A story about "Love at the Bottom of the Sea" — 1 year ago
Got the package from Merge Records yesterday: album + poster + badge + Merge Records sticker + promo card for other band. Not bad.
Got the package from Merge Records yesterday: album + poster + badge + Merge Records sticker + promo card for other band. Not bad.
Truth through laughter being my general idea of this film, it collates humor, idiocy, blind faith and sharp vision to present a neat package around a few English blokes who try to plan terrorist actions. It’s one of the best films I’ve seen that tell you to use your own brain and think instead of just mindlessly gobble info from others – and it’s extremely funny.
Burroughs wrote this book much based on his own experience with addiction decades ago, and I think it’ll forever be potent.
It’s a very straight-forward, no-nonsense and no-tearjerker experience as Burroughs writes of Lee’s addictions, faltering friendships, his fleeting meets with people while trying to attain drugs as quickly as possible, at times doing anything for it. He goes from selling drugs to using them, to robbing drunks on trains to escaping the law, to trying to fence stuff to get money to get more drugs to avoid The Sickness, to get to Mexico to live a better life, to avoid his wife, to get together with her, to be able to get out of bed, to try and get off drugs completely, to get into less hardcore stuff to get back into heroin.
It’s very well-written, and eloquently cut-up in terms of what goes in which chapters. The descriptions of people, events and feelings aren’t poetic – it’s all straight-forward and I got the sense that his abuse just went on and on, a vortex that went round and round.
This book reminds me a lot of Irvine Welsh’s “Trainspotting”, although this is timeless and different. It’s like the inspirational big brother to Martin Amis’ “Money”.
And it stands out. Burroughs was a very livid writer and this is a powerful and telling work on addiction, and in his desire to explain the elements that make out addiction to everybody, he dispels myths and actually writes some really stupid shit (e.g. that cocaine does not create any form of dependency), so just have an open, questioning mind when reading this (as with every written word, anywhere).
In this edition from Penguin, there are several inclusions of nice extraneous material here: appendixes, a glossary and a long introduction.
“Bad Boys” steals a lot from Midi Maxi Efti’s epic “Bad Boys”, in celebratory fashion.
If there’s ever a track that lends itself from Skrillex, it’s “Cheap Thrills”.
Weirdly enough, the beats are so old-school they make Stereo MCs “Connected” seem fresh.
A very heartfelt documentary about street-violence among youths in Chicago, made in 2010. It’s close to the bone, and the makers are a fly on the wall; all conversations, fights, confessions and mediations are displayed. It’s got heart, pain, reality and hope.
During the first half, this book felt as though Eugenides had left his oodles of research done for “Middlesex”, read some of Donna Tartt’s “The Secret History”, some Bret Easton Ellis and really dissected and mulled over Jonathan Franzen’s “Freedom”.
The second half had more flesh, yet also more pulp.
At the same time, this book is very well-written, and by that I mean the author has a firm grip on rhythm, colouring his language and keeping parts suspenseful. Friendships and some love feels real.
On the other hand, I’ll say it’s a lot of research into biology – cells – which feels a bit asperger-ish. We get the metaphors; I think. It could have used a firmer grip and more editing.
Kudos to Eugenides for name-dropping “The Paris Review”.
A very sweet, funny, anti-bitter, weird and odd film with a slew of likeable, weird and human characters. The kid Ronnie is awesome, and I love how the so-called grown-ups deal with the kids – I hate it when some persons are treated like “special beings” because of their age – though not all the time in this film… It’s a hoot, and if you’re into “Office Space” and films like that, this should be right up your alley. Love, life and friendship abound.
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