Dear people who’ve never lived in Cape Town
I’m sorry that you have to hear us complaining about scorching heat and gorgeous summer days only a short while after we were bitching about the cold yet breathtaking storms. Unfortunately, that’s our thing.
London has complaining about foreigners. China and North Korea has complaining about freedom (well, at least they would if they knew they weren’t free). Australia has… Well I don’t know what Australia has, probably something to do with New Zealand having more sheep than they do…
But I digress, complaining about the weather is just what we do in Cape Town. Without it, we wouldn’t know what to do (aside from complaining about drivers with number plates that don’t start with CA).
Dear ancient Mayans
I must say, I’m rather disappointed by this whole “end of the world on 21 December 2012″ thing. First of all, it spawned that rather banal movie about the world being destroyed rather suddenly. It really was just one exhausting chase sequence that lasted well over an hour and was interesting for maybe 5 minutes of that time.
Aside from that, why 4 days before Christmas? Surely we could get 1 more Christmas in before KA-BLOOWEY?
And finely, my main issue with the whole world ending next year – you couldn’t wait 8 more days? It has to happen a week before my birthday?
I’ve already had to deal with the fact that most people are away on my birthday every year and with getting given birthday-slash-Christmas presents. And now you want me to not have my crown birthday? (I’m supposed to turn 28 on the 28th in 2012 and I wanted to wear a crown for my birthday.)
So please, if you could, don’t end the world on 21 December 2012. Aside from the fact that I want to have my birthday next year, I also quite like the world – it’s my home and it would be inconvenient if it were no longer around.
okthanksbye,
Faeron
Last night I went to go see Immortals… For the amount of entertainment I got out of the film, I could just end the post here, but where would be the fun in that?
To say I was disappointed is a kindness that I’m not sure the film deserves. My problem is, I went in expecting it to be 100% knock-my-socks-off amaze-balls. It wasn’t. My socks were still on at the end. I keep forgetting that I mustn’t get my hopes up and then when a film like this is actually amazing (300 blew my mind!!!), my faith in filmmakers is happily restored. (Not sure if I like the fact that I am now blaming myself for all the bad films I’ve seen… must rethink this.)
Initially, I wasn’t expecting much. But then part of the marketing ploy of the studio was to say that Immortals was made by the same producers as 300. Did I mention that 300 blew my mind? It did. Now my expectations were high, very high.
I’m still not completely sure why Immortals failed to be awesome. It had all the right elements of an action epic:
Evil villain – check
Good looking heroes – check
Epic story of good v. evil – check
Thin storyline with vague references to history – check
So what happened? Well, first of all, the whole story was about finding this weapon of the gods – the Epirus Bow. I’ve never heard of it before, but I liked the concept of this really cool bow that doesn’t need arrows and is super powerful. But when they found it… It looked like the props people had let a 15 year old girl from the early 90s attack it with a monochromatic bedazzler. Not cool.
Couple that with the fact that the females in the movie were pretty much useless (even the goddess Athena was rather bland) and the reluctant hero wasn’t exactly believably reluctant. Oh, and there was a major flaw with the whole military strategy behind the big battle scene at the end which annoyed me no end. If I can spot that, as a a 20-something woman from the 21st century, then I think the scriptwriters and researchers for the movie should’ve seen it the issue. There was just too much meh and not enough “holy shit that was cool” for me to love this movie even a little bit, and I really wanted to.
I will say that Mickey Rourke was pretty bad ass and added a level of cool to the movie as Hyperion – the seriously disturbed bad guy. And Zeus, Apollo and Poseidon were cool when they were battling the Titans. These elements reminded me of the epic awesome that was so abundant in 300, but they weren’t enough to save Immortals unfortunately.
If you’re going to watch it, the effects are pretty cool and there are enough good looking bodies on display for men and women to enjoy to make it a passable 2 hours. Just don’t expect your socks to be blown off.
If you’ll excuse me, I’m going to go re-watch 300 and remind myself of the awesome.
Don’t you sometimes get the feeling that you wish things wouldn’t happen quite so quickly? We all wish for change, but when the big stuff actually gets here… Well I feel the need to run for the hills, or worse, all the way back to high school, even though I hated a large part of high school. Of course, I’d want to go back knowing what I know now – that things were simpler and easier then, that you could have big dreams for the future but there was no scary need to act on them.
Now, I’m not actually a big chicken. I went to London on my own at 18 after school even though I was terrified. I’ve also pursued my dream of acting and refuse to be discouraged. Things have changed along the way, but I still manage to go after what I want.
No, the reason for this post is because I’m frightened by the change that is about to hit. My brother and his girlfriend are moving to Germany at the end of the month. I always knew he would go one day, but I always hoped it wouldn’t be now. One day sounds better than now when it comes to your only sibling moving to another continent.
Why is he going? I’m not sure. I suppose, why not? My family have never been the stay behind and keep the home fires burning types. If they had been, my brother and I would never have been born! My parents are from different parts of the UK and if they hadn’t left home, they would’ve never met.
I guess I’m just going to miss him more than I care to admit. Especially since he’s been living on the same property as me for over a year now. I’m used to him being so close. And I don’t like not knowing when I’ll see him again.
And now look at all the times I’ve used the word “I” in this post! Ok, all I really want to say is: he’s my brother, he drives me nuts sometimes, but I love him and I will miss having him here. Thank dog for the Internet and social media and Skype!
Ok, I’ve jumped on the bandwagon…
Today sees the voting for the so-called “Secrecy Bill” – also known as the Protection of State Information Bill. Social Media is calling today BlackTuesday in protest against this passing.
I’m so confused though, I’ve read so many different articles on what this Bill is actually going to protect and who will be able to blow the whistle legally now on any wrong-doing by government officials.
‘(Campaigners) against the bill have presented a threat to the rights of the grassroots poor as one to the media’
IF WE want to protect our freedoms, we need to make sure they are not seen as the concern of only a few. The Protection of State Information Bill, which comes before Parliament today, is a threat to the freedom of many of us. But those who have campaigned against it have misread both its intent and its likely effect. In the process, they have revealed how the battle for freedom in this society is still the preserve of only some of us.
Read the full article here.
Every MP who presses the green button to vote “yes” for the Protection of State Information Bill will at that moment take personal responsibility for the first piece of legislation since the end of apartheid that dismantles an aspect of our democracy
MARK this day. Depending on the actions of the 400 MPs in the National Assembly at 2pm, it will end as a day of triumph or shame for our adolescent democracy.
Read the full article here.
And these are 2 articles from the same media source: Business Day.
All I want to know is:
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