Over the past 4 years a movie had been in production. Thought about it was first spoken in 2006 and since then me and thousands of other fans had been waiting for it. The movie is titled love. An epic idea from the band Angels & Airwaves. Scored by the band, produced by Tom Delonge and Directed by Will Eubank.
The plot of the movie is an astronaut named Lee Miller has been sent to the International Space Station alone, because it has been 20 years since humans have occupied it. While he is there running test, making sure that it is still safe for use he loses contact with Earth. There had been some sort of apocalyptic event killing off the human race. The main focus of the movie is the time he spends on the ISS alone. As he tries to stay sane, it depicts what it would be like living a lonely life on the claustrophobic space station. Slowly going crazy, he imagines seeing previous members of the ISS on board and communicates with them. Though still keeping the sense that they're his imagination and he knows they're not real. After finding a journal that was brought on board of a captain from the Civil war he makes a incredible discovery. Love has climatic end, that is very 2001 like. In the sense of it using a very quiet, artistic, almost confusing close. The movie as a whole explores the important need for connection with other people and the limitless power of hope. It shows that everyone has a story to tell and they have something even greater to leave behind.
Love comes on as a special edition double album Love Part One & Two and Love the movie on 11-08-11 and I encourage you all to at least go out in watch it. Don't go in thinking it will be some high action blockbuster, rather go in with an open mind and try to listen to the message that it's trying to share with you.
And a little input from Xesetarip:
For such a low budget film, it was extraordinarily well done. I had only watched the trailer going into it, I'm not familiar with the band, and I certainly was unaware of all the previous hype of it's slow development. So as a 'stranger' to the film, I was very impressed with it. It had a really slow pace all throughout, and I know it initially made me restless, but as the movie progressed you could sense the intentionality of the pace. It uses a lot of elements to emulate the imprisonment of Lee Miller and make the audience feel his confinement. Trippy as hell too ;). Sean said it was similar to 2001: A Space Odyssey, which I (regrettably) have never seen, so to me this was kind of a new concept. So emotional and has a nipple-hardeningly good message. I'd highly recommend checking out this movie, even if you're unfamiliar with it.
Here's the trailer.
It's been a fucking long time since I've wrote anything, but summer is over and school has started and that means it's time to sit back, stress out and procrastinate.
Nobody likes doing work over the summer so all we do is get drunk and live our meaningless lives out like they're a paradise with no rules or responsibilities. Now that it's almost October and midterms are about 3 weeks away I think it's the perfect time to stop doing homework and start doing blogs? YDG?
Today I have my Illustration class and I was talking to some loser kid, I'd prefer not disclose this persons name with you all, but I'm sure you know who she is, and have been reading a lot of her poems as of late ;) (Major hint at who it is I'm talking about) Anyways, like I was saying, I was talking to her in class WHILE doing work. We started talking about the blog and how I should start writing more often. I tried to explain that I have a mountain of homework and that shit is only getting bigger and that I don't really have any time for it. So she nagged me on and on until I realized; "Da fuck am I doing?" Obviously I've missed you all and this blog was lacking a hell of a lot of sexy. I ended up ditching my real work and starting something stupid/fun.
I seen kids sleeping next to me so I felt "At least I'm fucking drawing, these noobs aren't even conscience." Our assignment we're working on right now is a Character design project for a fictional game we're working on. We're suppose to be doing a front almost-T-pose. I had already done the basic sketch of the body so I decided to spice it up. This is what I came up with.
It started out with The Me-Gustatman...Mind your self all these names are working titles.
Second to be created was Spokerfaceman
Third. Forever-Aloquaman....Because he sucks!
Lastly you have Trollerman
I hope you've all enjoyed these stupid procrastination sketches and that you all enjoy your Midterms by not doing homeworking and not studying for your tests! I WILL BE BACK!
This poem is mediocre but passionate. I wrote it 3 years ago regarding my boyfriend at the time. He was suffering from a mysterious and unpleasant neurological disorder called Kleine Levin Syndrome and it became quite the struggle for us.
Will you remember me tomorrow?
Sometimes I question.
Are you there?
I love you.
It's so hard
to see past your cold eyes
into where your heart used to be.
Will you remember me tomorrow?
Right beside you,
I've never felt so alone.
I kiss your cheek and you feel
Where are you?
Somewhere in there.
Will you remember me tomorrow?
The days I wait for you
to come back to me
Gradually my soul becomes
Dead, like yours.
Please, remember me tomorrow.
I wrote this poem when I was super baked; somewhat old but still 2011. Those are the best ones.
Cognitive reality distorted
All external realities elated
Pulling away in a tube of three dimensions
Do your soggish feet get devoured?
Creamy, thick wind, ever looming
Why I could sit here all night
and not feel a thing!
But darling, heart burning, linger
For I don't remember what is in your spine
That's the captain
And the cheesecake is waiting for you
Icy cold, and hidden underneath it all.
This one is recent.
I'll write a comedic one next time. Thank you for reading my darlings!
Your soggish sex machine,
You can tell a lot about a person by their footwear and these shoes tell me "I don't know what a clitoris is". I'm sure a lot of chicks like them?
Cynical tings mon.
I'd rather have half a muffin any day. No. No I wouldn't.
Advice from Izanrelur:
Man whole is way better than half. Like,
1) You get the whole muffin and
2) What happened to the other half!? Did a hobo eat it an' get his sloppy germs on it!?
3) It's a fucking whole muffin!
And that, friends, is why whole muffins are better than half muffins, and half muffin should not be mistaken as have nuffin' because then there isn't even half a muffin... there is just no muffin at all.
Whatever you choose, happy smoking ;)