What I’m watching. Probably on repeat. For weeks at a time. Because that’s the kind of person I am.
Into The Wild
This 2007 film, directed by Sean Penn, is one of my favourite films. I stumbled across it again early in November, the last time I’d watched it was when I was still a kid at 18. It’s based on a true story of a college graduate, Chris McCandless, who becomes tired of 21st century society and its pressures and leaves his life behind – going into the wild and living out of a backpack as ‘Alexander Supertramp’. His aim throughout the film is to get to Alaska and just totally immerse himself in nature.
The scene where he returns to a metropolitan city for the first time after being in the wild for almost a year is pivotal. As someone who often thinks about why as humans, we’ve created a life that has made it the norm for us to spend 12 hours or more in an office in front of a screen, this film really moves me. The emptiness of what it means is captured perfectly in this scene. Watching the crowd rush around the city whilst Chris wanders aimlessly, compared to his time in the wild, speaks volumes and really brings the line, ‘you’re wrong if you think that the joy of life comes principally from human relationships, God has placed it all around us’ to life.
I appreciate this statement, I strongly believe we shouldn’t rely on our relationships with others to be happy – we can find it anywhere if we try. But it’s only real when shared.
Even if you’re not into that, the film is worth a watch purely for the cinematography, the visuals in this film are incredible.
Mean Girls was revolutionary shit. There was so much praise flying around for Tina Fey and quite rightly so. Back when Mean Girls came out, I was still an adolescent very much in the same fiasco the characters were suffering in the movie, so I had no time to dedicate to finding more of Fey’s work. But more recently, now that I have a ‘9-5′ and my evenings are so precious I want to pledge every second to binge watching Netflix that I can happily say, I have found the time.
I tend to be more partial to light-hearted comedy rather than watching intense dramas, with the exception of a few, as I get far too emotionally invested in everything I watch. So when ’30 Rock’ popped up onto to the homepage of all homepages, I was excited to see what it had to bring to the table. It took me some time to get into, as sometimes the sketches can be crass and the character of Tracy Jordan was just violently abrasive – but there were some really smart and hysterically funny episodes as well. And watching Liz Lemon (Tina Fey) and Jack Donaghey’s (Alec Baldwin) unlikely relationship grow just drove me into addiction.
There is a pioneering moment where Lemon’s office wall suddenly becomes home to a large painting of a plate of fish and chips, and I knew that Tina and I were soulmates.
Youth In Revolt
I love it when a film has me thinking of it for days to follow.
Michael Cera usually captures a specific kind of character in his work but his alter ego, Francois, who he brings to life in Youth In Revolt brings an edge to this film I did not expect.
The plot revolves around Nick’s (Cera) first love whom he meets whilst on vacation with his family and how she becomes his world whom he goes to all extremes to be with. The film really captures how young love is so consuming. I feel we all have that alter ego tempting us to go to all measures to get what we want – but we know our limits of what our emotions can handle and what society will accept.
Francois embodies that temptation – he knows no limits, oozes confidence and intelligence and says the things we’re always so damn scared to say. This influence on Nick becomes self destructive as he loses touch with the world and obsessed with the idea of himself and Cheeni being together.
One issue I had with the film was that I wasn’t convinced that Cheeni felt the same about Nick. I felt this film was a dig at how young love is not really about two people, but about yourself and your own selfish thoughts. Resulting in your actions not really being about the other person at all and becoming a destructive weapon propped up on the excuse that is ‘love’.