30 Days of Blogging - Day 18: Your pick!

Alright, since this is a My Choice for Great Justice day, I decided to write about Inception, the latest summer thriller everyone has been buzzing about this week-- and for good reason. It was a great watch. I went to the 1am IMAX showing at Northgate last night (prefunked with some delicious Beth's) and was so glad I did.
Non-spoilerly bits:

-The movie is labeled as a thriller/mystery/mind bender-- it isn't. Unless you aren't paying attention, which you should as it's that kind of movie, everything is neatly explained in a very forward manner, and this continues throughout the rest of the movie until the heist aspect of the movie begins. This certainly isn't a bad thing, not at all, because the story was so strong that I didn't care about the predictability of it. It's refreshing to watch such a movie that doesn't rely on plot twists to be engaging, but on what matters most, the characters and the story.

-Joseph Gordon-Levitt is my new favorite thing. Like any squeeful woman, I went on whims placing Chris Pine and Ryan Reynolds in the same category shortly after Star Trek and X-Men: Wolverine came out, but JGL is different. Okay, yeah, I do find him ridiculously cute, but guy can act. I knew this beforehand, but this was the first time I've seen him portray a character that wasn't quirky, or boyish, or any other label currently reserved for Michael Cerra. No, this JGL is a kick ass man. Like Crispin Glover, but with an All-American boyish look than makes him an unassuming threat upon first appearance.

If JGL has anything near resembling Arthur's sense of humor and bit of suavity, you can come invade my dreams any night!

-This isn't directly related to the movie itself, but all the previews attached to my showing were awesome. HP7, I'M TOTES EXCITED FOR YOU.

Spoilerly bits:

30 Days: Day 17 - An art piece.

I totally did not ignore my blog for several days on end. Nope. I really did post this the day after day 16, promise. I mean, would I lie to you, dear internet? Would I be stingy with my oh so Very Important blog posts? Only Asians are stingy and I clearly am not an-- oh wait, yes I am. MOVING ON.

I thought about doing something sarcastic, tongue in cheek, a joke...something clever. But I decided to go against that because I have this blog, see, this other blog that I sometimes devote attention to but mostly ignore like a red headed step child. Actually, I adore red heads, so maybe an Asian step child. We don't need love since we don't have souls.

Anyway, I thought I'd go ahead and share my favorite sculpture, something I intended to do over there on that blog, but since I hate it and all, I'll share it here first.

*pets Nerdy Rabbit* Yes, mummy loves you best.

Apollo and Daphne by Gian Lorenzo Bernini. Marble.

Skipping all the historical blab that you can surely click for yourself, yes, this is basically a statue monumenting a Greek god attempting to rape a feminine figure. Someone will probably ask me to revoke my feminist card for this, but just hear me out. Considering that the subject matter is so old and is a depiction of a myth AND was created in a time where the feminist ideals we hold dear today were hundreds of years away from being conceived, I'm going to give it a pass.

Plus I just think it's kind of hilarious that Apollo's wood is being cock blocked by Daphne turning into wood.

What I love most about this statue is the technical achievements Bernini was able to produce as well as obviously conveying artistry through how fluid the figures are. Normally sculpture tend to be very ridged because, hey, they're made of rock, and rock is hard to work with, and the more straight lines, the better. But Bernini clearly said to hell with that! and made the whole thing move. Move. It's like a Matrix action sequence permanently stuck on pause.

It's hard to see from this photo, but on top of that, Bernini went all balls out in displaying his technical skills. Notice the drapery wallowing around Apollo's midriff, Daphne's turbulent curls, her entire lower body texture as tree bark, and finally, my favorite bit, her fingers turning into leaves. Leaves that were sculpted so thin that light bleeds through, like real leaves.

The Baroque era often has many negative stigmas attributed to it, and some for rather good reasons (it is fairly gaudy as hell, though not quite as bad as Rococo which would probably suit Edward Cullen quite nicely), but it capitalizes on the idea and continuation of depicting realism in artwork that the Renaissance started.

30 Days: Day 16 - A song that makes you cry.

I'm supposed to pick a song that makes me cry. Uh...I can think of several songs that hold very strong, sometimes sad memories for me, but I can't think of a single one that has ever moved me enough to cry. God Help the Outcasts was probably the closest I ever got to showing any kind of sadness from a song alone, which wasn't a lot. Disney is probably the best at creating these widely known tearjerker moments, but I tend to think that's actually a meld of song and visuals in order to produce that kind of effect.

I cried at the beginning of Up, but I'm fairly certain that had more to do with watching Carl's life unfold than the soundtrack, which certainly helped, but probably didn't take the cake for why everyone was bawling uncontrollably.

On the other hand, these Disney child stars and the alike make me sad inside. Except Zac Efron, he's way too fabulous for all of that.

30 Days: Day 15 - A fanfic.

Today is fanfic day, and in true fanfic fashion, it's time to see how JK Rowling feels about all of this.

30 Days: Day 14 - A non-fiction book.

I'm going to keep this short and to the point as I think the following speaks for itself.

My favorite non-fiction books are The Zombie Survival Guide and How to Survive a Robot Uprising. It's coming.