It was pretty warm and sunny in Brisbane on Monday. I should have been at the beach. Instead, I took in a double feature of the Darjeeling Limited and No Country for Old Men (note: I think you should see these films and skip reading this blog entry). Wes Andersen and the Cohen Bros. in one afternoon. Woof. Watching these guys' creations, I wonder why I ever think I could make films myself. (Alas, I remember that I haven't tried yet)
I felt a little damaged by art after taking in the films. I was wandering along just getting my head together in the oddly familiar city of Brisbane. After I exited the cinema, my head was full of thoughts and emotions. I felt tired. A film is basically the integral parts of a character's journey through a lapse of time. The film itself is usually about two hours. You can get pretty caught up with the characters and feel a bit like you've been along with them in that time.
After 254 days of travel, 74 cities, and 21 countries I'm already a bit exhausted. So I guess good films with amazing journeys take me a bit further.
I've been having a few days lately that are like a bad film. That is, I don't know where the characters are going, I'm growing bored with the shoddy dialogue, and I almost give up on caring where things will end. I'm just waiting to get out of the theater and get back on with my day. Yes, there are definitely problems in the third act. Heck, I don't even know what act I'm in really.
There's still a chance to bring it all back together for a great ending... I hope. And then what? A sequel perhaps? Who's tired of this analogy? I am.
I'm meeting up with my buddy Jordan and maybe getting together with a friend of Mateja's. Then it's off to Byron Bay, another beach town. Soon, I'll be back in Sydney and then it's goodbye to land of Oz.
Getting on the internet here is a bit difficult and expensive so I'm not sure when I'll get to post again. Go check out the latest photo blog at Life Goes on in Tehran!
I felt a little damaged by art after taking in the films. I was wandering along just getting my head together in the oddly familiar city of Brisbane. After I exited the cinema, my head was full of thoughts and emotions. I felt tired. A film is basically the integral parts of a character's journey through a lapse of time. The film itself is usually about two hours. You can get pretty caught up with the characters and feel a bit like you've been along with them in that time.
After 254 days of travel, 74 cities, and 21 countries I'm already a bit exhausted. So I guess good films with amazing journeys take me a bit further.
I've been having a few days lately that are like a bad film. That is, I don't know where the characters are going, I'm growing bored with the shoddy dialogue, and I almost give up on caring where things will end. I'm just waiting to get out of the theater and get back on with my day. Yes, there are definitely problems in the third act. Heck, I don't even know what act I'm in really.
There's still a chance to bring it all back together for a great ending... I hope. And then what? A sequel perhaps? Who's tired of this analogy? I am.
I'm meeting up with my buddy Jordan and maybe getting together with a friend of Mateja's. Then it's off to Byron Bay, another beach town. Soon, I'll be back in Sydney and then it's goodbye to land of Oz.
Getting on the internet here is a bit difficult and expensive so I'm not sure when I'll get to post again. Go check out the latest photo blog at Life Goes on in Tehran!
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