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  <title>What's CHAOS?</title>
  <subtitle>Consortium for the Hastening of the Annihilation of Organized Society</subtitle>
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    <name>The Child Learns a Lesson In 1/24th of a Second</name>
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  <updated>2008-08-05T14:12:06Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:stoppingpolaris:200040</id>
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    <title>stoppingpolaris @ 2008-08-05T10:09:00</title>
    <published>2008-08-05T14:12:06Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-05T14:12:06Z</updated>
    <category term="david koresh"/>
    <category term="jim jones"/>
    <category term="i can&amp;apos;t do shit"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;img alt="waco vs. jonestown" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v610/030366/Untitled.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;AUGH WHY IS THIS SO HARD&lt;br /&gt;WHY AM I SO BUSY&lt;br /&gt;WHY ISN'T MY INTERNET WORKING&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:stoppingpolaris:199725</id>
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    <title>stop pulling at my heart strings John Fowles</title>
    <published>2008-08-04T21:11:17Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-04T21:31:49Z</updated>
    <category term="i love you freddie clegg"/>
    <content type="html">Dear Terrence Stamp as Freddie Clegg&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you  I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you if you had abducted me I would have been much nicer I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you please fuck me please I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I don't like people who like Holden Caufield that much either I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v610/030366/vlcsnap-135292.png" /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v610/030366/vlcsnap-135111.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v610/030366/vlcsnap-126003.png" /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v610/030366/vlcsnap-140837.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:stoppingpolaris:199583</id>
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    <title>stoppingpolaris @ 2008-08-03T15:12:00</title>
    <published>2008-08-03T19:28:43Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-03T19:28:43Z</updated>
    <category term="the cinematheque breaks my heart"/>
    <category term="lists"/>
    <category term="people are stupid"/>
    <category term="alain robbe grillet"/>
    <content type="html">Lately I've:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - Been planning what I'm going to take up North. After this weekend I'll be away for two weeks (excluding that day we come back for my exam) so I've been organizing my books and torrenting like mad. There's no internet up there (because we are ROUGHING IT with our washermachine and electricity) so I need to stock up on movies. I'm worried about my computer. Is it too much Abel Ferrara for it?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - Not been working on my essay, which is due on thursday, which would be a lot wiser to work on. I'm probably not working on it because I really haven't done any work in the past four months, and my first (and last) hardcore essay is just &lt;i&gt;dragging me down. &lt;/i&gt;Even though it was on my favourite part of the entire course. I mean, I get to compare David Koresh and Jim Jones. That's like, the best thing ever. I have to explain why their religions failed without saying it was because they went crazy and killed all their members/got them killed. I am so excited. But I don't want to do it. Dang, yo.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - I've found &lt;i&gt;Querelle of Brest&lt;/i&gt; and can finally finish it. It was under my bed. Good thing I vacuumed &lt;strike&gt;for once&lt;/strike&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So when I went to see &lt;i&gt;Trans-Europ-Express&lt;/i&gt; at the Cinematheque, the girl behind me giggled through the entire fucking thing. Like, it's a funny movie and there were some parts that were serious lolz. But not the entire fucking thing. Like, prolonged shots of the face she giggled at. The rapey sex scenes she giggled at. Because, you know, S&amp;amp;M is totally hilarious. Her giggling wasn't loud enough for me to say anything cause it was one of those breathy giggles, but I could still hear it. But when leaving I glared at her and she looked guilty. Fuck yeah, you should. When a girl who's &lt;i&gt;younger&lt;/i&gt; that you thinks you're acting like a douche bag, you probably are. I mean, I know I should have moved, but the theatre was mostly packed and I would've had to move to a worse seat. So I had to bear it.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; As much as I love seeing movies in movie theatres, I really hate audiences. I guess what really bothered me was that I was totally pumped to see this movie and this dumb cunt laughed at it. Not that is was THE GREATEST FILM EVER, or even Robbe-Grillet's best, but fuck woman. Have some respect. There are too many stupid people at the Cinematheque. Like that woman during &lt;i&gt;Les Demoiselles de Rochefort&lt;/i&gt; who laughed everytime someone burst into song. It's like, are you unaware of what happens in musicals. Because in them, people sing. It's not particuarly novel. I don't know why you're laughing. Especially after the 12th time it's happened.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I hate people. But I love movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And I totally found out that a picture I love came from the movie. When the scene started happening I was all 'NO WAI THAT'S ON MY FACEBOOK.'</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:stoppingpolaris:199370</id>
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    <title>Movies in Juuuuuly</title>
    <published>2008-08-01T19:55:23Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-04T21:33:02Z</updated>
    <category term="i hate my friends"/>
    <category term="juuuly"/>
    <category term="movies of the month"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;u&gt;JULY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01 A friend dragged me to see &lt;i&gt;The Sex &amp;amp; The City Movie&lt;/i&gt;. I was thinking that it wouldn't be good, but it would be some fun, stupid escapism. I'm not even going to put the director and year, because it is not a movie. It is garbage. I'm still mad at my friend for making me see this. THOUGH TO BE FAIR I'm not a fan of the show, and I understand it's a movie for the fans, but it should still be my most definitions a movie. I spent the rest of the month trying to cleanse myself from this viewing.&lt;br /&gt;02 &lt;i&gt;The Wind Will Carry Us&lt;/i&gt; (Abbas Kiarostami, 1999)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Un Chant D'Amour&lt;/i&gt; (Jean Genet, 1950)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ten&lt;/i&gt; (Abbas Kiarostami, 2002)&lt;br /&gt;03 &lt;i&gt;Blonde Cobra&lt;/i&gt; (Ken Jacobs, 1963)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;La Grande Bouffe&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;TH&lt;/b&gt; (Marco Ferreri, 1973)&lt;br /&gt;04 &lt;i&gt;WALL-E&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;TH&lt;/b&gt; (Andrew Stanton, 2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fatal Attraction&lt;/i&gt; (Adrian Lyne, 1987)&lt;br /&gt;05 &lt;i&gt;Session 9&lt;/i&gt; (Brad Anderson, 2001)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Boy&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;TH&lt;/b&gt; (Nagisa Oshima, 1969)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Into The Picture Scroll: The Tale Of Yamanaka Tokiwa&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;TH&lt;/b&gt; (Sumiko Haneda, 2004)&lt;br /&gt;07 &lt;i&gt;According to Pereira&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;TH&lt;/b&gt; (Roberto Faenza, 1996)&lt;br /&gt;08 &lt;i&gt;Hoop Dreams&lt;/i&gt; (Steve James, 1994)&lt;br /&gt;09 &lt;i&gt;The War Game&lt;/i&gt; (Peter Watkins, 1965)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Carabosse&lt;/i&gt; (Larry Jordan, 1980)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Outer Space&lt;/i&gt; (&lt;span&gt;Peter Tscherkassky, 1999)&lt;br /&gt;14 &lt;i&gt;Scotch Tape&lt;/i&gt; (Jack Smith, 1961)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Picnic At Hanging Rock&lt;/i&gt; (Peter Weir, 1975)&lt;br /&gt;16 &lt;i&gt;Margot At The Wedding&lt;/i&gt; (Noah Baumbach, 2007)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Mirror&lt;/i&gt; (Jafar Panahi, 1997)&lt;br /&gt;18 &lt;i&gt;Be Kind Rewind&lt;/i&gt; (Michel Gondry, 2008)&lt;br /&gt;21 &lt;i&gt;Zigeunerweisen&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;TH&lt;/b&gt; (Seijun Suzuki, 1980)&lt;br /&gt;22 &lt;i&gt;Jonestown: The Life and Death of Peoples Temple&lt;/i&gt; (Stanley Nelson, 2006)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Dark Knight&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;TH&lt;/b&gt; (Christopher Nolan, 2008)&lt;br /&gt;24 &lt;i&gt;Les Chants de Maldoror&lt;/i&gt; (Terayama Shuji, 1977)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Issun Bosi O Kijutsu Sura Kokoromi&lt;/i&gt; (Terayama Shuji, 1977)&lt;br /&gt;28 &lt;i&gt;The Woman With Two Heads&lt;/i&gt; (Terayama Shuji, 1977)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Reading Machine&lt;/i&gt; (Terayam Shuji, 1977)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;An Introduction to Cinema for Boys and Young Men&lt;/i&gt; (Terayama Shuji, 1974)&lt;br /&gt;29 &lt;i&gt;From Dusk Till Dawn&lt;/i&gt; (Robert Rodriguez, 1996)&lt;br /&gt;30 &lt;i&gt;The Apple&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Film&lt;/i&gt; (Samuel Beckett, 1965)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Not I&lt;/i&gt; (Samuel Beckett, 1973) (I think someone else directed the film I saw, but whatev)&lt;br /&gt;31 &lt;i&gt;L'Eden Et Apres&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;TH&lt;/b&gt; (Alain Robbe-Grillet, 1970)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I had gone out for lunch/dinner with a friend before hand and then we went out for tea, so I had way too much caffeine yesterday. So I ended up staying up until 4:30 or so. I'm only ever up that late when I'm with people, and usually while intoxicated. When I'm tired I start thinking about all the terrible things in my life and then get all upset and it makes it even harder to sleep. Last night was a bad night. Though I did highlight some of my notes for the Jonestown/Waco essay. At 3.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Is it cool or lame that I was reading &lt;i&gt;Blood &amp;amp; Guts In High School&lt;/i&gt; while waiting for &lt;i&gt;L'Eden Et Apres&lt;/i&gt; to start?&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:stoppingpolaris:199028</id>
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    <title>stoppingpolaris @ 2008-07-31T11:29:00</title>
    <published>2008-07-31T15:31:06Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-31T15:31:06Z</updated>
    <category term="awesome"/>
    <content type="html">Waking up at 10:30 is gross guys.&lt;br /&gt;But seeing &lt;i&gt;L'Eden et Apres&lt;/i&gt; in theatres is not gross in the slightest.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:stoppingpolaris:198757</id>
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    <title>the descent of this journal can be documented in my use of lists</title>
    <published>2008-07-29T21:53:50Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-29T21:53:50Z</updated>
    <category term="i love newspapers"/>
    <category term="i love lists"/>
    <content type="html">Lately I've&lt;br /&gt;- Finished all the books a friend has lent me. I should return them, but the dog chewed up one and I'm worried about returning it. Her granmother gave it to her, and there's an autograph from the illustrator. The autograph is for someone else and her grandmother crossed out the original dedication's name to my friends. The book isn't totalled, but has teeth marks. She's a reasonable girl and she won't be upset, but I'm still worried. I think I'll by my own version and switch the jackets, cause it's the jacket that has the most damage. But only with her consent. I'm not that sneaky.&lt;br /&gt;- Feel like I should rearange my books and movies into three categories: those that I've seen/read, those that I haven't, and those that I don't want anymore but I'm pretty sure my brother and his friends would like them. He's also started reading (he's not a reader, I am, it pains my mother) all thanks to a Mr. King. Now I feel like I need to go out and buy used copies of my favourites of his (the author), for him (my brother). 90% of all used book stores are Stephen King novels anyways.&lt;br /&gt;- Am still not sure about the job (she hasn't made her decision yet and I keep calling and I feel like I'm being needy but I only call, like, a week after she said she would call and didn't).&lt;br /&gt;- Changed my lj background to one I got saw on a fashion blog. I feel bad. Internet theivery makes me :(&lt;br /&gt;- Been watching Terayama's short films on UBU and they &lt;i&gt;astound&lt;/i&gt; me. &lt;i&gt;The Woman With Two Heads&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;The Reading Machine&lt;/i&gt; are some of the most beautiful things I've ever seen. I still love &lt;i&gt;Labyrinth Tale&lt;/i&gt; the most though. Though it's hard to know whether these are the actual titles, since UBU/GreyLodge has mixed up the order before and I can't reference them on imdb, since half of them aren't there. So hopefully the title does apply to the right film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I also saw the first ten minutes of &lt;i&gt;From Dusk Till Dawn&lt;/i&gt; and have just finished torrenting the rest. This isn't a movie I'd want to see, but the first ten minutes on T.V. were good. Especially the dubbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v610/030366/n1643850023_97907_8416.jpg" /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:stoppingpolaris:197917</id>
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    <title>The 900th entry on yr friends list about The Dark Knight</title>
    <published>2008-07-23T14:42:03Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-23T14:42:03Z</updated>
    <category term="my being a nerd"/>
    <category term="batman"/>
    <category term="movie"/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I went to see &lt;i&gt;The Dark Knight&lt;/i&gt; last night with my Dad for the first time, and now I feel I need to write a long entry to justify my opinion of the movie. And my history with Batman. Which is nerdy and embarassing but I need to make a point.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When I was a kid, one of my favourite shows was Batman: The Animated Series. I still think this is one of the best shows OAT. It not only introduced me to Batman and his whole mythology, by began my die hard love of villains. Batman is one of the few heroes I'm happy to say that I really like. Most of the things I read as a kid were for the villains (coughHarryPottercough) but Batman was awesome on his own. But that might have been his moral complexity and darkness, his shading of the line between hero and villain. Not that I would have gotten any of this as a kid. Another awesome part about Batman was that it would never throw whatthefuckery in my face, like the X-Men series on at the same time. That show did not make any sense. I couldn't handle it (and I still can't handle the parallel universes, characters changing powers, not being able to walk and then walk again). So Batman had the darkness I needed and didn't confuse me.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;img align="left" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v610/030366/182577-two-face_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I remember talking about the villains with my BFF at the time (and still remains my BFF) Penny. I remember going to her house, and talking about how Batman was able to escape a trap the Riddler had set for him by jumping into a safe, and the Riddler couldn't figure it out, and the show ended with him shouting in Arkham "how did he do it?" AND IT WAS AWESOME. So as much as I loved Batman, it was the villains that made me love it more.&lt;br /&gt; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; B:TAS was on at &lt;st1:time minute="30" hour="12"&gt;12:30&lt;/st1:time&gt;, which is one of the many awesome shows that are on at &lt;st1:time minute="30" hour="12"&gt;12:30&lt;/st1:time&gt;. Why is that time so good, I just don't know.&lt;br /&gt; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So the years go by, and the summer before grade nine Penny and I get back into it with the help of a dame named Harley Quinn. At the time, Penny and I were reminiscing about how awesome Harley was in the show, and how awesome the Joker was, and everything else that was awesome about the show. So we went to the local comic book store and I bought my first ever comic, &lt;i&gt;Harley Quinn #14&lt;/i&gt;. We went back the next day to get the rest of the series, and my introduction to the comic book world was done. As the years went by my tastes broadened comic book wise, but I was always drawn to Batman. I loved the movies (well, not the Schumacher ones) and did my best to make my way through all the graphic novels featuring Batman. Basically, I'm not cool. That's what I'm trying to say.&lt;br /&gt; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When &lt;i&gt;Batman Begins&lt;/i&gt; came out, I saw it three times in theatres, and at the first showing on opening day. Now, opening day was before my science exam, but that didn't stop me. And I ended up with a glorious 52%, but that might have been because of my ineptitude involving the sciences and not Batman. That's what I'm going to tell myself. Anyways, the minute that movie ended, I was excited for the next one. And as the years went by and more and more news came out, I became more and more excited. That parts of the movie were inspired by &lt;i&gt;The Killing Joke&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;The Dark Knight Returns&lt;/i&gt;? TOO AWESOME. That the film is the darkest yet? AWESOME. That is feature the Joker and Two Face? I don't know how you can get any more awesome than that.&lt;br /&gt; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Harley will always be the reason I love Batman. But during my hardcore fandom years, I totally had the hots for Joker. I seriously wanted to bone him. I wanted to by a psychiatrist for a while just so I could meet someone insane like him. I didn't realize that at the time, but that was the reason. I was also going through a hard core Hannibal Lecter fandom too. It was a hard day when I realized that I want to be a shrink for the wrong reasons, and if I were to meet a crazy like those two, they would probably kill me. It was a sad day. But I would totally still bone them, I'm sorry. Anyways, most of the graphic novels I own involve the Joker or Harley in some way.&lt;br /&gt; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Now as time went on, I had a huge crush on Two Face (this is really embarrassing revealing this, I hope you all realize that). You know the trial scene in &lt;i&gt;No Man's Land&lt;/i&gt;? THE BEST THING EVER. I love it do much I even read the book based on the series (yes, there's a book. No, it's not terrible). Two Face was hot. And Aaron Eckhart playing Two Face was even hotter. So my point is, despite having a long history of sexual deviancy in my fantasies, I was excited for this movie.&lt;br /&gt; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But, a week before it came out, I suddenly didn't care. Part of it might have been not being able to see it opening weekend (I was going up North). But I think a big part of it was all these people, who never gave a damn about Batman, suddenly liking him. Which is a terrible thing to become jaded over. I really hate that "I liked them first" hipster mentality. But I &lt;i&gt;did&lt;/i&gt; like them first. I &lt;i&gt;know&lt;/i&gt; the comics they talk about when talking about what inspired the movie. I &lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;The Long Halloween&lt;/i&gt;. And all these kids suddenly liking Batman for the wrong reasons (Heath Ledger dying) (I’m sorry I’m such a bitch) (I mean, it’s terrible that he died but that’s not a good reason to like Batman) just turned me off. I didn't care. I was going to see it, but I didn't care.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;img align="right" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v610/030366/bb_102GaryOldman.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So Tuesday night my Dad and I went to see &lt;i&gt;The Dark Knight&lt;/i&gt;. It was good. I really enjoyed it. But it is in now way the greatest movie ever made. I wouldn't even call it "amazing." It is, hands down, the best movie adaptation of Batman. Heath Ledger was outstanding. Aaron Eckhart was outstanding, and super hot. Gary Oldman was also super hot. But the movie was flawed. I don't know if I'm the only hardcore Batman fan to think this, but it's what I think. Is this the Batman movie fans have been waiting for? Yes. Did it deliver? Yes. But it is an amazing movie? Not really.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Some spolierish criticisms, but I'm pretty sure you've all seen it by now"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Now my issues are with the movie itself. Christopher Nolan really can't shoot fight scenes. I have no idea what's going on, your angles are all over the place, how am I supposed to be impressed with Batman's mad skillz if you aren't showing my anything. Seriously. Also, the whole bit with going to &lt;st1:place&gt;Hong Kong&lt;/st1:place&gt; was not necessary. I mean, it was necessary, but it wasn't. Do you know what I mean? I feel like you just wanted to show Batman jumping off a building. Which was awesome and why I need to see it again in IMAX, but it made the movie a lot longer than it needed to be. There were some parts that were silly (the sonar phones) but it's a fun action movie, so that's not a fair criticism. But the subplots were too many (like &lt;st1:place&gt;Hong  Kong&lt;/st1:place&gt;, that business guy telling who Batman it, etc.) and they didn't really go anywhere. But I was really happy Rachel Dawes stayed dead, because that would have been too stupid if she had lived. I'm glad Gordon came back, if not only for the eye candy, but if Rachel had come back that would have been stupid. But maybe I just hate females in action movies a little too much to care what happens to her. Also, C Bale's Batman voice is bad.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Heath Ledger's Joker was beyond anything I could have imagined. He was hilarious (the pencil trick), terrifying, and was the movie. You could feel him throughout the movie. When he wasn't there, you knew he would jump out at any second. I also loved Harvey Dent. I knew what was going to happen, and it broke my fucking heart. I loved the DA. But I loved him more as Two Face. I was literally jumping in my seat during the hospital scene (which is probably one of my favourite scenes OAT now. That "hi" was priceless). I'm sure my father was concerned. And I really really hope that the next movie (there was to be one) has more of the super sexy Two Face. Yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;img align="left" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v610/030366/aaron-eckhart-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; What everyone is crowing over seems to be the ending. To that I say: Frank Miller called and he wants his ending back. But he's gone completely insane, so don't worry. Seriously though, everyone needs to go get &lt;i&gt;The Dark Knight Returns&lt;/i&gt; and see how it's done properly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I had a lot of fun at this movie, and the villains met my absurdly high expectations. I'm looking forward to the next one. I'll probably see this again. But it's not amazing. Oh, and my Dad liked it but though it was too complicated and people probably need to see it again to figure out what's going on. Which is fair.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Now I'm gonna go read &lt;i&gt;Watchmen&lt;/i&gt; and weep.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:stoppingpolaris:197734</id>
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    <title>stoppingpolaris @ 2008-07-22T16:54:00</title>
    <published>2008-07-22T20:55:39Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-22T20:55:39Z</updated>
    <category term="books"/>
    <category term="quotes"/>
    <content type="html">"It was perhaps relief and confidence stemming from the opportunity to tempt you into being my accomplice, however indirectly, in the lonely work of producing the mask. For me, whatever you may say, you are the most important "other person." No, I do not mean it in a negative sense. I meant that the one who must first restore the roadway, the one whose name I had to write on the first letter, was first on my list of "others." (Under any circumstances, I simply did not want to lose you. To lose you would be symbolic of losing the world.)" &lt;br /&gt; 			— &lt;span class="authorNameRegular"&gt;Kobo Abe&lt;/span&gt; 			(&lt;span class="bookTitleRegular"&gt;The Face of Another&lt;/span&gt;)</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:stoppingpolaris:197250</id>
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    <title>stoppingpolaris @ 2008-07-16T16:17:00</title>
    <published>2008-07-16T20:29:40Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-16T22:30:51Z</updated>
    <category term="damn robarts"/>
    <category term="books"/>
    <category term="cone dog"/>
    <content type="html">Anyone have a goodreads account?&lt;br /&gt;Want to be &lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/profile/Maddity"&gt;friends?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because all I talk about is books I'm having an issue with Robarts. As much as I love this library, I think it's fucking with me. I took out &lt;i&gt;The Key&lt;/i&gt;, read it, and returned it last thursday. According to Robarts, I haven't returned it. I've heard stories of librarians purposely not returning books so they can get the overdue fees. So I went to look for the book to return it, and its not there. So did they lose it? Am I fucked? I'll go talk to them next tuesday if things haven't changed. I just hear nightmare stories about paying for lost books and I don't want to get accosted by angry librarians for something that isn't even my fault. I returned the damn book. Bitches.&lt;br /&gt;But while looking for my "maybe they scanned it wrong" book I found some Kobo Abe books that were made into Teshigahara movies that I took out. The "about the author" section claims they're being made into a movie by an 'up and coming director.' Aw shucks. I love you old books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THE DOG GOT SPAYED AND NOW SHE HAS A CONE ON HER HEAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v610/030366/n1657830502_695320_6364.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POOR MURPHATRON. SO SMELLY.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:stoppingpolaris:196941</id>
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    <title>I really need to stop beginning all my entires the same way</title>
    <published>2008-07-14T16:47:32Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-14T16:47:32Z</updated>
    <category term="not margaret atwood"/>
    <category term="recommend me stuff!"/>
    <content type="html">GUYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to read more poetry.&lt;br /&gt;What kind of poetry should I read? &lt;br /&gt;What would you recommend?&lt;br /&gt;Who would you recommend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what kind of poetry I like since I haven't read enough of one kind to have an opinion.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, it can be The Epic of Gilgamesh to Margaret Atwood. Though not really Margaret Atwood.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, don't recommend my Margaret Atwood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOB INTERVIEW IN 45 MINUTES.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:stoppingpolaris:196652</id>
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    <title>arghhhh</title>
    <published>2008-07-10T19:46:42Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-10T19:46:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Someone in my class said that suicide bombing was indirectly caused by pornography and horror movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no words to express my anger.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:stoppingpolaris:196602</id>
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    <title>I am so creepy</title>
    <published>2008-07-10T13:28:28Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-10T13:28:28Z</updated>
    <category term="goals"/>
    <category term="people"/>
    <category term="ontario cinematheque"/>
    <category term="movie"/>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I spend most of my summer evenings (and the rest of the year sadly) going to the Ontario Cinematheque. This is the artsy, high brow movie theatre in Toronto which is brought to us by the Toronto International Film Festival. It shows old movie that aren't released on DVD, and if they are it's on Criterion or one of its counterparts. It is also my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Besides all the wonderful movies I get to see (and on the big screen, woo hoo) it's probably the people there that fill me with joy. The people who go to the cinematheque fall into these two categories:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;- painful hipsters&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;- old bourgeoisie&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I'm more in the former than the latter, but I'm not that painful of a hipster. But everytime I go, the old bourgeoise always have so many wonderful things to say. The hipsters, not so much. They usually talk about themselves. And they aren't interesting enough to get away with it. But because the bourgeoisie have traveled and are old they have so many wonderful stories!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A group of old people behind me were talking about how they once went to England and brought their copy of &lt;i&gt;Under The Volcano&lt;/i&gt; with them. During the flight a bottle of whiskey had broken in the bag, soaking all of their contents including &lt;i&gt;Under The Volcano.&lt;/i&gt; Malcolm Lowry would be proud. The same group had one couple talking about the films that would be playing this season, when a third member of the group would join in, but was always a step behind. And he would talk like "&lt;i&gt;The Weekend&lt;/i&gt;. That is by. What is his name. Billy Wilder. He was not known. For his serious films. But for his comedies. He made. That one with Monroe. &lt;i&gt;Some Like It Hot&lt;/i&gt;. And that one in the apartment." And the other two were like "yeah, we know" and told him they reminded him of a British actor who would tell the male to call him between 11:45 and 12:10 in the evening, because that is when he would be able to talk. The third man (who was somewhat British) told him he would have given him at least 10 minutes more.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The other day I went there I sat down, went to the bathroom and came back, making an elderly couple move for me a few times. I feel bad doing this to anyone, but these two were super sweet so I told them, when it was the last time, that it was the last time I'd be doing this. When I sat down the woman told me that "anyone who wears red shoes can do whatever they want." Now I have to wear red shoes ALL THE TIME.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Seriously. New life goal. Wear red shoes all the time.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:stoppingpolaris:196278</id>
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    <title>superfluous</title>
    <published>2008-07-07T19:52:43Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-07T19:52:43Z</updated>
    <category term="rambling"/>
    <category term="me wanting stuff"/>
    <category term="rhetorical questions"/>
    <content type="html">GUYS.&lt;br /&gt;Why do I keep buying books when I haven't read the ones I own, or the ones my friends have lent me, OR the ones I've gotten from the library?&lt;br /&gt;Why is it taking me 100 years to finish &lt;i&gt;Visionary Film&lt;/i&gt; despite me really enjoying it?&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I get around to watching &lt;i&gt;Hoop Dreams&lt;/i&gt; so I can give it back to Zorro?&lt;br /&gt;Why do I keep buying books and movies when I really can't afford it?&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I get a job?&lt;br /&gt;Why is black music so popular? (because you can't read white music on paper)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want this dress so much but it is a lot of money. I don't know the exact amount because I have no idea what the exchange rate is right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3057/2570516126_12cfc75980.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3121/2569688907_0e41618cbb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for all the Torontonians on this list look for me in an upcoming issue of Metro. I was interviewed by Enza today and rambled about philosophy. She was like "why philosophy" and I really have no idea why philosophy. I just like it. So now the TTCers will know how rambling I can be. Joy.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:stoppingpolaris:195798</id>
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    <title>I LOVE KATE BEATON COMICS</title>
    <published>2008-07-04T22:05:59Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-04T22:05:59Z</updated>
    <category term="me posting shit"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v610/030366/fannovel.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so should you! &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='beatonna' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://beatonna.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://beatonna.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;beatonna&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:stoppingpolaris:195533</id>
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    <title>Best Exchange of the Day</title>
    <published>2008-07-03T20:03:46Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-03T20:03:46Z</updated>
    <category term="manoja"/>
    <content type="html">Manoja and I are walking to the subway from class along St. George.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some guy: You are very elegant!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Thank you?&lt;br /&gt;Manoja: I don't think you're very elegant!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:stoppingpolaris:195140</id>
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    <title>stoppingpolaris @ 2008-07-01T09:18:00</title>
    <published>2008-07-01T13:45:07Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-01T14:08:38Z</updated>
    <category term="movies of the month"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;u&gt;Movies in June&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04 &lt;i&gt;Touch of Evil&lt;/i&gt; (Orson Welles, 1958)&lt;br /&gt;06 &lt;i&gt;The Roof&lt;/i&gt; (Vittorio De Sica, 1956)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Emperor Tomato Ketchup&lt;/i&gt; (Terayama Shuji, 1971)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Cage&lt;/i&gt; (Terayama Shuji, 1964)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;An Introduction to Cinema for Boys and Young Men&lt;/i&gt; (Terayama Shuji, 1974)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Butterfly Dress Pledge&lt;/i&gt; (Terayama Shuji, 1974)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Roller&lt;/i&gt; (Terayama Shuji, 1974)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Paper-Scissor-Rock War&lt;/i&gt; (Terayama Shuji, 1971)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;An Intorduction to Cinema for Boys and Young Men Part II (&lt;/i&gt;Terayama Shuji, 1974)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lars and the Real Girl&lt;/i&gt; (Craig Gillespie, 2007)&lt;br /&gt;07 &lt;i&gt;27 Dresses&lt;/i&gt; (Anne Fletcher, 2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Georgia Rule&lt;/i&gt; (Garry Marshall, 2007)&lt;br /&gt;10 &lt;i&gt;Gold Diggers of 1933&lt;/i&gt; (Mervyn LeRoy, 1933)&lt;br /&gt;11 &lt;i&gt;Footlight Parade&lt;/i&gt; (Lloyd Bacon, 1933)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Close Encounters of the Third Kind&lt;/i&gt; (Steven Spielberg, 1977)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;A Taste of Cherry&lt;/i&gt; (Abbas Kiarostami, 1997)&lt;br /&gt;16 &lt;i&gt;Drowning By Numbers&lt;/i&gt; (Peter Greenaway, 1988)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;42nd Street&lt;/i&gt; (Lyloyd Bacon, 1933)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gold Diggers of 1935&lt;/i&gt; (Busby Berkeley, 1935)&lt;br /&gt;17 &lt;i&gt;The Incredible Hulk&lt;/i&gt; (Louis Leterrier, 2008)&lt;br /&gt;18 &lt;i&gt;Labyrinth Tale&lt;/i&gt; (Terayama Shuji, 1975)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hoso-Tan&lt;/i&gt; (Terayama Shuji, 1975)&lt;br /&gt;19 &lt;i&gt;Young People Fucking&lt;/i&gt; (Martin Gero, 2007)&lt;br /&gt;20 &lt;i&gt;Pulp Fiction&lt;/i&gt; (Quentin Tarantino, 1994)&lt;br /&gt;24 &lt;i&gt;Labyrinth Tale&lt;/i&gt; (Terayama Shuji, 1975)&lt;br /&gt;27 &lt;i&gt;Der Prozess&lt;/i&gt; (Terayama Shuji, 1975)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Eraser&lt;/i&gt; (Terayama Shuji, 1977)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;An Introduction to Cinema for Boys and Young Men Part III&lt;/i&gt; (Terayama Shuji, 1974)&lt;br /&gt;30 &lt;i&gt;The Organizer&lt;/i&gt; (Mario Monicelli, 1963)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay guys, guess which films I saw against my will. Here's a hint: They're new, american and don't involve profanity in the title, Lindsey Lohan, Ryan Gosling or superheroes.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:stoppingpolaris:194317</id>
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    <title>on Genet</title>
    <published>2008-06-18T21:32:42Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-18T21:32:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I love books when the pages get soft. This only seems to happen with books from used bookstores. The books have been read to a certain point and have aged to a certain point that the pages are perfect. I'll stop reading just to run my finger against the spine.&lt;br /&gt;It takes a while to finish the book at this rate.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:stoppingpolaris:193812</id>
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    <title>LET'S TALK ABOUT SCHOOL, SHALL WE?</title>
    <published>2008-06-12T20:59:30Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-12T21:00:02Z</updated>
    <category term="busby berkeley"/>
    <category term="i&amp;apos;m a boring person"/>
    <category term="disturbing children"/>
    <content type="html">It seems that no matter what grade I get on a paper, I always get a "good title" comment. No matter what. Are my titles really that good? Are they better than the titles of my fellow students at U of T? LET'S FIND OUT. I AM SO BORING HOLY FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Systole and Disatole of Feuerbach&lt;br /&gt;Naturalism Into The Night: The Effects of Naturalism Upon Long Day's Journey Into The Night&lt;br /&gt;The Nightmare of Choice: Partnership and Complicity in Heart of Darkness&lt;br /&gt;THe Perils of Sex: Human Sexuality Portrayed in "Prufrock" and "Crazy Jane"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I dont' think they're good, but more like the last ditch effort of creativity after writing an essay so they end up being silly. My T.A./Prof's like them though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I've been watching a few Busby Berkeley movies this weekend (&lt;i&gt;Footlight Parade&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;The Gold Diggers of 1933&lt;/i&gt;) which I love and wrote down all the codes for the rest of his musicals at Robarts. Because I don't want to get movies that aren't in the A/V library there. But what I'm wondering is, why are my two favourite songs the most sexist/racist ones? Should I care because they're filled with so much joy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shanghai Lil'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="21" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The part with the American flag? AMAZING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember My Forgotten Man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="22" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movies also have this... kid in them. Who really bothers me because I don't think he's a kid. He's just not &lt;i&gt;right&lt;/i&gt;.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:stoppingpolaris:193277</id>
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    <title>stoppingpolaris @ 2008-06-02T13:16:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-02T17:28:51Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-02T17:28:51Z</updated>
    <category term="link"/>
    <category term="feuerbach"/>
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    <content type="html">"If God were an object to the bird, he would be a winged being: the bird knows nothing higher, nothing more blissful, than the winged condition. How ludicrous would it be if this bird pronounced: To me God appears as a bird, but what he is in himself I know not. To the bird, the highest nature is the bird-nature; take from him the conception of this, and you take from him the conception of the highest being. How, then, could he ask whether God in himself were winged?"&lt;br /&gt;- Feuerbach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?2tzgmbf1gyx"&gt;Drowning by Number 3 by Michael Nyman&lt;/a&gt; makes me want to cry.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:stoppingpolaris:192873</id>
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    <title>Movies in May</title>
    <published>2008-06-01T14:36:21Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-01T14:36:21Z</updated>
    <category term="me not getting things"/>
    <category term="movies of the month"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;u&gt;Movies In May&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 &lt;i&gt;The Passage&lt;/i&gt; (J. Lee Thompson, 1979)&lt;br /&gt;11 &lt;i&gt;Female Prisoner #701 Scorpion&lt;/i&gt; (Sunya Ito, 1972)&lt;br /&gt;13 &lt;i&gt;Sebastiane&lt;/i&gt; (Derek Jarman, 1976)&lt;br /&gt;14 &lt;i&gt;Jubilee&lt;/i&gt; (Derek Jarman, 1977)&lt;br /&gt;19 &lt;i&gt;Wittgenstein&lt;/i&gt; (Derek Jarman, 1993)&lt;br /&gt;20 &lt;i&gt;The Maids&lt;/i&gt; (Christopher Miles, 1974)&lt;br /&gt;21 &lt;i&gt;Nymphomania&lt;/i&gt; (Tessa Hughes-Freeland, 1993)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;Baby Doll&lt;/i&gt; (Tessa Hughes-Freeland, 1982)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;The Last of England&lt;/i&gt; (Derek Jarman, 1988)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;Cornella; The Story of a Burning Bush&lt;/i&gt; (Kembra Pfahler, 1985)&lt;br /&gt;22 &lt;i&gt;L'Immortelle&lt;/i&gt; (Alain Robbe-Grillet, 1963)&lt;br /&gt;23 &lt;i&gt;Female Prisoner #701 Scorpion: Beast Sable&lt;/i&gt; (Shunya Ito, 1973)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;Iron Man&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;TH&lt;/b&gt; (Jon Favreau, 2008)&lt;br /&gt;24 &lt;i&gt;Feamle Prisoner #701 Scorpion: Grudge Song&lt;/i&gt; (Yasuharu Hasebe, 1973)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;Le Vampire&lt;/i&gt; (I saw this on a blog and can't find it anymore)&lt;br /&gt;25 &lt;i&gt;I Know Who Killed Me&lt;/i&gt; (Chris Sivertson, 2007)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;Mommy, Mommy, Where's My Brain?&lt;/i&gt; (Jon Moritsugu, 1986)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;Thrust In Me&lt;/i&gt; (Richard Kern, 1985)&lt;br /&gt;30 &lt;i&gt;Russian Ark&lt;/i&gt; (Aleksandr Sokurov, 2002)&lt;br /&gt;31 &lt;i&gt;Lamerica&lt;/i&gt; (Gianni Amelio, 1994)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This month I learned that I can watch french movies without subtitles and still understand most of it and that I don't really get punk.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:stoppingpolaris:192315</id>
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    <title>high pitched squeaky noises would be equivalent to this and the entry before this</title>
    <published>2008-05-27T15:15:21Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-27T15:15:21Z</updated>
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    <category term="oh my god"/>
    <content type="html">Alright friends. I have calmed the fuck down from the last entry.&lt;br /&gt;BUT HOLY SHIT THIS IS EXCITING. These films are impossible to see - I've been downloading two off eMule but one is taking forever, but now it's playing at the Cinematheque so I clearly don't need you anymore, eMule. I've got the Cinematheque.&lt;br /&gt;I knew when he died, that at some point the Cinematheque would show his movies. It's just the kind of things they do.&lt;br /&gt;So I am clearly going to all four and the entire audience will be talking about how "this should be an interesting piece of modernism" and debating the influence of Robbe-Grillet vs. Resnais on &lt;i&gt;Last Year At Marienbad&lt;/i&gt; and I will be making high pitched squeaky noises.&lt;br /&gt;I can't even write competent sentences.&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, I opened up the envelope the program came in, saw the cover and though "she looks familiar." And it was the girl in &lt;i&gt;L'Immortelle&lt;/i&gt; which I saw three days ago.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure most of you don't care, but this could only be topped if the Cinematheque called me and asked when they should show during their summer program.&lt;br /&gt;eeeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are zee links:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cinemathequeontario.ca/programme.aspx?programmeId=207"&gt;Main Page&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cinemathequeontario.ca/filmdetail.aspx?filmId=841"&gt;L'Eden Et Apres&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cinemathequeontario.ca/filmdetail.aspx?filmId=843"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L'Homme Qui Ment&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cinemathequeontario.ca/filmdetail.aspx?filmId=837"&gt;L'Immortelle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cinemathequeontario.ca/filmdetail.aspx?filmId=842"&gt;Trans-Europ Express&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even care what else they're showing right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other super exciting news, I'm seeing Nick Cave on Oct 1.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:stoppingpolaris:192046</id>
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    <title>OH MY MOTHERFUCKING GOD</title>
    <published>2008-05-27T14:38:06Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-27T14:38:44Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;font size="7"&gt;BEST NEWS EVER:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.cinemathequeontario.ca/images/filmimages/resnaisrobbegrillet_Large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROBBE-GRILLET AT THE CINEMATHEQUE.&lt;br /&gt;I CAN SEE HIS MOVIES IN THEATRES.&lt;br /&gt;DFJHGFKJGHADKGJHADGKJHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:stoppingpolaris:189915</id>
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    <title>Bitchin</title>
    <published>2008-05-12T21:21:56Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-22T12:03:25Z</updated>
    <category term="my eyes"/>
    <category term="seeing people"/>
    <category term="monocles are bitchin"/>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So, between the end of my courses and the beginning of my summer course (which is tomorrow) I've been reading a book on Peter Greenaway movies, which might help me understand what is happening in Greenaway movies, but probably not. Not that it really makes a difference. Anyway, because of the book I'm now listening to a lot of Michael Nyman. And I &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; love Michael Nyman. I want this man to compose the story of my life. And I want my life to be a Greenaway movie.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Today I was in Yorkville on my way to an optometrist appointment and I saw Sean Ward talking on his cell phone, dressed in a nice suit and doing some serious business. It's nice to see how he's gone somewhere from selling his comic books on Queen Street.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The optometrist appointment&amp;nbsp; was just a yearly checkup - my eyes are fine. I go because my parents are willing to pay and I've got glaucoma from both sides of the family, which will, one day, be concerning. But I'm fine right now, though I'm slightly myopic. Which isn't an issue because I only noticed it when I was in the doctors office and couldn't see well with my right eye. Which means that one day I'll have to wear a monocle. Luckily, monocles are bitchin:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.imagicwonders.com/galleries/folk/candids/images/Monocle%20Man.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.marvel.com/universe3zx/images/thumb/5/5c/Monocle442.jpg/440px-Monocle442.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a monocle I can be a villain, an adventurer, a lady, or all three!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:stoppingpolaris:189688</id>
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    <title>brakka brakka brakka</title>
    <published>2008-05-10T01:39:30Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-10T01:39:30Z</updated>
    <category term="being motherfucking done"/>
    <category term="lists"/>
    <category term="school"/>
    <content type="html">I am &lt;i&gt;motherfucking&lt;/i&gt; done.&lt;br /&gt;And I even think I did okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To celebrate I:&lt;br /&gt;1. Bought&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; a. &lt;i&gt;The Balcony&lt;/i&gt; by Jean Genet&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; b. &lt;i&gt;Qurelle of Brest&lt;/i&gt; by Jean Genet&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; c. &lt;i&gt;Recollection of the Golden Triangle&lt;/i&gt; by Alain Robbe Grillet&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; d. &lt;i&gt;Female Prisonder #701 Scorpion - Triple Feature Collection&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; e. My mother's Mother's Day gift. Which was more of something I had to do than something I did to celebrate being done.&lt;br /&gt;2. Will&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; a. Socialize&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; b. Read above purchases (exluding e)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; c. Watch the above purchase and more Derek Jarman&lt;br /&gt;3. Unforuntately:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; a. Start my summer course on tuesday&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; b. Have not yet gotten a job and need to find one&lt;br /&gt;4. I do not have a job because:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; a. I applied at a lot of places that weren't actually applying (note to self - don't do this!)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; b. My previous work experience is not well known, and as my brother pointed out, sounds like it was probably made up&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; c. I have to change my resume now to have the phone number of my previous employment to prove it exists&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; d. I suck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALSO I have Scarlett Johansson singing Tom Waits, which is &lt;i&gt;god awful.&lt;/i&gt; And coming from me you know its bad. I'll probably delete it, but if any of you are interested, let me know.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:stoppingpolaris:189410</id>
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    <title>stoppingpolaris @ 2008-05-02T12:39:00</title>
    <published>2008-05-02T16:39:51Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-02T16:39:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="7"&gt;I NEED TO STOP DICKING AROUND AND GET MY SHIT TOGETHER.&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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