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Unintentional cry fest

February 12, 2012

Spoiler: If you have NOT seen the Bicycle Theif and are planning to, don’t read this!
If you have seen it or just don’t care, proceed.

The Bicycle Theif.

Easily, the saddest movie I’ve seen in a long time. Not because anyone dies, or  because of forbidden/unrequited love, but because the movie’s end is realistic.

Life is not fair.

The guy needs a job, gets a job; needs a bike for the job, gets a bike for the job ONLY to have it stolen and never find it.

…what was that term I learned in Tragic Vision class? Catharsis? Yeah, doesn’t happen here. If anything the emotions have piled up and are searching for a release!

I thought the movie was building to a grand, triumphant ending where finally, Antonio Ricci finds the guy who stole his bike and the bike and can return to work to support his poor Italian family. But when the Fin appeared on the screen after he attempted to steal another person’s bike out of desperation, I looked over to mom and said, really? It’s done?

I was shocked. I really was. I didn’t see it coming.

But maybe that’s why Arthur Miller wrote the forward for the movie. Maybe it’s because he saw how realistic the plot, characters, situation and the-like was and felt an internal desire to comment on the brilliance of this black and white movie.

I remember my teacher talking about this movie in class when we were discussing Freud. The bicycle is according to my teacher, a phallic symbol and a representation of manhood (if ya know what I mean…)

So when the thief steals  Antonio’s bike, it’s a metaphor for stolen manhood. Stolen pride. And he searches everywhere,tries everything to find what was stolen from him.

I think we can all relate to Antonio’s desperation.

And now that I think back to it, the fact that he didn’t find his bike (although totally against what normal movie standards is- that feel-good happy ending) provides a quiet commentary on the hardships of life.

I believe the movies main idea isn’t “get what’s yours” but “how you react, and what you do, given the circumstances you find yourself in”. When Antonio almost got thrown in jail for stealing another person’s bike, the owner of the bike let him free because he saw how sad Antonio’s son Bruno was, how disappointed he was in his father. It was the ultimate slap in the face for Antonio.

It’s inevitable that bad times will come around, they always do. But it’s how you approach them that matters the most.

Sidenote: HOW cute was Bruno?!

Things I learned

January 3, 2012

I stumbled upon this recipe a while ago and wanted to try it over the holidays. So last night, I took out all my cooking equipment and began creating Hamantashen, a Yiddish pasty recognizable for its three-cornered shape and is usually eaten during the Jewish holiday of Purim.

Two things: I am not Jewish and it is not Purim, but that didn’t stop me from making them!

So what did I learn?

  • Well for starters, when the recipe says the dough will be a tad sticky, it will be, and you will want to stock up on a lot of flour to sprinkle over hands/rolling pin/counter top/pasty when it starts bunching everywhere.
  • I also learned that your first batch probably wont look very good because, hey! Its your first time making Hantashen and folding dough into a triangle is A LOT harder than it sounds.
  • This leads into my final point: when cutting out the dough for the triangle, roll it thin: this way you will get a nicer looking trinagle and something less than a blob of pastry dough when its fully cooked.

Verdict: they might have turned out less than what I’d expected, but tasted great!

EDIT: I realize that if you type in “Hamantashen” into Google it comes up as a typo- there are numerous ways to spell it and I just chose this one.

Movies are the best

January 2, 2012

My break is almost over (cue crying) and non-stop schooling is about to begin.  As I wrote all my exams and papers and dry-heaved through presentations last semester, one thing got me through all of it; one thing made it all worth it: an education (SURE) but also

Two weeks of blissful freeeeeeeeeeeedom.

And as I slaved through my University library, carrying vintage Jane Austen case study books( that seemed to have been opened once and only once- 100 years ago) I kept telling myself: just make it till december and you will have so much free time you wont even know what do do with it.

I pep-talked myself correctly! There were moments, and still are, where I just don’t know what to do with myself! But I can say that this winter break was devoted to:

Ample Movie Watching!
(so much movie watching it fact it desevred to be capitalized and bolded!)

So here’s the list of movies I watched over the course of two-ish weeks (in no order):
Une Femme est une Femme
Pierrot le Fou
A bout de souffle
Mona Lisa Smile *
One Day
The Holiday
About a Boy
Veronica Mars seasons 1,2&3 (not a movie, I know)
Super 8*
My Weekend With Marilyn*
The Muppet movie
Midnight in Paris
It’s a Wonderful Life
Casablanca
Miss Petigrew Lives for a Day
500 Days of Summer

Without a doubt, the most movies I’ve ever watched in one time was during the span of these two weeks. And I make no apologies!

* upcoming posts

Merry Christmas!

December 26, 2011

 

Holy Night

December 21, 2011

Im done!

December 19, 2011

FINALLY, after a grueling (and half awesome) semester, I am finished editing, and writing(for grades, of course)and only half reading psychology textbooks! Let my Christmas break begin!

Sometimes, you just need a few days to do nothing. And by nothing, I don’t mean literally nothing, because if your anything like me, your legs will want to start moving and your brain will hurt because its not being used. What I mean by nothing is, just watch a movie or play a game: do NOTHING you’re supposed to do and do EVERYTHING you want to.

And what do I do with this newly allotted “free-time?”

-I read what I want to read

-Listen to what I want to listen to;


“Santa Baby is a tongue-in-cheek look at a Christmas list sung by a woman who wants extravagant gifts such as sables, yachts, and decorations from Tiffany’s. “Santa Baby” was originally recorded by Eartha Kitt with Henri René and his orchestra in New York City on October 6, 1953. The song was a huge hit for Kitt, and she later said that it was one of her favorite songs to record; she reprised it in the 1954 film New Faces. Kitt also reprised the original song in a 1963 re-recording for Kapp Records. In 1954, Eartha Kitt recorded a new version of the song with new lyrics titled “This Year’s Santa Baby”, to no commercial success. Writers listed did not change. The song was featured in the 1989 film Driving Miss Daisy.”

I personally like this version because I think that tounge-in-cheeck aspect is really evident here, and so fun to sing to!

-And I will be attempting to paint, again. Hopefully it works out and the patience I receive from watching paint dry (pun intended) will work itself into second semesters schooling habits.

Ahhh la dolce vita, the sheer awesomeness of doing absolutely nothing; you should try it!