Wednesday, June 5, 2013

A Film And Lit Lover

"JK Rowling created seven Horcruxes. She put a part of her soul in every book and now her books will..."

""JK Rowling created seven Horcruxes. She put a part of her soul in every book and now her books will live forever""

- Stephen King 

"I do not eat. I rarely sleep. I merely breathe. I do not live a life worth living. I am a husk of my..."

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I do not eat. I rarely sleep. I merely breathe. I do not live a life worth living. I am a husk of my former self. I must certainly fade to nothing within the month. All is storm and calamity within. I have yielded my heart. It is entirely yielded. Peek inside me and you will discover only a heart-shaped chasm, a place where a heart used to be. Mine is no longer at home. It abides within another. Another who has little or no idea that he has stolen it. A thief, an innocent thief. The thief of my affections. That wonder of wonders. That clever, darling, dazzling dear gentleman. Dare I name him? Dare I let my lips dance around his moniker? Oh I am a silly silly boy Yes. I will. Dance, lips, dance.

Noel

There…there…and there. Noel, Noel, Noel. Oh, the giddy whirl of it. Noel. One has to form a kiss to say it. Noel. Oh, I detest every pointless waking moment where I am not saying it. Noel. There's something of the rascal about it… Noel. And the angel, might I suggest? Noel. Let me die with his name on my lips and I will die happy. Noel. Perfect in every way. Noel, my dear Noel. It's absurd to imagine a life without you, Noel. Oh, when one is so very in love, the rapture of it is unbearable. I am dying of you, Noel, I am in bliss with you. I love you, damn it. I love you!

"

- Oscar/Peter, from Dawn French's novel A Little Bit Marvellous (2010)

"One can live for years sometimes, as indeed I have, without truly living at all. To live is the..."

"One can live for years sometimes, as indeed I have, without truly living at all. To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist and that is all."

- Oscar/Peter, from Dawn French's novel A Tiny Bit Marvellous (2010)

Currently Reading: Dawn French's A Tiny Bit Marvellous...



Currently Reading: Dawn French's A Tiny Bit Marvellous (2010)

Meet Mo Battle, about to turn 50 and mum to two hormonal teenagers. There's 17-year-old daughter Dora who blames Mo for, like, EVERYTHING and Peter who believes he's quite simply as marvellous as his hero Oscar Wilde. Somewhere, keeping quiet, is Dad, who's just, well… Dad.

However, Mo is having a crisis. She's about to do something unusually wild and selfish, which will leave the entire family teetering on the edge of a precipice. Will the family fall? Or will they, when it really matters, be there for each other?

"There were times when she hated herself for loving what the world thought was the impossible. She..."

"There were times when she hated herself for loving what the world thought was the impossible. She hated herself because she knew where this was going, what was going to happen to her after she had written the thesis. He was going to thank her for all her services, and he would tell he that God would remember what she had done for him, and that they would be friends for the rest of their lives. Sometimes she hated him because he was so damn nice, so damn polite, and so damn beautiful. If only he were an asshole, but he wasn't."

- From Augusto Antonio Aguila's short story "The Heart of Need" in his collection, The Heart of Need and Other Stories (2013)

Source: National Bookstore



Source: National Bookstore

Currently Reading: Augusto Antonio Aguila's The Heart of...



Currently Reading: Augusto Antonio Aguila's The Heart of Need and Other Stories (2013)

"Horror is a shock, a time of utter blindness. Horror lacks every hint of beauty. All we can see is..."

"Horror is a shock, a time of utter blindness. Horror lacks every hint of beauty. All we can see is the piercing light of an unknown event awaiting us. Sadness, on the other hand, assumes we are in the know."

- from Milan Kundera's The Unbearable Lightness of Being (1984)

"Perhaps all the questions we ask of love, to measure, test, probe, and save it, have the additional..."

"Perhaps all the questions we ask of love, to measure, test, probe, and save it, have the additional effect of cutting it short. Perhaps the reason we are unable to love is that we yearn to be loved, that is, we demand something (love) from our partner instead of delivering ourselves up to him demand-free and asking for nothing but his company,"

- from Milan Kundera's The Unbearable Lightness of Being (1984)

"When the heart speaks, the mind finds it indecent to object. In the realm of kitsch, the..."

"When the heart speaks, the mind finds it indecent to object. In the realm of kitsch, the dictatorship of the heart reigns supreme."

- from Milan Kundera's The Unbearable Lightness of Being (1984)

"History is as light as individual human life, unbearably light, light as a feather, as dust swirling..."

"History is as light as individual human life, unbearably light, light as a feather, as dust swirling into the air, as whatever will no longer exist tomorrow."

- from Milan Kundera's novel The Unbearable Lightness of Being (1984)

"The novel is not the author's confession; it is an investigation of human life in the trap the..."

"The novel is not the author's confession; it is an investigation of human life in the trap the world has become."

- from Milan Kundera's novel The Unbearable Lightness of Being (1984)

"…metaphors are dangerous. Love begins with a metaphor. Which is to say, love begins at the..."

"…metaphors are dangerous. Love begins with a metaphor. Which is to say, love begins at the point when a woman enters her first word into our poetic memory."

- from Milan Kundera's novel The Unbearable Lightness of Being (1984)

"People usually escape from their troubles into the future; they draw the imaginary line across the..."

"People usually escape from their troubles into the future; they draw the imaginary line across the path of time, a line beyond their current troubles will cease to exist."

- from Milan Kundera's novel The Unbearable Lightness of Being (1984)

One-Second Film Review: Richard Glatzer and Wash West's The...





One-Second Film Review: Richard Glatzer and Wash West's The Fluffer (2001)

Directors: Richard Glatzer and Wash West

Producers: Victoria Robinson and John Sylla

Screenplay by: Wash West

Starring: Scott Gurney, Michael Cunio, Roxanne Day, Taylor Negron, Richard Riehle, and Deborah Harry

At first, I thought it was just all about sex. It surprised me, because this film has depth. If you want to know what happens behind the pornographic lens, watch this film.

"Fate is like a strange, unpopular restaurant filled with odd little waiters who bring you things you..."

"Fate is like a strange, unpopular restaurant filled with odd little waiters who bring you things you never asked for and don't always like."

- Lemony Snicket (via langleav)

One-Second Film Review: Leesong Hee-il's Huhoehaji Anha (No...





One-Second Film Review: Leesong Hee-il's Huhoehaji Anha (No Regret, 2006)

Director: Leesong Hee-il

Producer: Kim Jho Kwang-soo

Screenplay by: Leesong Hee-il

Starring: Lee Yeong-hoon and Kim Nam-gil

A beautiful portrayal of a struggling young gay Korean man and his persistent admirer. Great performance by Lee Yeong-hoon.

"Indeed, the only truly serious questions are the ones that even a child can formulate. Only the most..."

"Indeed, the only truly serious questions are the ones that even a child can formulate. Only the most naive of questions are truly serious. They are the questions with no answers. A question with no answer is a barrier that cannot be breached. In other words, it is questions with no answers that set the limits of human possibilities, describe the boundaries of human existence."

- from Milan Kundera's novel The Unbearable Lightness of Being (1984)

"…the larger a man grows in his own inner darkness, the more his outer form diminishes. A man..."

"…the larger a man grows in his own inner darkness, the more his outer form diminishes. A man with closed eyes is a wreck of a man."

- from Milan Kundera's novel The Unbearable Lightness of Being (1984)

"…transformation of music into noise was a planetary process by which mankind was entering the..."

"…transformation of music into noise was a planetary process by which mankind was entering the historical phase of total ugliness."

- from Milan Kundera's novel The Unbearable Lightness of Being (1984)

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