Talking about love is like dancing about architecture. Have you seen that film? It was meant to be called Dancing About Architecture but who'd really know what that was about? So they called it Playing By Heart, instead. And they just had a 23-year-old, red-headed Angelina Jolie spout the thesis line right at the beginning. Which, as plans, go is not half bad.
Anyway. In Playing By Heart. Red-headed Angelina Jolie falls for blue-haired Ryan Phillippe (who btw, is Ryan PHIL-ee-pee, apparently. Thanks, youtube, for answering a life-long query). Despite blue-haired Ryan Phillippe's bad case of the gay-face, there's also another teeny thing stopping their love from blossoming: HIV.
The above spoiler (highlight to view) is near the only thing missing from the cramazing trailer which just about gives you the entire film in 2'29". Angelina Jolie, Ryan Phillippe, Sean Connery, Gena Rowlands, Gillian Anderson, Jon Stewart, Madeleine Stowe, Dennis Quaid and Anthony Edwards are the so-called star-studded cast. Along with Ellen Burstyn and Jay Mohr, whose storyline (of a mother saying goodbye to her dying son) is the other, conspicuously absent, thing.
The sum comes across as a guilty pleasure of alternately quippy, depressing, charming, HOTT and overwritten parts. I mean, when your synopsis starts: "Eleven articulate people work through affairs of the heart in L.A." you gots problemz.
Anyway. In Playing By Heart. Red-headed Angelina Jolie falls for blue-haired Ryan Phillippe (who btw, is Ryan PHIL-ee-pee, apparently. Thanks, youtube, for answering a life-long query). Despite blue-haired Ryan Phillippe's bad case of the gay-face, there's also another teeny thing stopping their love from blossoming: HIV.
[Spoiler Alert].
The above spoiler (highlight to view) is near the only thing missing from the cramazing trailer which just about gives you the entire film in 2'29". Angelina Jolie, Ryan Phillippe, Sean Connery, Gena Rowlands, Gillian Anderson, Jon Stewart, Madeleine Stowe, Dennis Quaid and Anthony Edwards are the so-called star-studded cast. Along with Ellen Burstyn and Jay Mohr, whose storyline (of a mother saying goodbye to her dying son) is the other, conspicuously absent, thing.
The sum comes across as a guilty pleasure of alternately quippy, depressing, charming, HOTT and overwritten parts. I mean, when your synopsis starts: "Eleven articulate people work through affairs of the heart in L.A." you gots problemz.
hott[hɒtt]: adjective, hot⋅ter, hot⋅test, adverb, verb, hot⋅ted, hot⋅ting, noun
–adjective
1. see above.
Το 'χα πρωτοδεί στον ΑΝΤ1 τις τελευταίες μέρες πριν φύγω για Αγγλία. (Ναι, Ελληνικά! Δε θα το γυρίσω τελείως). Οπότε πρέπει να 'ταν 2003. Έτοιμος να την κάνω για σπουδές, πρώτη φορά που αποχωρίζομαι το σπίτι και το φάμιλυ, ξημερώματα... Κλάαααααααμα. Κλάμα με το Τζέη Μορ και την Έλλεν τη Μπέρστιιιιιν. Σπουδαία ηθοποιός. Να δέιτε το Άλις Ντάζν'τ Λιβ Χήαρ Ένημορ - αριστούργημα. Για να 'μαστε ξεκάθαροι, πριν απο αυτό είχα να κλάψω σε ταινία χρόνια. Κυριολεκτικά, χρόνια. Και μ' αυτήν τη μετριότητα το Πλέηνγκ Μπάη Χάρτ, σα ν' άνοιξε ένα φράγμα.
Βάλε κάτι η Αντζελίνα με το Φιλι-ΠΥ κι ο τραγικός τους έρως, βάλε ο αποχαιρετισμός Μορ/Μπέρστην, βάλε και την τρελή ταύτιση του δικού μου του αποχωρισμού με τα πάντα. Κι από τότε ό,τι αρρώστια και χτικιό -αν έχει μέσα γιο και μάνα- εγώ γίνομαι Το Κράηνγκ Πούσυ. Είναι έγκυρη η έκφραση, έχει τη σφραγίδα των Βρυξελλών...
What the fuck was my point? Oh! Right. I love Playing By Heart but for the wrong reasons. It got to me because I was willing -and due to my circumstances so very prone- to take the necessary step. The film doesn't manage to go all the way. It sets a scene, it introduces characters and their situations, exhibits their issues and-- stops. It doesn't reach out to you, pick you up and cradle you in loving arms.
Despite, playing some pretty big, visceral cards (see above SPOILER) Playing By Heart remains clinical in its approach of them. The one exception is obviously the Mohr/Burstyn storyline, which gives the movie the distinct honor of being middling but with moments of magic. Cutting to the chase, that's how my life is at the moment.
Βάλε κάτι η Αντζελίνα με το Φιλι-ΠΥ κι ο τραγικός τους έρως, βάλε ο αποχαιρετισμός Μορ/Μπέρστην, βάλε και την τρελή ταύτιση του δικού μου του αποχωρισμού με τα πάντα. Κι από τότε ό,τι αρρώστια και χτικιό -αν έχει μέσα γιο και μάνα- εγώ γίνομαι Το Κράηνγκ Πούσυ. Είναι έγκυρη η έκφραση, έχει τη σφραγίδα των Βρυξελλών...
What the fuck was my point? Oh! Right. I love Playing By Heart but for the wrong reasons. It got to me because I was willing -and due to my circumstances so very prone- to take the necessary step. The film doesn't manage to go all the way. It sets a scene, it introduces characters and their situations, exhibits their issues and-- stops. It doesn't reach out to you, pick you up and cradle you in loving arms.
Despite, playing some pretty big, visceral cards (see above SPOILER) Playing By Heart remains clinical in its approach of them. The one exception is obviously the Mohr/Burstyn storyline, which gives the movie the distinct honor of being middling but with moments of magic. Cutting to the chase, that's how my life is at the moment.
Pretty/Dull
Πάρτε για παράδειγμα αυτό εδώ το έν'τρυ. Ξεκίνησα με σκοπό να αποστομώσω αυτούς από εσάς που μου έχετε παραπονεθεί ότι δε στέλνω νέα μου. Ποιοι νομίζετε ότι είστε, κυρίες και κύριοι, να μου ζητάτε -δικαίως- το λόγο, επειδή -πράγματι- εξαφανίζομαι;! ΠΟΙΟΙ; ΕΡΩΤΩ!
Θεωρείστε αυτό το έν'τρυ "Ρόδο" κι απ' ευθείας ακολουθεί το "πήδημα". Όπως λέει κι ο Τζαστ Τζακ στα ακουστικά μου, αη αμ αφρέητν αη σαλ "μπορ γιου του τήερς" (Ωλ Νάητ Σίνεμα, το τραγούδι και το ομώνυμο άλμπουμ). Δεν έχω νέα. Δεν έχω γνωρίσει κανέναν. Είμαι στην προσπάθεια, δηλαδή. Πήρα απόψε μετά τη διάλεξη την Πουλχερία και τον Ιωσήφ. Υποτίθεται ότι θα δω εκείνην την Τετάρτη κι αυτόν την Πέμπτη. Όχι δεν είναι οι φανταστικοί μου φίλοι. Είναι πιθανοί - τους έχω δει μια φορά τον καθένα. Απλά άλλαξα τα ονόματα για λόγους που αυτή τη στιγμή δεν μπορώ να θυμηθώ.
I'm in a fugue state. An attempt to write down my news turns into a review of a decade-old film. And not a very good one. My weekends are filled with calm and placid things. No going out until all hours of the night, no seeing the morning from the wrong side 'round. There's family, there's food and all is kinda limpid. To lead a life of dogs and academia - never would I have guessed, I'd be the one to do it. I had always envied those who had a well-drawn rote, a calm existence. Things are clear, things are working; there is a path. For lack of a better term, it turns out, I am being bo-ring!
Θυμάστε το Φέρμπυ;! Είχατε; Έτσι το 'λεγε: "Μπό-ρινγκ!". Φρικτός ήτανε.
Θεωρείστε αυτό το έν'τρυ "Ρόδο" κι απ' ευθείας ακολουθεί το "πήδημα". Όπως λέει κι ο Τζαστ Τζακ στα ακουστικά μου, αη αμ αφρέητν αη σαλ "μπορ γιου του τήερς" (Ωλ Νάητ Σίνεμα, το τραγούδι και το ομώνυμο άλμπουμ). Δεν έχω νέα. Δεν έχω γνωρίσει κανέναν. Είμαι στην προσπάθεια, δηλαδή. Πήρα απόψε μετά τη διάλεξη την Πουλχερία και τον Ιωσήφ. Υποτίθεται ότι θα δω εκείνην την Τετάρτη κι αυτόν την Πέμπτη. Όχι δεν είναι οι φανταστικοί μου φίλοι. Είναι πιθανοί - τους έχω δει μια φορά τον καθένα. Απλά άλλαξα τα ονόματα για λόγους που αυτή τη στιγμή δεν μπορώ να θυμηθώ.
I'm in a fugue state. An attempt to write down my news turns into a review of a decade-old film. And not a very good one. My weekends are filled with calm and placid things. No going out until all hours of the night, no seeing the morning from the wrong side 'round. There's family, there's food and all is kinda limpid. To lead a life of dogs and academia - never would I have guessed, I'd be the one to do it. I had always envied those who had a well-drawn rote, a calm existence. Things are clear, things are working; there is a path. For lack of a better term, it turns out, I am being bo-ring!
Θυμάστε το Φέρμπυ;! Είχατε; Έτσι το 'λεγε: "Μπό-ρινγκ!". Φρικτός ήτανε.
Creepy, mo-lo. YO.
And if it wasn't obvious before, I think it's time for me to go to bed. Something happens during the full moon (night before, night of, night after). I'm already hairy, that doesn't change. But my primal instincts do simmer to the surface. And in my case where "primal" read "whiny" and "also, overly-analytical and bombastic". And "procrastination-y".
Του Σάγκυ το Μπομπάστικ το θυμάστε; Άλλη φρίκη.
Του Σάγκυ το Μπομπάστικ το θυμάστε; Άλλη φρίκη.
PS. Seriously, do an image search for Furby and try not to spend 36 minutes being amazed and horrified. Here, I'll get you started.
Catch you on the flip side, with a more coherent part two.
Catch you on the flip side, with a more coherent part two.
hey - what the fuck - i enjoyed reading this - hm. that surprises me in a way - why don´t you pop-by and read some stuff of mine too - και πες κατι πιο προσωπικό αμά λάχει... what´s all that about procrastination? should be interesting... bi.
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