V for … watchers or doers?

(This is all entirely based on my opinion of course, I’m not saying I’m right.)

I read this article by Liz Miller at bookslut.com about V for Vendetta, both the graphic novel and the movie. (Well moreso the movie than the comic.)

I have to disagree with her on the ending. The ending was my favorite part. ^^; When everyone’s marching and … I sure hope people realize this post has spoilers, considering I’m talking about the ending. When the police/military/whatever they are end up standing down and the public rushes past them, climbing over the barricade, it made me shiver, in a good way.

It’s probably because we’re looking at it from two different perspectives. She’d already read the comic, so she was set up for one ending, whereas I hadn’t and all I knew was the current political environment, so the movie’s ending was completely new and different for me.

Considering how low voter turnout is in America, I liked that idea of all these people deciding to (at least) go outside and strive for change. True, they didn’t really do anything of action. But each did show one more person who wanted something different from the government. That’s what I got out of it. Don’t sit at home and think about yourself first.

Aside from that … I’m afraid I didn’t get much out of the graphic novel. It’s probably my fault; I stayed up late reading it, so obviously my reading comprehension went down. I should read it again. One thing I definitely liked was that each person had a story, they weren’t just cardboard representations, placeholders (for example, the chancellor). There was also more of a developed relationship between V and Evey (and not the OMG kiss already! kind) that I could understand. But in the movie I liked Finch better. :b He didn’t go mad and go on an LSD trip! Although the scene where V talks to Finch reeks of a quick explanation for me now. Boo. (Actually it’s better this way. It now gives me an excuse for not comprehending it the first time. *laugh*)

To Be

I saw this animated short* on YouTube, I thought it was interesting.

I think the copy would just have another soul, if indeed it did get another soul (maybe it wouldn’t, and it would just be a pile of flesh? or maybe it would, but it wouldn’t be God-given, and therefore be horribly rotten?).

But ignoring the soul aspect, you kind of wonder. I guess it’s got the cloning idea in it a bit. So from a purely atheistic, DNA view, they’re the same exact person, so is there a problem with destroying the original? And if the original were destroyed, is the copy an exact copy and same person, or (basing on the end of the cartoon) does the copy have no ties to the original, and can start a new life?

*grin*

(The other videos that user has uploaded are neat too. Maybe not as philosophical.)

* Alternate link to animated short film video

list of (stressful) wants

Ahh! I haven’t updated here in a while. >.> School is getting to me. Two and a half weeks left of the quarter!

List of stuff I want to do:

  1. register a domain and transfer (or copy some) stuff from Elsewhere to there, so I can add it in my resume
    (I want to show that I know webdesign (somewhat) but I don’t exactly feel like including my personal domains in something I’m giving to potential employers >_>)
  2. ✓ make a [fanlisting for a Japanese movie (link to Rajio no Jikan fl)] I saw recently
  3. ✓ make a new layout for fsnet and also smcasmin
  4. ✓ go home, be done with classes!!
  5. ✓ be done with writing my lab reports
    (I don’t want to write them, I want to be done with writing them. ;b)
  6. ✓ sign a lease for an apartment! o_o I need a place to stay next year where I won’t be imposing on my aunt and uncle!

Howl’s standstill castle

(First, I’d like to mention that I talked to my mom today, and she said she was looking at our city’s sanitation website where she found out that we can recycle plastics. Did you hear that? No specifications [I think it was something like 1, 2, 6 when I was a kid, lately it was 1–5], nothing, just that all-encompassing word, plastics. I can now recycle styrofoam, folks, do you realize how excited this makes me? My mom said she’s throwing out only one bag of trash every week, the trash can is so empty, and the recycling bin is practically overflowing. Oh my heart, it races.)

(On to the real interesting post.)

I finished Howl’s Moving Castle on Sunday. When I closed the book, I was grinning, the story made me so happy and thoroughly satisfied. It’s even better than the movie. Although the movie’s still good. It’s just, you know, a shortened and simplified and prettified version. And it’s a bit different than the book. I don’t know if it’s bad. It’s Miyazaki, so I’m biased. I like both the book and the movie. But I’d choose the book over the movie.

The problem I have now is, well, I finished the book! No more moving castle to read about, no Sophie and Howl to join while they go about pretending the other isn’t important. I miss the book. :( (I can’t tell if it’s sad or a sign of a good reader and a good book that I miss these characters so much.)

I just had a thought. I should go buy Castle in the Air. It’s sort of a sequel. Howl and Sophie are in it, but they’re not main characters, I don’t think. ^^’ That makes me a little happy.

I kind of wanted to point out all the differences between the book and the movie … just because. But I figure that no one would want to read it (unless they don’t mind being spoiled, or they’ve already read the book, the latter being highly unlikely). Also, I’m typing this entry up rather late, and seeing as my sleep schedule recently is already messed up enough … I shall skip the contrasting.

For now. muahahaha …

blog-ness

I started this blog as a public version of my online diary, mainly for SM00 (who I don’t think reads this anymore). I recorded my day’s events here for a while. I don’t remember what changed that. Now I barely post anything personal here.

I tried becoming one of those bloggers with opinions, posting my thoughts, but I didn’t have so many thoughts outside myself. Then I wanted to have a kind of blog like Natalia’s. (I don’t know what kind of blog that is. Sort of personal.) But how could I have a blog for myself if I kept expecting people to comment, and not writing more entries if people didn’t comment?

(I suppose I should say “a blog for myself” would pretty much translate to an online public diary. Yes I know that sounds stupid and is stupid. It’s just what I wanted to do.)

So I turned off comments, just so that I would be keeping up my blog and writing entries solely for myself.

But now I feel lonely, and like this blog really were “a big dark echoing room” with no one but myself. On go the comments, and hopefully I’ll manage to keep my mind off of them, and still write whatever, for myself.

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