Film Review

The film, Much Ado about Nothing, directed by Kenneth Branagh and based off the classic Shakespearean novel, was released in the year 1993 and given a mix of reviews. Hal Hinson, from the Washington Post, described the movie as “insubstantial and uninspired”, yet “easy on the eyes”. I wholeheartedly agree with Hinson’s remarks about the film. I thought the setting was gorgeous, the jokes funny, and the celebrities enjoyable. However, after viewing the film, I felt just as Hinson—uninspired. I was unmoved by the actors’ performances. For example, when Hero cried in agony over being falsely accused of unfaithfulness on her wedding day, her facial features appeared almost comical. Moreover, the bright, joyful sun shinning down upon the scene did little to aid the grave mood. Overall, this film gave little justice to Shakespeare’s great work.

Aurevoir les Vacances d'Hiver

If you haven't noticed, my posts are becoming shorter. Despite my previous mention for want of shorter posts, I miss the old length mine used to carry. It made them seem.... more important and worthwhile I guess. Well, I guess not too much can be expected since over the course of winter break, I have been having difficulty finding things to blog about. As you can tell by the date above, I am cutting it close- tonight I cherish the few hours of break I have left. Over break I didn't actually do much reading. I finished Speak, as I blogged about earlier, and also the Royal Diary book, Princess of Versailles. The latter was not very good, but it did help me a bit in my understanding about the French Revolution and the Austria's role in it. My outside reading project is going so-so. I've started it, but barely. Thus far I have a rough outline. I'm very glad it is not due until Friday, for I must as they say "get back in the swing of things". Sure, I had plenty of time to work on it over break, but I've had better things to do. Such as playing Trauma Center: New Blood on my new Wii, or watching the movie Aquamarine countless times, and then forcing my friends to watch it with me. I got the movie over break as a gift from my best friend, and as have not stopped thinking about it since. For some reason this movie has stuck to my heart. It is light, romantic, and funny. But I think the real reason is that the two best friends' relationship in the film is similar to the one I share with mine, and that is something speacial that I will never get sick of watching.

so close, and yet so far

I would like to start this post by complementing a friend of mine on her blog. We will call her Mirman. Unfortunatly I am not highly skilled in the use of technical devices, and can't figure out how to create links to my friends' blogs from mine. Anyway, last night, while I lay in bed staring at my ceiling and contemplating the meaning of life (as I so often do), I figured that everything we do comes back to love. It is why we live, survive, everything we do comes out of love. Wheather it is a hard decision to make, or something else, all we really want is to be loved. If I could chose, the world would only contain love, and no hate. But when difficulties arise in our lives, it is sometimes hard to find love, even though it's what we want the most. This is when hate (sadly) develops. Why is love such a big deal though? It's the closest thing we have to magic. When I read a post from Mirman's blog about Life and Death, it made me think about how close to us they really are. Death could occur chaque jour, in countless ways. But we stay alive searching for something. We know it is too early to die when we haven't found love, and know there is much more of it to discover and share.

Go for It

I've always wanted to act. Really, its true. I've wanted to have to courage to jump on stage in front of a big crowd and give a flawless performance like it was nothing. It's been a long time that I have been musing over this. It's just that theatre seems very intimidating, but I realize that if I want to do something, I should go for it. I don't want to regret not trying an activity I might love. So, I'm signing up for classes at the Guthrie, a great theatre company where the little brother of my good friend preforms. I'm starting small, one class session at a time, but I hope I'm good at it, and if not, that I can improve and hone my skills so that maybe one day, I will be able to take center stage! It's a miracle that regardless, I will continue to play tennis. Who says I can't become a thespian and still participate in athletics?