy (especially in this world filled with fast-moving machinery) and appreciating the beauty of the damaged rather than pitying it.
I am not saying that everything in this book is completely sane and reasonable, but I do see the appeal of the other side of this fantasy life that the character seem to be leading.
After I finished this book (like I did when I finished the movie) I felt the need for a shower for multiple reason, both to cool off and to wash away the mental grime that built up from the story.
There is one thing that I have to get out of the way first, I bought this book used on Amazon because I could not find it anywhere in the library systems to which I subscribe. So, to the internet! I bought this copy that said it was in "Good" condition and being a frequent user of Amazon, I had an idea of what that was supposed to mean... Obviously, the girl who was doing the selling did not. I know for a fact that it was a girl. I know her name. I know she was reading this book for a school assignment (probably college because this is not the kind of book that one reads in high school). I also know that she is closed-minded and ignorant.
Listen, I don't care if it IS for an assignment, DO NOT WRITE IN BOOKS! And if you ARE going to write in books, SPELL THE WORDS CORRECTLY! Jesus Christ... I tried to ignore your stupid obvious comments and useless rhetoric, but you insist on scribbling in huge print (with green and purple pens, no less) and my eyes kept getting drawn to your asinine commentary instead of focusing on the BOOK! Fuck you and your judgement of this literature.
Anyway, now that I have covered that, I never want to think about it again. Ever.
I saw this movie several years ago and it wasn't until I was doing a random search for new books to read that I discovered that it was, in fact, based on a book. I knew that I had to possess the book as soon as possible. After much rigmarole, I obtained the book (tainted as it was).
I enjoy the darkness of this book. The continuous comparison between the bodies of cars and the human body is fascinating as well as sexual. There are also elements of life appreciation in there as well. Obsession with crashes and scars could be seen as an obsession with the shortness of life expectancy (especially in this world filled with fast-moving machinery) and appreciating the beauty of the damaged rather than pitying it.
I am not saying that everything in this book is completely sane and reasonable, but I do see the appeal of the other side of this fantasy life that the character seem to be leading.
After I finished this book (like I did when I finished the movie) I felt the need for a shower for multiple reason, both to cool off and to wash away the mental grime that built up from the story.
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