Elizabeth Gilbert wrote Eat, Pray, Love. The epic woman's tale of finding yourself in foreign lands after a torturous divorce and rebound relationship gone wrong. Ostensibly, this book is everything that I, and any woman familiar with self-loathing and flagellation after being steamrolled by "man," could hope to read. It should appeal very particularly to women with firm groundings in feminist and independent female thought. Yet, I got maybe forty pages in before I dropped it on my bookshelf in disgust. (The first twenty-five pages is morose and self-pitying, with overly perverse depictions of her balled up on bathroom floors sobbing into tile. Really, uplifting. Try reading it.) I should go back and muscle through the pity since her trips to Italy and India are apparently transcendent vicarious experiences. Especially given my upcoming "walkabout" in Europe. But in the meantime, I'll just post the talk she gave at TED in Long Beach a couple days ago.
She talks about being a writer to some extent, but mostly she discusses the origins of creativity, and why it's often thought of as a torturous and soul depleting process in recent years as opposed to -- wait for it -- the blessing of an unknown being, inspiration from on high, or simply being in the right place at the right time.
I live in San Francisco, so mind you I am big on understanding. (Momma See last night actually said, "You're so tolerant with people. Maybe you shouldn't always be so tolerant, because until you demand, people won't perform.") Since moving home from Boston, I've become a little too "oh, you're such a special little snowflake" for my own tastes. But what Gilbert is suggesting -- the Daemon, deity, or whatever you want to call it, who visits you as you're working and imbues your work with creative genius -- is both the best and most ludicrous presentation of the creative process I've heard in awhile. I believe in the concept of divine inspiration. It's been around for millenia, and if anything I think talent and ability are gifts given before we're aware of their existence. But mostly, and I am a bit biased, I think Gilbert is a bit of a gas bag. My guess is she gave the speech as some disclaimer to how potentially bad her next book is going to be. Then again, if I were in her shoes (and really, who am I to critique since I'm not a New York Times bestselling author, now am I?) I would probably feel the same way.
I suppose what I'm trying to say is, she brings up an interesting idea about how we find inspiration. Or, rather, how we pursue inspiration by writing endlessly in spite of the long bouts of uninspiration between one good piece and another. But I hate that she presents it as this idea unique to her and a very select few. Many writers and artists, with the exception of the ultra narcissistic ones, feel that there is an ebb and flow to their talent. When there's an ebb, they usually start praying to God or bartering with the devil to get the slightest hint of creative ability. While I was at Robert Mckee's seminar last march, one of the best pieces of wisdom he offered us (and one which will stick with me probably for the rest of my life) is that 90% of what you write is going to be absolute shit. But you keep writing so you can get the 10% that is absolute gold.
Hopefully my diatribe hasn't swayed you from watching the twenty minutes of her talk. If you've never thought about the creative process in this way before, it's worth hearing just so you can turn it over in your head a few times. I'll give Gilbert credit for that. You're not the only one who thought that up, but keep spreading the gospel, sister, apparently that's what you're best at.
P.S. Does anyone else think she seems kind of like she's trying to look like Steve Jobs at MacWorld?
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Monday, January 7, 2008
Strippers Write Good Too!
Happy New Year all! Blessings, good tidings, prosperity, longevity, um... suddenly I feel like a tweaked out fortune cookie.
Fresh back from a screening of Juno, and I must say, mad ups to Diablo Cody for her writing skills, and the cast for their tres bien performances. For anyone who doesn't know: Juno is the story of a hilariously caustic sixteen year old who decides to keep a child from an unplanned pregnancy. It documents the journey from her finding out, to her plans for adoption with a happy suburban couple, and the eventualities of her courageous and difficult decisions.
Diablo Cody, whose experience stripping is featured in her very own book, is the brilliant mind behind the screenplay. It's witty, snarky, and yet emotionally poignant in a non-cloying way. Shocking and unbelievable, yes I know. So many movies these days go for that hilarity and emotionality balance, and rarely manage to find it. (I may get blasted for this, but case in point, Superbad or Knocked Up). Somehow it always hits slightly off the mark. Cody's characters are three dimensional in a very human, likable way. I'd say it's fairly uncommon for almost all the characters to convey their vulnerability while maintaining witty banter. That is, of course, due much in part to the actors themselves. Ellen Page is stellar at portraying Juno. I'm such a huge fan of dry/witty comedic timing, and dang does this girl got some. Allison Janney, as always, holds her own with searing on screen tongue lashings. Anyone familiar with 10 Things I Hate About You (See shakes pompoms) will remember the turgid moments in the office with Heath Ledger and Julia Stiles. I could gush on and on about the film, but this should suffice and I'll just say this: go see it if you're in the mood for something that will make you laugh and make you think.
In other entertainment related news, Guitar Hero III is terribly addicting, but I recommend it to everyone. One of the many songs worth a listen to from their soundtrack is Superbus's Radio Song. Go French Rock! I publicize this, and not others, because that's one I'm sure most of us aren't too familiar with since the majority of the tracks are American Rock. Busy weeks ahead, so onwards we go into 2008 with many fortune cookie-like happy tidings from me to you. Here, I'll even put a smiley just to prove it. :)
Fresh back from a screening of Juno, and I must say, mad ups to Diablo Cody for her writing skills, and the cast for their tres bien performances. For anyone who doesn't know: Juno is the story of a hilariously caustic sixteen year old who decides to keep a child from an unplanned pregnancy. It documents the journey from her finding out, to her plans for adoption with a happy suburban couple, and the eventualities of her courageous and difficult decisions.
Diablo Cody, whose experience stripping is featured in her very own book, is the brilliant mind behind the screenplay. It's witty, snarky, and yet emotionally poignant in a non-cloying way. Shocking and unbelievable, yes I know. So many movies these days go for that hilarity and emotionality balance, and rarely manage to find it. (I may get blasted for this, but case in point, Superbad or Knocked Up). Somehow it always hits slightly off the mark. Cody's characters are three dimensional in a very human, likable way. I'd say it's fairly uncommon for almost all the characters to convey their vulnerability while maintaining witty banter. That is, of course, due much in part to the actors themselves. Ellen Page is stellar at portraying Juno. I'm such a huge fan of dry/witty comedic timing, and dang does this girl got some. Allison Janney, as always, holds her own with searing on screen tongue lashings. Anyone familiar with 10 Things I Hate About You (See shakes pompoms) will remember the turgid moments in the office with Heath Ledger and Julia Stiles. I could gush on and on about the film, but this should suffice and I'll just say this: go see it if you're in the mood for something that will make you laugh and make you think.
In other entertainment related news, Guitar Hero III is terribly addicting, but I recommend it to everyone. One of the many songs worth a listen to from their soundtrack is Superbus's Radio Song. Go French Rock! I publicize this, and not others, because that's one I'm sure most of us aren't too familiar with since the majority of the tracks are American Rock. Busy weeks ahead, so onwards we go into 2008 with many fortune cookie-like happy tidings from me to you. Here, I'll even put a smiley just to prove it. :)
Sunday, October 7, 2007
Some Vapid Reflections
First, no reviews for blowfish this weekend, due to what we'll call "corporate issues" (read: D-ha stuck in office a slave to the job) thus there was no partaking of sushi and fun drinks. I will, however, say that if anyone is out in Palo Alto, or Los Gatos... I suppose Silicon Valley in general, there is something intriguing about that scene which I can't quite put my finger on. Most likely the fact that everyone there is quite young, way too wealthy, and just sucking up the good life like nobody's business as they ride the wave of their brilliance. The highlight of my escapades on University Ave was most definitely the fabulously quasi-Euro trash guy pushing thirty and rocking out on the dance floor ... with a sweatshirt tied around his hips. FYI to all guys who are nervous about their dancing skills: his enthusiasm totally outweighed anything about his appearance, because he was surrounded by a circle of at least six or seven girls. What a contrast to discuss this in a post immediately after the Congo, ugh, I believe this feeling is called "self-loathing."
Second, kicking myself into high gear so life can be brought into existence. You can wait around for life to happen, or you can make it happen. I think. I am 20-something See, hear me roar.
Third, when attempting to figure out your "life," good ways to drown your sorrows/keep you chugging along, are: Gossip Girl (that's my second plug and I can claim a couple converts so far), Mint Green Tea, pillows, and Ben and Jerry's Strawberry Cheesecake ice cream. Mm, unhealthy sustenance. Crossing my fingers for one of the interim jobs to come through while I figure out the actual job.
Yeah, these posts are decidedly lame and poorly written. I guess even I function better during the "work" week.
Hah, all I want to do is sign off: xoxo, Gossip Girl. Some quick thoughts on that, it really is just that fun to watch. For those of you who enjoyed the OC, Josh Schwartz is a producer for the show and, I'm fairly certain, also a writer. Though the story lines are picked up from the novel series by Cecily von Ziegesar, Schwartz has done a great job of distilling plot points and showing well-rounded characters -- all while keeping his snark-tastic teens believably evil and warm-hearted. I'll definitely be disappointed if the show is canceled before it has a chance to blossom. It's also less bop-y than the OC, probably due to the story's placement in New York City. But, that could just be my slightly anti-socal mentality coming through. Oh, and also, for any Veronica Mars fans out there, the snidely witty voice of Gossip Girl is none other than Kristen Bell. She is so on with the timing, and phrasing, of her biting remarks. Keep an ear out for "fuster-cluck" in the second episode. At this point, the CW should really pay me for helping them out with their advertising.
Yikes. Let's hope that tomorrow's post is slightly more intelligent and, uh, substantial. Ugh.
Second, kicking myself into high gear so life can be brought into existence. You can wait around for life to happen, or you can make it happen. I think. I am 20-something See, hear me roar.
Third, when attempting to figure out your "life," good ways to drown your sorrows/keep you chugging along, are: Gossip Girl (that's my second plug and I can claim a couple converts so far), Mint Green Tea, pillows, and Ben and Jerry's Strawberry Cheesecake ice cream. Mm, unhealthy sustenance. Crossing my fingers for one of the interim jobs to come through while I figure out the actual job.
Yeah, these posts are decidedly lame and poorly written. I guess even I function better during the "work" week.
Hah, all I want to do is sign off: xoxo, Gossip Girl. Some quick thoughts on that, it really is just that fun to watch. For those of you who enjoyed the OC, Josh Schwartz is a producer for the show and, I'm fairly certain, also a writer. Though the story lines are picked up from the novel series by Cecily von Ziegesar, Schwartz has done a great job of distilling plot points and showing well-rounded characters -- all while keeping his snark-tastic teens believably evil and warm-hearted. I'll definitely be disappointed if the show is canceled before it has a chance to blossom. It's also less bop-y than the OC, probably due to the story's placement in New York City. But, that could just be my slightly anti-socal mentality coming through. Oh, and also, for any Veronica Mars fans out there, the snidely witty voice of Gossip Girl is none other than Kristen Bell. She is so on with the timing, and phrasing, of her biting remarks. Keep an ear out for "fuster-cluck" in the second episode. At this point, the CW should really pay me for helping them out with their advertising.
Yikes. Let's hope that tomorrow's post is slightly more intelligent and, uh, substantial. Ugh.
Friday, October 5, 2007
Guilty Pleasures
In the form of well-written, if not slightly smutty, CW television shows. I made a snarky reference in passing to Gossip Girl in my first post because I hadn't watched it, but had definitely heard a bit of the hype. Long story short, free iTunes downloads are fun and I gave Gossip Girl a chance.
And I was not disappointed. I'm sure I'm getting some scoffs right now. I will say that this show while pretty well-written is definitely of the Dawson's Creek variety.The so-called "prep-school kids" look like they were my classmates (and in fact the majority of them could have been being born between '85-'87) and talk like some of my friends at their wittiest. I hesitate to say this since I might just be enamored of the show because it's smutty and awesome, but I venture to say that the scripts are pretty engaging. I lose interest in shows quickly if they're not well-scripted, and I watched all three episodes of the show in two days. I'd say I'm involved.
I'll admit, though, that my interest might actually be due to the cat-fighting that the female leads do. Funny enough, I admire all of it. It's underhanded and backstabbing at its best, but so far hasn't devolved into transparent manipulation. Pre-meditated? Definitely. Outright bitchy? Of course. But happily it hasn't gotten to smarmy interactions (yet) where everyone tries to logically explain how the completely despicable course their about to take actually makes them a good person in God's eyes because of blah blah blah. One order of insta-vomit coming right up.
The characters are smart-ish. Well, the female leads are. They fight dirty and they're damn good at it. But they fight dirty in social settings where all you can do is smile and do your damndest to come up with halfway decent explanation and quickly exit. I love it because it's less on the teen angst where you sit around and whine, more on the "f you I'm going to do something about it."
Let me point this out before someone else does: I'm probably reliving college. Four months out and I'm already missing it. Painful though it was during, I'd be lying if I denied that fighting (or was that socializing?) with some of the smartest, wiliest, craziest, most backstabbing women in the country weren't some of the best years of my life. So, if you want to see how bad the fighting could get (because I did see it get close to that bad a few times) take a look at Gossip Girl. I guarantee that I'm not the only halfway intelligent person who finds it an incredibly satisfying guilty pleasure.
And I was not disappointed. I'm sure I'm getting some scoffs right now. I will say that this show while pretty well-written is definitely of the Dawson's Creek variety.The so-called "prep-school kids" look like they were my classmates (and in fact the majority of them could have been being born between '85-'87) and talk like some of my friends at their wittiest. I hesitate to say this since I might just be enamored of the show because it's smutty and awesome, but I venture to say that the scripts are pretty engaging. I lose interest in shows quickly if they're not well-scripted, and I watched all three episodes of the show in two days. I'd say I'm involved.
I'll admit, though, that my interest might actually be due to the cat-fighting that the female leads do. Funny enough, I admire all of it. It's underhanded and backstabbing at its best, but so far hasn't devolved into transparent manipulation. Pre-meditated? Definitely. Outright bitchy? Of course. But happily it hasn't gotten to smarmy interactions (yet) where everyone tries to logically explain how the completely despicable course their about to take actually makes them a good person in God's eyes because of blah blah blah. One order of insta-vomit coming right up.
The characters are smart-ish. Well, the female leads are. They fight dirty and they're damn good at it. But they fight dirty in social settings where all you can do is smile and do your damndest to come up with halfway decent explanation and quickly exit. I love it because it's less on the teen angst where you sit around and whine, more on the "f you I'm going to do something about it."
Let me point this out before someone else does: I'm probably reliving college. Four months out and I'm already missing it. Painful though it was during, I'd be lying if I denied that fighting (or was that socializing?) with some of the smartest, wiliest, craziest, most backstabbing women in the country weren't some of the best years of my life. So, if you want to see how bad the fighting could get (because I did see it get close to that bad a few times) take a look at Gossip Girl. I guarantee that I'm not the only halfway intelligent person who finds it an incredibly satisfying guilty pleasure.
Thursday, October 4, 2007
Cha-ya
So, I figure since I'm still in San Francisco and enjoying all its culinary delights, I might as well throw up my own little restaurant reviews. If not for the general public (because, really, who stumbles onto this site and reads it? Currently, no one, but one day perhaps the WORLD haha) then at least for all of you guys. For those of you here in the bay, and in case anyone from back east (or elsewhere in the world) decides to visit San Francisco, then at least you can have some ideas not just from chowhound. (If you haven't frequented that site, you really should, it has great food recommendations for a good number of cities in the US.)
Rating system:
Boo -- I will not be trying this ever again.
Ehh -- I'd give it another go, if there's really nothing else.
Yay! -- Totally going to try this again.
So, Tuesday night I tried out Cha-ya on Valencia in the Mission with D-Ha (names have been changed to protect people's privacy). We actually stumbled upon this place since we were trying to go to Osha Thai (the Mission one) and both recognized the name, so opted to try this instead.
Cha-ya is Vegetarian Japanese Cuisine, so it's an ideal place for any PETA fans. The decor is very laidback, with a counter and stools running along the front window and something like 15-20 other tables in the restaurant, it's a moderately sized restaurant with a cozy environment. It reminded me a bit of Noodle Cafes in Hong Kong, but obviously cleaner than a lot of those. Since it's in the Mission, everyone I saw there was young and um... hip (I reserve my thoughts on this for another post), but it's obviously a very open environment because immediately upon sitting down a table had a birthday celebration, and the entire restaurant chimed in singing. Service is great, even though there was a bit of a wait to order, the waitress was very polite and anytime that we ever needed anything the response was prompt and well thought out. (Bringing extra spoons and dishes, sometimes without us even asking etc.)
D-Ha and I ordered:
Agedashi Tofu
Sunomono
Veggie Tempura with Hot Udon
Pear Compote (for dessert)
One Large Asahi Super Dry (from the bottle! Yay!)
1. Agedashi Tofu: I was a little less than satisfied with this, but I actually only ate this after it had been on the table for about 15 minutes. I'm used to having the little flakes (ingredient unknown) on top though, and there weren't any. D-Ha seemed to really enjoy it, though, after handling the initial issues of sufficiently dousing each piece of Tofu in sauce. Also, this comes out hot, so try not to shove a whole piece in your mouth like D-Ha did. Though, it will provide much entertainment to other people in your party, haha! (Rating: Ehh)
2. Sunomono: This was interesting, but nothing mind blowing. Cucumbers, radish, rice noodles, seaweed etc. The interesting additions, though, were roasted soybeans and raisins (!). Otherwise, heavy on the vinegar but light on other seasonings, and generally not tasty unless used as a palette cleanser. (Rating: Ehh)
3. Veggie Tempura with Hot Udon: I really enjoyed this. The broth was different than most I've tried, light and tasty (though, perhaps a bit salty -- D-Ha vehemently agrees), and the noodles were pretty al dente so I was happy about that. The tempura was well done, not too much batter, and the presentation as a little tee-pee of veggies was quite cute. I'd never had asparagus tempura, and I'll say that I don't think asparagus should be tempura-ized, but otherwise the squash, mushroom, carrots etc. were fabulouso. (Rating: Yay!)
4. Pear Compote: Yummy pear slightly submerged in vanilla soymilk topped with green tea sauce and some soybean granule type things on top. Served cold, this was super tasty. A nice healthy end to a good meal. The green tea sauce and soybean balls on top are totally the kicker. I advise against drinking the soymilk, unless you like unsweetened soymilk. (Rating: Yay!)
5. Asahi Super-Dry: duh. Came from the bottle. Kicked ass. (Rating: Yay!)
Anyways, this whole meal was all priced somewhat modestly at around $38.00, including tip! Also, they only accept Cash so don't be whippin' out your Visa, but they do have an ATM inside the restaurant for convenience. (2 dollar fees and all that... I had to use it.) We didn't get to try any of the sushi this time, but there are plans in the future to return and try out their other dishes. On the whole, Cha-Ya ranks a Yay! and I will be re-visiting them hopefully sometime soon. As a sidenote, I really enjoyed their dishware. It was cute and very apt to their vibe.
Keep an eye out for the other Chaya of Japanese/French fusion influence and Blowfish Sushi (coming this weekend!) which is known more for their drinks than their sushi... but hey, we'll see how that goes, I guess.
Rating system:
Boo -- I will not be trying this ever again.
Ehh -- I'd give it another go, if there's really nothing else.
Yay! -- Totally going to try this again.
So, Tuesday night I tried out Cha-ya on Valencia in the Mission with D-Ha (names have been changed to protect people's privacy). We actually stumbled upon this place since we were trying to go to Osha Thai (the Mission one) and both recognized the name, so opted to try this instead.
Cha-ya is Vegetarian Japanese Cuisine, so it's an ideal place for any PETA fans. The decor is very laidback, with a counter and stools running along the front window and something like 15-20 other tables in the restaurant, it's a moderately sized restaurant with a cozy environment. It reminded me a bit of Noodle Cafes in Hong Kong, but obviously cleaner than a lot of those. Since it's in the Mission, everyone I saw there was young and um... hip (I reserve my thoughts on this for another post), but it's obviously a very open environment because immediately upon sitting down a table had a birthday celebration, and the entire restaurant chimed in singing. Service is great, even though there was a bit of a wait to order, the waitress was very polite and anytime that we ever needed anything the response was prompt and well thought out. (Bringing extra spoons and dishes, sometimes without us even asking etc.)
D-Ha and I ordered:
Agedashi Tofu
Sunomono
Veggie Tempura with Hot Udon
Pear Compote (for dessert)
One Large Asahi Super Dry (from the bottle! Yay!)
1. Agedashi Tofu: I was a little less than satisfied with this, but I actually only ate this after it had been on the table for about 15 minutes. I'm used to having the little flakes (ingredient unknown) on top though, and there weren't any. D-Ha seemed to really enjoy it, though, after handling the initial issues of sufficiently dousing each piece of Tofu in sauce. Also, this comes out hot, so try not to shove a whole piece in your mouth like D-Ha did. Though, it will provide much entertainment to other people in your party, haha! (Rating: Ehh)
2. Sunomono: This was interesting, but nothing mind blowing. Cucumbers, radish, rice noodles, seaweed etc. The interesting additions, though, were roasted soybeans and raisins (!). Otherwise, heavy on the vinegar but light on other seasonings, and generally not tasty unless used as a palette cleanser. (Rating: Ehh)
3. Veggie Tempura with Hot Udon: I really enjoyed this. The broth was different than most I've tried, light and tasty (though, perhaps a bit salty -- D-Ha vehemently agrees), and the noodles were pretty al dente so I was happy about that. The tempura was well done, not too much batter, and the presentation as a little tee-pee of veggies was quite cute. I'd never had asparagus tempura, and I'll say that I don't think asparagus should be tempura-ized, but otherwise the squash, mushroom, carrots etc. were fabulouso. (Rating: Yay!)
4. Pear Compote: Yummy pear slightly submerged in vanilla soymilk topped with green tea sauce and some soybean granule type things on top. Served cold, this was super tasty. A nice healthy end to a good meal. The green tea sauce and soybean balls on top are totally the kicker. I advise against drinking the soymilk, unless you like unsweetened soymilk. (Rating: Yay!)
5. Asahi Super-Dry: duh. Came from the bottle. Kicked ass. (Rating: Yay!)
Anyways, this whole meal was all priced somewhat modestly at around $38.00, including tip! Also, they only accept Cash so don't be whippin' out your Visa, but they do have an ATM inside the restaurant for convenience. (2 dollar fees and all that... I had to use it.) We didn't get to try any of the sushi this time, but there are plans in the future to return and try out their other dishes. On the whole, Cha-Ya ranks a Yay! and I will be re-visiting them hopefully sometime soon. As a sidenote, I really enjoyed their dishware. It was cute and very apt to their vibe.
Keep an eye out for the other Chaya of Japanese/French fusion influence and Blowfish Sushi (coming this weekend!) which is known more for their drinks than their sushi... but hey, we'll see how that goes, I guess.
Lake of Fire
The new documentary by the director of American History X, Tony Kaye, apparently opened today in Manhattan. His topic of choice? Abortion. But this isn't your run of the mill documentary, it's done in black and white and the research period for it is nothing to sniff at.
After 16 years of research for this film, it's finally coming out in all its bombastic glory. Or maybe bombastic isn't the right word. From the review in the nytimes (my baby newspaper -- "you should just jack your head into the nytimes," thanks, big brother) it's apparently an incredibly graphic and gruesome (aka potentially realistic?) portrayal of abortion. The critic who reviewed the movie seemed to think that you were supposed to gauge Kaye's personal views on the issue based on how he juxtaposed images, sounds and concepts. I was about to rip into that and say that maybe he wasn't trying to convey a view, but I suppose I really shouldn't since I sit around analyzing texts all the time and purporting to understand the author's "intentions" for their audience through a scene of dialogue. Yay hypocrisy! Regardless, since the film seems to be interview based I am very curious to see how this will be spun, since splicing interviews and people's commentaries can be very touchy.
And as for my personal thoughts on the abortion issue, I'm pro-abortion rights, but I'm not necessarily pro-abortion? But, that doesn't mean I'll judge anyone for having or not having one. Maybe I'll change my mind after that movie though. Although, I seriously doubt that, cause if for some reason I were faced with that decision, I know it wouldn't be easy. Which would mean that whatever choice I came to would probably be one that I had turned over many times in my head. Either way, I still think it's better to give women the option, because (and apparently the movie addresses a situation like this) the underground alternatives that people could/would try would definitely lead to much worse outcomes than if they could get it taken care of in a safe, sterile, and cared for environment.
Anyways, review to come when I've actually seen it. Whee!
After 16 years of research for this film, it's finally coming out in all its bombastic glory. Or maybe bombastic isn't the right word. From the review in the nytimes (my baby newspaper -- "you should just jack your head into the nytimes," thanks, big brother) it's apparently an incredibly graphic and gruesome (aka potentially realistic?) portrayal of abortion. The critic who reviewed the movie seemed to think that you were supposed to gauge Kaye's personal views on the issue based on how he juxtaposed images, sounds and concepts. I was about to rip into that and say that maybe he wasn't trying to convey a view, but I suppose I really shouldn't since I sit around analyzing texts all the time and purporting to understand the author's "intentions" for their audience through a scene of dialogue. Yay hypocrisy! Regardless, since the film seems to be interview based I am very curious to see how this will be spun, since splicing interviews and people's commentaries can be very touchy.
And as for my personal thoughts on the abortion issue, I'm pro-abortion rights, but I'm not necessarily pro-abortion? But, that doesn't mean I'll judge anyone for having or not having one. Maybe I'll change my mind after that movie though. Although, I seriously doubt that, cause if for some reason I were faced with that decision, I know it wouldn't be easy. Which would mean that whatever choice I came to would probably be one that I had turned over many times in my head. Either way, I still think it's better to give women the option, because (and apparently the movie addresses a situation like this) the underground alternatives that people could/would try would definitely lead to much worse outcomes than if they could get it taken care of in a safe, sterile, and cared for environment.
Anyways, review to come when I've actually seen it. Whee!
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