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…

Don’t be afraid to ripple

This is a post with three examples of how blogging ripples and some actual watery ripples from Slovenia. 1. First, the long-awaited moment when my name appears on the same page as Charles Bukowski’s. I have his badge on my mantelpiece after all (the one that Bestia once found). He is my spirit animal. I’m…

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…

Nothing a T-word won’t fix

Whine-and-wine Wednesday coming up. And I can even leave out the wine. For now. The idea goes to Joanne who is “Following a Bold Plan” and her slightly more severe reason to get upset. Imagine: you (no, not you, she and her friend) decide to cross the entire length of your country – which happens…

WPC: Eva and Adam nescent

I don’t like words that I don’t know how to pronounce and don’t know what they mean. “Fleeting” makes more sense. Until I learn them, that is. So thank you for the lesson. Still, I had to break it down: into “Eva” (and Adam) and “nescent”. I like the definition of the latter: “just coming…

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…

New baby blog

It’s got so easy: you want a new baby, you start a new blog. In the past there were only real babies or at least real book babies. Not saying that now it’s better, just less hassle with the placenta. After feeling the urge for a new blog and playing around with themes – so…

Lily Island

This morning I woke up and thought of lilies and islands. The first time he took me there was during my first visit of him and Italy. No talk of the future (and barely any talk at all since his English was still in the making and my Italian was only theoretical), no worries and no dog….

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…

Four movie months

Let me ruin storytelling for you: if bad things are happening now, good things will happen by the end. The opposite is also true. The End. — Seth Lochhead (quotation reblogged from wildfiremovies) Recently I’ve discovered a film critic who I trust. I might not share her opinion on all films, and she is a major…

Fiction is a whale

Fiction was invented the day Jonah arrived home and told his wife that he was three days late because he had been swallowed by a whale. ― Gabriel García Márquez (quotation reblogged from Logical Quotes) I seem to have a problem with fiction – writing it, that is, far from reading it. That’s why here are some…

WPC: Solitude standing

Alone, lonely, solitary, solitaire. Take your pick. But… Is there any other way? First let’s take a look at the past week on my blog, as is the weekend custom. There were: twenty examples of repurposing for last week’s Weekly Photo Challenge; a loooooongish mash of classic English poetry and Doors lyrics, because I can; a surprising…

Goodbye

Four years ago I was at the Roma Film Festival. We saw “Her” with Phoenix in the house and “Belle & Sebastian” and then came the last film for us, “Snowpiercer”. I didn’t know in advance who the actors were, apart from Tilda Swinton. We approached the red carpet section before the screening. There were…

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…