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bookgasm

July 9, 2009

So I am currently reading two books: Do Android Dream of Electric Sheep? by Philip K. Dick and Conquest of the Useless by Werner Herzog. Both are basically fabulous. Today I want to talk about the Herzog book because I’m basically bookgasming on every single page.

First, some background. Werner Herzog is one of my favorite directors; you’ve probably heard of Grizzly Man, that was his. But back in the ’70s and ’80s he was making movies with a man named Klaus Kinski, a brilliant madman of an actor. Aguirre: Wrath of God is one of the famous collaborations. Also: Fitzcarraldo.

Fitzcarraldo, set in the early 20th century, is about a European opera-lover (Kinski) in the Peruvian jungle who decides to become a rubber baron (also he wants to build an opera house). He gets his parcel of land for rubber harvesting, but for some reason—my memory gets a bit sketchy on the details here—he has to get a steamship from one river to another in order to get to the land, and he decides the best way to do this is to drag it over the top of a mountain. Here’s the trailer if you want the flavor:

So Herzog decided the best way to film the steamship being dragged over the top of a mountain in the Peruvian jungle was to actually drag a steamship over the top of a mountain in the Peruvian jungle. From the book, a conversation with the movie bosses:

The unquestioned assumption is that a plastic model ship will be pulled over a ridge in a studio, or possibly in a botanical garden that is apparently not far from here–or why not San Diego, where there are hothouses with good tropical settings. So what are bad tropical settings, I asked, and I told them the unquestioned assumption had to be a real steamship being hauled over a real mountain, though not for the sake of realism but for the stylization characteristic of grand opera. The pleasantries we exchanged from then on wore a thin coating of frost.

That ended up being an adventure. Throw in a totally crazy leading man and the making of Fitzcarraldo becomes the stuff of legend. There was a documentary made of the making of the film (Burden of Dreams) which I like almost as much as the film itself.

Here is what the filming of Fitzcarraldo looked like, from another famous documentary, this one by Herzog, called My Best Fiend: Klaus Kinski. Herzog is the dude with the bandana headband near the end; you’ll figure out Kinski on your own. (even if you skipped the last clip you should watch this one…)

Which led to this, one of the most famous stories to come out of Fitzcarraldo:

So that’s what Herzog was working with. The book I’m reading is his diary from the time of filming, recently published for the first time. I haven’t even gotten to Klaus Kinski yet and the book’s already a firecracker. And so beautifully written, it’s like poetry on every page (it was translated from German, but still). Peru is “a sleepy country at which God’s wrath has cooled.” The room he is using at Francis Ford Coppola’s house has “windows that are filled with this demented light.” And I love all his little stories.

In the Rio Santiago the body of a soldierwho had been shot came floating along, on his back, swollen, the legs bent at the knees and the arms bent likewise; he looked as if he were raising his hands. Birds had already hacked out his eyes and eaten away part of the face. The comandante here advised letting him float by—so as to avoid any trouble; they would have to deal with him farther downstream. He gave the swimmer a gentle nudge with his boot, and the corpse spun around once before the current took hold of him.

Basically you should read this book. I mean, I’m barely 20 pages into it, so obviously this isn’t a proper review at all (see all the youtube videos?) but wow. So good. Bookgasm.

In closing, one more video that you should watch even if you don’t care about anything else in this post. See, Kinski wasn’t originally the lead, it was some other guy who got fired or quit or something so they had to totally restart filming. This video shows a scene first done by the original actor and then by Kinski, and wow. Oh yes, and the reason you should watch it? Mick Jagger’s in it. Good thing Herzog changed his mind about that.

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Reel Big Fish

July 9, 2009

or, THE STORY OF GRACE AND THE HUNDREDS OF TEENAGE BOYS WITH BRACES

So last night I went to see Reel Big Fish at the House of Blues. (If it seems like I only go to see shows at the House of Blues, well, that may be true. No comment.) I arrived, and we did the normal checking my ID and going through security thing. And then I entered.

And WTF.

The main floor was full of teenagers. Mostly boys. Not like older teenage boys who are barely not old enough to drink, but like teenage boys with acne and braces and gawkiness. Whoa.

Okay, I say to myself. Just go get yourself a beer and it’ll all be okay.

But—what? The bar does not seem to be open. I mean, they gave me a wristband at the door, so there must be booze somewhere but the bars are totally unpopulated and the liquor area is covered.

I inquire as to the possiblity of acquiring a beer and am told that alcohol is onlyserved on the 2nd and 3rd floors. What. Okay.

So alcohol is only available upstairs. I can deal with this… mishap. Besides, we’re just at the opening acts. So I get me some beer, and I watch the teenage mosh pit that forms during the opener—the Supervillains, they’re actually pretty good—and I am sort of shocked by how silly mosh pits look from above. Like, maybe it’s just because it was a skank mosh pit, but it looked like a bunch of ants running around. Really.

The second opening act was the English Beat, apparently celebrating their 30th anniversary. They were way good. They would have been a fun show to go to all on their own. Seriously. Like, they didn’t reach their full show potential, but I could see the potential.

Um, that didn’t really make sense, but anyway, so I chugged one final beer and went downstairs in time for Reel Big Fish to show up. It took them a while, but they finally did show up. And they put on a really good show. Ska shows are fun. Everyone pretends like they know how to skank, but they don’t really (I don’t exclude myself from this), and they “skank” in a big circle/mosh pit thing going around and around. Lots of fun. Lots of bruises.

So overall a good show. Lots of energy. Tons of fun.

My next show at HoB is Tracy Chapman, which will be a totally different flavor—or Rise Against if I can get a ticket. Anyone? Anyone?

Let’s end with a bit of RBF:

P.S. And if you got this far without realizing I was totally trashed while writing this, well, good on you. ;)

P.P.S. And just to be clear, there were people there aside from teenage boys—40-year-old men in khaki shorts and polo shirts, for instance. I wasn’t the only person older than 15. Also some older couples and some of the hardcore concert boys in their 20s who go to every show available. So yeah. I wasn’t the only weirdo in the crowd.

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writing update 07/06/09

July 6, 2009

Chrysanthemum

current wordcount: 45,675
last week: 45,675
satisfied?: big fat zero for the week. damn you, holiday and airplane and trip to DC. look at me make excuses that wouldn’t deter a Real Writer. look at me fail at life.
comments: comments? grace nothing happened this week. what is there to comment on?

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Happy Birthday USA (early)

July 2, 2009

Going up to Bar Harbor, Maine for the 4th. Yay America! The fireworks have already started, possibly in my living room but I hope out in street. I can’t really tell from here. Anyway, here is my contribution to the 4th of July festivities. Yankee Doodle Dandy, performed first by James Cagney and then Mickey Rooney and Judy Garland are tacked onto the end for some reason. Whatever. Happy Fourth! Enjoy:

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leave me alone

July 2, 2009

I have decided the airlines need a new seating policy. When you buy your ticket, you get to choose a section. Not smoking or non-smoking, no nothing like that.

Sections like “Chatty” and “Non-Chatty.” “Sick” and “Healthy.” “Baby” or “No Baby.” “Has a dog who will poop halfway through flight” and “Dogless.”

Mostly Chatty vs. Non-Chatty. Because I don’t want to talk to you. I don’t care who you are, I don’t want to talk to you. This is why I brought my book. And even if my flight is delayed 2 1/2 hours, and I have to spend most of that sitting on the tarmac waiting for liftoff approval, and even if I share a few friendly words with you before turning to my book, this does NOT mean that you can interrupt my reading every ten minutes. Seriously, you give these chatty people an in and they just won’t shut up.

Yes, I am a curmudgeon. What of it?

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writing update 6/28/09

June 28, 2009

Chrysanthemum

current wordcount: 45,675
last week: 43,263
satisfied?: +2412 Yes! Still could do better, but considering that I wrote almost nothing last week/month, this is a major improvement.
comments: I’m rearranging some things and I think everything’s working a LOT better. I’ve switched the location of two major plot points. Crazy times!

This upcoming week is probably not going to be very productive. I’m going to be in D.C. Monday night and all of Tuesday, and then going up to Maine for the 4th. So maybe I will get a lot of work done in airports/on buses, but yeah that rarely happens. We’ll see.

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currently writing

June 27, 2009

Lookame go!

*typetypetype*

Anyway.

I desperately need to clean my room, but I know I would just use that as an excuse later for not having written, so I am leaving my room a disaster and writing instead. I am the queen of excuses, so I’m trying to turn over a new leaf. Yeah we’ll see how that goes.

Yesterday was an office outing/retreat thing, we went to an island and did a scavenger hunt thing and sports and lounging around. I played softball, and everyone was impressed by my mad softball skillz. (It was almost insulting, actually, how many people were like, “what grace can play softball? wow!” Almost. I decided to be honored instead. haha.)

But anyway that was fun, and the sun has finally come out in Boston, and I’m sitting here writing, and all is well in the world.

I have decided to eat Mango Sorbet for lunch. Good idea yes/no?

/random grace rambling

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Michael Jackson!

June 25, 2009

The rumors are flying. TMZ and NBC say he’s dead. CNN says he’s in a coma.

EDIT: the AP is confirming his death now.

He went crazy in his later life, but that doesn’t change the fact that he was a musical genius. Here’s you to you, MJ.

One of my favorite songs:

(youtube won’t let me imbed the original music video, which is here and fabulous)

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who’s surprised, really?

June 24, 2009

Hahahahahahaha

If I only had a dollar for every time I said I was going to do something and then failed miserably at following through. If only.

Remember SF/F Writers Day? And how I was going to do something? You may have noticed that I didn’t. I’m only a day late, I could pull something together, but… I really don’t see that happening. So, uh. Here’s what the originator of the Day posted on her blog. Have at. Opportunity to win a book!

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stargirl update

June 24, 2009

You may perhaps remember Stargirl from the other day. The girl who “fell asleep” and got 56 stars tattooed on her face instead of the 3 she wanted.

stargirl

Turns out—now hold onto your hats, my dears—she was lying!!!!

Shocking, right?

She’s admitted that the artist’s story was right all along. She did in fact get exactly what she requested, but when she went home daddy pitched a fit so she made up this fib which couldn’t possibly have any repercussions, right?

Well, the tattoo artist has been vindicated, the girl is in loads of trouble, and I was able to use that picture again. So all is well.

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down the rabbit hole

June 23, 2009

alice

Aptly timed, that last post about Alice and Wonderland. Seems the first legit pictures of the movie have just been released, and omg. Tim Burton is doing it again. Love it.

So, here is the photo gallery that is currently making the rounds of the internet.

Johnny Depp as the Mad Hatter

Is this not the most amazing thing you have ever seen in your life?

Anne Hathaway as the White Queen

Is it just me or are her eyebrows absolutelyterrifying? I don't really like Anne Hathaway much, but I am cautiously optimistic about this performance.

Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum

Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum

Helena Bonham Carter as the Red Queen

words fail me. oh. my. god.

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writing update 6/23/09

June 23, 2009

I’ve put off last week’s update for basically as long as I could.

Chrysanthemum

current wordcount: 43,263
last week: 43,082
satisfied?: +181 hahahaha oh god grace. This is why I kept putting off this update, I was hoping to up that dreadful number. But no. ’scuse me while I shoot myself.
comments: that +181 might be kind of misleading; it would be higher except I deleted a goodly chunk as I was writing another chunk. So. I think this week is going to be very editing/chop heavy, so next week’s numbers may also be unimpressive. But they *will* be higher, I swear.

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zomg

June 21, 2009

So apparently this is old news.

But Tim Burton is making Alice in Wonderland.

With like 50 of my favorite actors.

*dies*

timburton alice

The usual suspects are in it—Johnny Depp (Mad Hatter), Helena Bonham Carter (Red Queen)—but also starring are Timothy Spall, Alan Fucking Rickman (Caterpillar!), Stephen Fucking Fry (Cheshire Cat), Christopher Fucking Lee (the Jabberwock), and Michael Sheen (<3). Anne Hathaway is in it too, but eh.

But omg.

I so cannot wait.

Now that I’ve, you know, caught up to the rest of the world and figured out this movie is happening. :/

johnnydepp hatterzomg.