47 Up

Today something a bit different: a musing on life, humanity and ageing, spurred by the “Seven Up” series. I don’t know how many of you have seen the films or heard of the Seven Up project. Just a week ago I knew nothing about it but then I watched “Life Itself”, the biopic on film…

Bring your game

Or why some think that Slovenians can’t have nice things: we break everything. But things change, sometimes with a bang such as we are witnessing now. I’m writing this on the day of the finals: tonight undefeated team Slovenia and (once defeated) team Serbia will play in Istanbul for the crown of European male basketball….

Films to feel and fill me

Every three months, or two, or four, I let you in on which films I have seen in the meantime. Since I’m currently sleeping in a bedroom with a huge TV on the wall, I have, not surprisingly and gladly, changed my little laptop monitor with that baby for film-viewing purposes. With it comes watching…

Tale’s tail

In my previous post I describe the feelings I had while walking around Old Ljubljana. Nothing like books to ground me, I said and entered a familiar shop at last. And yet they are dying out, old shops and books, like Partisans, Polar bears and hippies. It’s not very surprising. Even I, who was the…

Lublana je bulana

This nicely rhyming title of an anthem from the punk era in the local dialect translates as “Ljubljana is sick.” Not at all and not all of it, some would say, and they are right, and yet my stroll threw me in a black hole. A few days ago I did a round of Old Ljubljana…

Things I’d never believe

As I go through life, I encounter many instances of “I’d never believe if somebody told me”. I might feel that I can see the future and read the signs all I want, but I’d never wish to know how it ends. Life would be unbearable without surprises. Regarding seeing the future, I have a…

Apocalyptically yellow

Never one to count ill omens or signs of the beast or whatever, but this yellow and that Qatar bode no well. And now those bees in Rome too. To explain and depict what I meant yesterday by our landscape having gone apocalyptically yellow, here is my environment and what is happening to it after…

Holy Movie Motors

After the day of birth, back to normal-ish. When do I not like a film? When it takes me for more stupid than I am. When do I like a film? When it makes me feel, wonder, when it opens my eyes or is ahead of me in some way. When it is worth my while, as…

Thursday Doors, April 27 2017

Today will always stay in my memory as “The OF Day”, no matter how they call it now. The “OF” or “Osvobodilna fronta” was “The Liberation Front”, Slovenian anti-Fascist organisation that formed in 1941. As the Wikipedia says, “The Slovene Partisans were the armed wing of the Liberation Front, which fought in the beginning as a…

Play nice, Planica

It’s Planica weekend in Slovenia, the biggest ski-jumping event of the season. Maybe that’s why my thoughts are jumping so much. Bear with me, there is a bottom-line. Not pretty, but it’s there. I feel all productive all of a sudden. I’ve organised my blog menu. See, up on the right? Many new items with subcategories, all…

Should you wish to know

What are we doing? What are they doing? Does anybody know, care or plan it? Out of all possibilities, I was closest to believing that humanity was a computer simulation, a game, but even for this an agenda would be necessary. A developer. At least spectators. As it is, I’m afraid, we are not even…

Thursday Doors, November 10

A whole lot of Roma deo-door-ants to get rid of the bad smell. Just a few observations on Election day (sorry, door lovers, I’ll be brief, I just don’t wish to write a separate post for this): There were a whole lot of journalists, newscasters and reporters drinking alcohol on air that day. I remember when my…

WPC: I’ve got a Quest-ion

The question of quest is an intriguing one. Let’s see what my random access memory escalator can bring to the topic. Marko Pavliha, Slovenian expert in maritime law, recently posted an article with the following paragraph (which I’ve translated myself from Slovenian, so help me dog if he doesn’t like it): “Homeland is, just like love or…

How much more stupid can everything get?

Stupid is what stupid gets. I think I first shed television. Did that feel good! No more browsing the channels trying hard to land the least stupid content, in the rare moments when I didn’t wish to be stupefied. I think the commercials did it. They were getting too annoying, loud and stupid for their own good….

Hunting season

Obviously, a new hunting season has just commenced. How do I know? Because I have to deal with a dog trying to climb furniture, break into a wall or at least perch on my pillow, or even better, head. There is not much I truly despise, but people who consciously hurt or damage other living beings…

A beginner in Ender

That’s what I am, someone who has just read Ender’s Game for the first time. Do not tell me how it continues. Do not tell me why the writer, Orson Scott Card, managed to upset all the women in this world, if internet is to be trusted. I’ve just and only finished book 1 in…