
age: 37 (Dec 18, 1974)
MEMBER SINCE: April 2004
occupation: Currently selling my soul to the British higher education system plc whilst the novelistic trilogy the world is waiting for languishes in my head...
fantasy: To divide my time between Paris and Alaska
most humbling moment: Bad trippin' on LSD: I fell off the edge of my mind and never came back...
sign: Sagittarius, the second greatest sign of the zodiac
stats: emasculated
crush: arachne
makes me sad: Aggression, bureaucracy, capitalism. My effective excommunication from the ranks of the sexually active.
i lost my virginity: Slowly... then quickly
body mods: Well, my knees are fucked, does that count?
into: Adorno, Baudelaire, Cruise & Kidman, Deleuze & Guattari, Dylan, Eitzel, Ginsberg, Joyce, Kerouac, Nietzsche, Soderbergh, Springsteen, Tarkovsky, Warhol [list in progress]
makes me happy: Water, guitars, cats, beauty, honesty, the night
- Stanley Cavell, The World Viewed
Here's what I like about Million Dollar Baby: Hilary Swank's smile; the smell of the gym; the training montage; the knock-out montage. You'd have to be Clint Eastwood, I guess, to pull off a classic boxing flick in 2005... Although the other recent movie it reminds me of most is 8 Mile. Back to the blue-collar values of honesty, persistence, hard work, thrift (there's a great line - I forget exactly - where Clint says, 'You keep spending your money on things that aren't important, pretty soon you've got nothing at all'). And, interestingly, these are not family values, but values that necessitate the sacrifice of the family: in both films, a crucial stage in the hero/ine's evolution is passed with the realisation that s/he must leave behind her/his family - or invent her/his own family - in order to achieve her/his potential. 'My darling, my blood,' Clint's last words to Hilary. This is what all great movies are about, there are no exceptions.













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