30 January, 2012
I am sorry that there hasn’t been much going on this blog lately. I blame laptop problems, essays and ultimately my own laziness. I have been occupied with Europe lately. With politics as I, like many, keep reading about the EU and all its problems. I do have to say that Angela Merkel is a woman to admire. It is a bleak time and as a third year student one feels all the worry amongst one’s friends. I am worried as well but cannot help but see it as absolutely fascinating that I have no idea where I will be from a year from now. It is empty, blank and there for me to fill it up with whatever I want or am capable of. I try not to worry as it leads to nothing but stress. I am sure I will be in Europe though, probably northern Europe, hopefully London. Europe fascinates me, as both an idea and geographic reality. I’ve been watching Jonathan Meades documentaries a lot since I discovered his brilliance in his series on France on BBC4 which is on at the moment. He is a journalist who writes mostly about food and architecture. His series on northern Europe is fantastic and is all up on you tube.
16 January, 2012
As a film student I will promptly ignore the films. Yes The Artist seems like a cracking cinematic masterpieace and Meryl is fab. The fashion then? I know that the red carpet on Hollywood award cermonies isn’t the best place to find interesting fashion ideas but come on. Everything has the same siluette. It’s the long dresses with a bit of a fishtale thing going. Yes Tilda Swinton is a godess as usual but even she did the ye’ old “look the skirt is all tight over my bum to then tada-spread out” thing. Angelina Jolie is always very classy but ZZZZZzzzzzz.
But then when Sweden had their biggest fashion award event thingie the other day everyone dressed in black so I don’t really know what I’m shouting for this time. Some variation maybe? Where’s Björk when you need her?
I have no idea who these people are but they look very Swedish fashion. They’re blond, good looking, wear LBD’s and seal killing shoes (my own little knickname and theory on how they afford those massive shoes. Kill seals in Norwaý half the year and then back to Stockholm to be fearce.)
16 January, 2012
Wes Anderson’s new film Moonrise Kingdom. I love that he is a filmmaker that so distinctively has his own cinematic language. You cannot misstake a film of his as someone else’s. That is fantastic but can also be a bit dangerous as there is a risk of repetition. Obvious comment delivered. Just enjoy the trailer.
7 January, 2012
I am reading one of the books I got for christmas which I talked about in the last post; How To Be a Woman by Caitlin Moran. Go and get it now. I don’t care if you go to your local bookshop, steal it off someone in the tube, go to the library or order it online. YOU HAVE TO READ IT! Last night I made my mother listen to me trying to read out my favorite bits but failing as I was laughing so hard. The book is hysterical but that is not the best bit. The best bit is that it’s hysterical and incredibly and amazingly political. She writes about her own life and what she has gone through to be a woman. It’s not theoretical it’s just about how to deal with every day life if you have any basic feminists views. Her chapter on what to call the vagina made me fall over with laughter. I haven’t read it all yet as I want to drag it out a bit like a fine wine or whatever you would like to last for a long time. I will probably scare people on the bus.
What she keeps bringing up and is of great importance is the female body. Or I would like to just put the body. Everyone’s bodies, male or female. Our relationships with our bodies are ludicrous. We all know it. We all have it. It’s mental. We have to change it, bleach it, shave it, reshape it, take weird medicines to look different or in many cases. Just pretend it isn’t there. My hero Stephen Fry keeps going on about him not wanting to have his body. He just wants his head or his brain in a little box and be happy with it. Every time I see him do it I have a strong urge to throw something at the television and shout “No Stephen! Stop! You wouldn’t be you without your body would you!”
We seem to be unable to just live in our bodies. To just let them be. It’s either in our way like we somehow could park them somewhere and let it be for a while (you are your body you idiot) or you spend all your wakening hours trying to fix it. Example; That horrible show The Gladiators which is now back on Swedish Television. That’s not bodies, that plastic! Oh and the average model’s weight have dropped 10 kilos over the past 10 years. How about that thought.
3 January, 2012
Hello everyone and Happy New Year!
I am sorry for the lack of posts lately but it has been Christmas and New Years and all those family hollidays when one just feel like laying in a sofa watching telly and eating way to much food. I hope everyone had an enjoyable little brake. Now it’s back to buisness though. Let’s talk christmas presents. Everyone in my family usually end up with a stack of books and this year was no exception. What do you think? A bit of McQueen, Woolf, Film Criticism and Feminism.