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About me and the site | Twenty-something male who likes text. Obsessed with things such as books, reality, communication, and one or two tv-shows.

Archives | Things written here since... well, 2001. Some of it is good, some is utter shait.

Books | Books read, not books written. So far I've struggled to maintain unpublished.

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League of GEntlemen, third installment

The third and last season of the League of Gentlemen is odd (there is however a movie in the works). Instead of trying to please as many people as possible and really gain viewers in its last run, the League does something else: it goes darker and weirder and probably losing a few of the more fainthearted viewers in the process. And I though that season two was dark.

Everything is fair game here. Possessed arm transplants from “donators” that wouldn’t miss it, mass death in the local Bed’n’breakfast, and even cruel morgue humour. Then comes the last episode and everything goes. It is dark, mean-spirited, twisted and happy at the same time.

Every episode of the season ends with a cliff-hanger (except for the last one), which is a stroke of genius as all the episodes pick up on the previous cliff-hanger and uses it as a jumpstart for it’s own.

The Prisoner

The Prisoner is neat. I’ve so far only seen the first episode, but the other sixteen will follow almost now. The sequence in the beginning I thought was very similar to the one in Danger Man, but that might be a corrupt memory playing tricks with my mind. And it had twists and famous quotes from the get go. Neat. More fill follow as I progresses through the series.

Kill Bill vol.1

Let’s start this in the chronological order, shall we?

Kill Bill vol 1 is beautiful and really cool. Its core is really a c-action, but it transcends this and surpasses most action movies by far. Some people go on and on about the mass slaughter scene, but really, it is one of the weaker spots. I’m not sure how it looks in the Japanese version where it is in colour, but I believe that it is better when it goes black and white. The reasons are these: in colour everything will look red and as the people sometime run into the light, in the B/w-version they go overexposed which looks wickedly cool. And the grain. Believe me, it’s probably better this way. Don’t get me started on the final duel scene though. I could go on for hours on that alone. Beautiful.

The dialogue in the movie is rather far from Quentin Tarantino’s best. It’s almost like he’s gone a writing class at Skywalker Ranch. But just almost, as this is more than a homage to the old Japanese samurai flicks. The music and the editing must surely be one of Tarantino’s best so far. It meshes perfectly.

Perhaps I’m weird that way, but unlike a lot of people I found it very funny — more of my dark humour later though. But bring on the second part already!

Wonderfalls

Fucking FOX. Can’t someone just LART the fuckers really really hard?

Hicks

Bought and now read all of Love all the people by Bill Hicks. It contains transcripts of a lot of shows he did, treatments for the Counts of the Netherworld as well as letters to both Letterman and Leno. And gosh, wow. It’s good. It’s really good. The man was — and I’ve said this before — a genius.

Sure, it’s not a laugh out loud funny through his whole act like Eddie Izzard’s Dressed to Kill — but then again, not even Izzard himself can live up to that show as he’s never been that funny earlier or later for that matter.

But Hicks had a message, and among comedians that is something rare and wonderful. Instead of just screaming or asking and pondering inane questions, Hicks looked at society with a critical eye and said some uncomfortable things to his audience. We could need him right about now.