I’m thoroughly exhausted. A fuchsia crescent pierced the sky tonight, and filled the sky with crimson clouds. Time for some orchestral pop noir romantique.
I went to the Royal Oak on Friday with quite a few people. Drew told everyone a choda story, his choda story, in fact, which just happened to be the most hilarious thing I’ve ever heard. I was quite glad that Aaron couldn’t make it, or he would have suffocated from laughter spasms. Unfortunately, I’m afraid that any stories I’ll hear from this point on will, at best, be irksome in comparison.
Saturday, Sunday, and Monday were spent hanging out with Aaron during his time off. Much table tennis was played. We watched Brotherhood of the Wolf, which was a decent movie, due mainly to the satisfying action scenes. The slow motion effect was used much too profusely, but there were some drop-dead gorgeous actresses throughout the two hour movie. We also watched Brain Candy with it’s rather random humour. I enjoyed watching it, even though it was the third time around for me, but I’ve always been a big fan of The Kids in the Hall. I only wish that Trolley was with us so that he too could have bathed in the spasmodic glory of their humour.
Today was spent at Mooney’s Bay with Tom and Mel’s group of friends in celebration of Canada Day. I had a chance to meet Aaron’s cousin, Ellie, who came from Edinborough, Scotland to visit. She had a nice, thick Scottish accent and tells me that there are quite a few Chinese people there with the same inflection. I might be heading out to a club with her and Aaron next weekend. Mooney’s Bay was greatly relaxing, aside from Ivana putting me on the spot with her intrinsic questions. I had the opportunity to catch up on some reading before throwing the Frisbee around.
And now, I need sleep.
I bought a pair of dark blue linen pants from America two weeks ago during one of Aaron’s shifts, and have been wearing them ever since. They have to be the most comfortable pair of anything I’ve ever bought. I’ve also been looking for a black collar, but nothing has really been turning up; stores usually only sell cuffs of the spiked or non-spiked variety.
My download of Super Troopers finished yesterday and I finally got a chance to watch it. I was expecting more humour, but the humour that was there was definitely of the gut busting, side-splitting variety.
I’ve been listening to my Dwarves collection to get in the mood for the punk concert tonight. My guess is that I’ll be the only Asian guy, let alone Chinese guy, there. It’s too bad their songs are all so short, I find that my playlist loops after only a few moments.
I watched Deliverance yesterday. I expected more to happen. So many movies nowadays are huge, sweeping epics that I guess I’m used to characters going to hell and back à la Armageddon. Still, it was a good movie, but I’d have to watch it again to be able to appreciate the themes of man vs. adversity and nature.
I had the chance to see Punch Drunk Love yesterday. Admittedly, it was the most painful movie I’ve ever seen. At quite a few points I felt an urge to stand up and walk out of the room, and I might have done so had Aaron not been there. This was the first and only movie to ever, ever make me want a happy ending. I figured that if I had to sit through some achingly sad and awkward scenes then I should be rewarded with a satiating denouement. Some scenes were characteristically Anderson, such as the hand-held shot taken with Barry peeking around a corner, or the slow, wispy grunts of the occupants of a car as it spins from a collision. I particularly liked a door mounted camera shot which ends off in a shudder as the door swings shut. It felt like Anderson was experimenting with this film, placing less emphasis on relational development and more on character development. I wouldn’t completely agree that Sandler has broken out of his typecast, since his old Waterboy characters were simply slightly tweaked for this movie. He was the right person for the role though, and casting made a good call with him and Emily Watson. On the whole, the movie was enjoyable, but I’m not sure if I’d be able to sit through it again.
Whenever I ride the bus, I listen to my music at a volume which drowns out any outside noise. This is not only due to the fact that the buses here are obnoxiously loud, but the fact that I can’t stand listening to the insipid conversations going on around me as well. I’d rather not listen to you hitting on that girl or how funny you think you are. I don’t want to hear about your opinions on The Latest Movie or how rude that customer was at work or how many times you decide to add “like” in a sentence. I suppose that it’s no one is really at fault, since the roaring engines in each bus prevent conversations at a normal volume. I can only hope that I don’t annoy other people as much as they annoy me if I’m traveling with a friend.
Nick has been accepted on the lease and will be moving in at the beginning of August.
I watched Infernal Affairs and enjoyed it. I particularly liked the cool colours of the film, which contrasts with how Hong Kong is normally portrayed in the movies. Anthony Wong is great as the superintendent, but all the other guys look too good to be cops.