Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Awkward Family Photos

Today is way too cold -  a high of 9 and it's still September, for goodness sake!  When it's cold I get down, and when I'm down I seek out things that make me laugh.  Enter Awkward Family Photos.  

All photos are from the above link, except the second last one, which can be found here.









Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Review: The Year of the Flood


Thank God for Margaret Atwood's new book The Year of the Flood.  Without it I surely would have gone completely insane on a recent, extremely frustrating, 10-hours-of-driving-in-one-day road trip to Chatham.

In my opinion, Atwood's books have it all:  they are very well-written, extremely intelligent, AND you can't put them down because you're dying to know what comes next.  Not in the Dan Brown whodunnit kind of way, but in a "wow, I really care about this character and want to find out what happens to her" kind of way.  I have studied Atwood's novel Alias Grace three times in my life (in high school, undergrad, and grad school), and happily read it in its entirety each time.  This is saying a lot considering I usually had about a million other things to read in university.

The Year of the Flood just might be my favourite of her novels.  It is set in the same world as Oryx and Crake, but centres around the religious/environmental cult God's Gardeners, and what happens to them before and after the "Waterless Flood" - literally a deadly virus that wipes out most of the human population.  The novel focuses on two Gardeners, Toby and Ren.  Following the flood, they appear to be the only human survivors; as the story unfolds, however, they realize they're not as alone as they thought they were.

I read somewhere that Atwood resists the term "science fiction" being applied to her novels that otherwise appear to fall into that category.  She feels (to paraphrase) that events which occur in these books could conceivably occur in today's world, if they have not already happened.  Bearing in mind this idea while reading TYOTF leads to a rather disturbing literary experience.  In the novel, the rampant exploitation of the earth's resources has led to a (pre-flood) world controlled by the tellingly named CorpSeCorps, an apparent amalgamation of military forces and pharmaceutical companies.  Cities are divided between "compounds" and "pleebs", which bear unsettling resemblances to suburbs and slums.  A popular fast food chain is called Secret Burger, as the kind of meat served is kept secret from the patrons (McDonald's, people - All Beef is only the name of the company that makes the burgers).  The epidemic that wipes out the population is the last of a long line of less severe viral outbreaks for which CorpSeCorps has in the past produced vaccines (Swine, anyone?).

Scary?  Yes, but this is still the best book I've read in a long time.  Read it.  You won't regret it.

Sunday, September 27, 2009

Review: The Informant!


I feel like I've been putting far too many exclamation marks at the ends of my entry titles lately.  The truth is, this movie's name actually does include the telling punctuation mark, and I feel it would be misrepresenting the film to leave it out.  

If I didn't harbour an immense hatred for the word "dramedy", I might use it to describe The Informant!.  This is a film about the many layers of white collar crime, a subject that is almost always more plain pathetic than heartbreaking or horrifying.  Matt Damon plays Mark Whitacre, the highly intelligent but decidedly insane vice president of lysine development company ADM.  Apparently out of the blue, Whitacre decides to rat out ADM's price fixing ways to the FBI.  (Or does he?  Wait a minute here, what are his real motives?)  The movie continues along as such, and despite feeling a bit confused in a couple places, I enjoyed it thoroughly.  Damon is excellent in this role, coming off as at once inane, endearing, and neck-wringingly frustrating.  Somehow I found myself rooting for him all the way, no matter how difficult his actions were to get behind.  

My favourite thing about this movie was probably the zany voice over monologues in which Mark rambles on about everything from polar bears to Mexican food.  I actually learned a few interesting little factoids.  

The funniest thing of all, however, is that this story is true.  I'd love to meet Mark Whitacre and see if he's actually that crazy in real life...

Friday, September 25, 2009

Why Hello!


And I thought the past month and a half had been busy.  

I've spent the past week trudging through barnyards, riding in mobile kitchens, and attending political demonstrations.  It's finally happened, my friends.  Yours truly has a real job that involves writing.  If you're in the area, pick up this week's copy of the KTW and read my article about the fall fair's steer show.

I promise to be back with reviews and such no later than tomorrow.  In the mean time, what's with this new bottom-less trend?  I have to admit, it's kind of cool - if only for the extremely body image-confidant woman.

Photo via A Cup of Jo.

Sunday, September 20, 2009

Meet Napoleon


My cat is very aptly named.  I am certain that if given the chance he would stage a coup d'etat and crown himself emperor of our house.  Then again, what's the sense in doing so if he already controls me, Steve, and Stella?  Here he is asserting his authority by pretending to be me.  Sorry cat...I'm afraid this may be the equivalent of your namesake's Russian campaign.

Saturday, September 19, 2009

Happy Blogiversary!


One year ago today, my blog was born.  Take a look at my very first post.  I like to think I'm slightly better adjusted now.  And guess what?  I spent the day researching for my first ever paid writing assignment!  Talk about a fantastically appropriate blogiversary present!

I found this photo here.

Thursday, September 17, 2009

DashCommaQuestionMark


If I'm to believe the calendar on my computer, it's September 17th today!  How is that possible?  It's been a long month and a half, full of deaths and highways and the overflowing of emotions.  I'd like to say things are calming down, but alas my life remains in the throes of change and uncertainty.  I've been trying to see the silver lining, to channel these experiences into my writing.  I suppose my pre-occupation with doing so has led to my neglect of Magic Lantern, among other things.  I'm thrilled, however, that I'm finally able to put all my mis-mashed thoughts and ideas onto paper in some halfway coherent form.  It's not as therapeutic as popular opinion makes it out to be, but fictionalizing past experiences puts an often welcome distance between them and who I am today, on September 17th, 2009.

I'm considering *possibly* posting some passages from my fiction here.  It's difficult to initially put your work "out there", and so far I have shown it to very few people.  I'm currently working on a project that takes the format of a blog, and think this would be the ideal medium through which  to test it out.  I'm not sure why I'm telling you all this - I guess I'm just in a mood to muse...

The photo is entitled Dear...., from Cinnamon's photostream via Design is Mine.

Sunday, September 13, 2009

Oh Welland!

Not just donuts.  


P.S. I've discovered Photobucket.

Review: The Face On Your Plate

That's right folks.  I actually read a non-fiction book that's not a cookbook!  Granted, it is food-related.  But I'm still very proud of myself.  Over the past few months, I've become a little obsessed with veganism.  Not obsessed to the point of making a committed life change - just curious and experimental, more or less.  Hence when a vegan friend got wind of my curiosity, I was presented with The Face on Your Plate by Jeffrey Moussaieff Masson.  

The first thing I noticed about this book (well, after the heartbreakingly adorable cover picture of a calf on a plate) was that though well written, it is in parts poorly edited.  In particular, there's quite a bit of statistical redundancy in the first few chapters, which describe the impact of factory farming on the environment and the horrific ways in which the animals on these farms are treated.  I'm not about to flip through the book to find a quote, but there are literally instances where a statistic is given at the top of a page, and then repeated, for no new purpose, near the bottom.  There's also the odd grammar error in the same chapters, and a few typos.   I understand what a huge undertaking it is to write a novel, and certainly don't blame Masson.  These are errors that an editor should have picked up on, however, as they make the book seem unprofessional.

That said, I actually really enjoyed this book.  I like reading non-fiction arguments that are written with passion, as opposed to those that are more academic or theoretical.  Masson comes off as being extremely passionate on all three of his 'sub-topics':  why veganism helps the  environment, animal cruelty in factory farms, and the ways in which a vegan diet benefits one's health.  A lot of people might dismiss such a book as radical or extreme, and laugh at "hippie attention seekers" like Masson who insist on making life difficult for himself and others with his self-imposed dietary restrictions.  In my opinion, however, the way people look at food has got to change somehow.  I saw a news report the other day that predicted the generation of today's children will be the first in recorded history to regress in terms of life expectancy, all because of obesity-related diseases.  Obviously, the mainstream North American diet is killing us, and that if nothing else should make people wake up and smell the organic free-trade coffee.  Of course there are other ways of leading a healthy lifestyle that don't involve giving up meat, dairy, and eggs; I only mean to suggest that perhaps our food-related social stigmas are a little misplaced.

On a personal note, I can honestly say that I've never really liked meat anyway (and I absolutely abhor cooking it).  I'll generally eat it if it's served to me, but my favourite part of any meal is always the carb and/or veggie based side(s) - or, of course, the wine.  In our house dinner usually involves vegetables, grains, and/or tofu.  If we want to make a bit more of an effort we (ok ok ok - usually Steve) will make homemade pizza or pasta, but nearly always top it with vegetables, spices, and cheese only.  Really the only thing preventing me from taking the plunge into vegetarianism is my love of fish.  The thought of giving up sushi and grilled salmon is not pleasant, but I'm sure I could do it if I really wanted to.

Veganism, on the other hand, is a whole other can of worms.  I love the idea of it, but trying to live without eggs, butter and cheese (especially cheese) would be incredibly difficult.  I've tried the soy-based version, and it's definitely not the same.  Plus there's the whole inconvenience bit- how could you ever go out to a restaurant with friends or to  Christmas dinner with the family?  I tried to do the vegan thing for a week a couple months ago, but then I got together with a friend, then my parents invited us over for dinner, then...well, let's just say didn't work out.

This post is already way too long.  I think what I'm trying to say is I really enjoyed this book, and am certainly convinced of most of its principles.  I do recognize it's unethical to kill animals for food.  I also recognize the strain factory farms put on the environment.  I'm more than happy to eat vegetarian or even vegan at home, where there's no danger of inconveniencing anyone.  For a lot of reasons, I hope these diets continue to become more mainstream in the future.

The photo of Masson with his pet pigs is from the New York Times.

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

Review: 500 Days of Summer

I feel like all I've been doing for the past month is traveling - although not necessarily for the most exciting reasons.  I just got back from yet another job interview and am extremely tired.  The good thing about husband-less travel is I get a chance to see chick movies that don't come to Kingston.  I'd been wanting to see 500 Days of Summer since it came out in July.  Why it didn't come to Kingston is beyond me, since given its relentless hype it doesn't exactly appear to be small budget film.  

The tagline for 500 Days of Summer is: "Boy meets girl.  Boy falls in love.  Girl doesn't".  That pretty much sums up the plot, yet it could never be called a spoiler since audiences are told about five minutes into the movie that things don't work out between (the two main characters) Summer and Tom.  The story jumps around throughout the movie, providing an unconventional structure that is quite refreshing, actually.  I enjoyed how this movie self-consciously tries and fails to be a true-to-form "romantic comedy", a genre that seems to have fallen out of style lately.  It's quirky, engaging, and visually beautiful - all in all a very fulfilling movie experience.  I have a huge girl crush on Zooey Deschanel, the actress who plays Summer.  I love her dark hair and her kind of funny looking but ultimately pretty eyes.  She and Joseph Gordon-Levitt, who plays Tom, are both excellent in their roles, and have great on-screen chemistry despite the fact that their relationship serves as an extremely realistic example of modern love.

This movie didn't blow me away or anything, but I'll probably end up buying it to add to my watch-when-sick-or-in-need-of-comfort collection.  Sigh...I'd love to write more but my brain has officially shut down for the night...

Monday, September 7, 2009

Fall Fashion

I want to like the fall.  I try as hard as I can to give it a chance.  Sadly, now that I'm not in school, fall only means winter is right around the corner - I don't even BEGIN to ATTEMPT to to like winter.  Being able to go outside without spending half an hour piling on layers and/or wincing in discomfort due to extreme cold is definitely a prerequisite to my enjoyment of a season.  Luckily, there's fall fashion to distract me from the dread of the inevitable.  These gems are from the Toast UK catalogue





Sunday, September 6, 2009

Labour Day Weekend Feast!

I guess summer has to end sometime.  Sigh.  Might as well make the most of the last few hours.



That time of year again...

Wow, I feel like all I did today was watch the US Open!  There were many fantastic games, but I think the highlight for me was when 17-year-old newcomer Melanie Oudin upset Maria Sharapova 3-6, 6-4, 7-5.  I like Sharapova a lot, but what a thrill it was!  Oudin is so adorable and talented.  I look forward to cheering for her in future games.  By the way, I love Sharapova's outfit, particularly the tennis ball-coloured trim. 



Photos via the US Open website.

Thursday, September 3, 2009

Happy Birthday Steve!






Yesterday was my love's 26th birthday!  He requested a red velvet cake, which thrilled me because I've been dying (no pun intended) to make one for a long time now.  I was quite pleased with how it turned out.  The cream cheese icing in particular was a huge hit - the recipe I used is a little different from the regular one, in that half the cream cheese is replaced with mascarpone.  (You can find it at Joy of Baking).  

I also managed to cook a remarkably edible main course - a HUGE accomplishment for yours truly, who under normal circumstances is strictly the baking half of the household.  With a little help from my friend Nigella, however, I managed to make some tasty aubergine involtini (aka stuffed eggplant).  Unfortunately, I was so stressed while cooking I completely forgot to document the process, so you'll just have to take my word for it ;)

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Review: Tetro


I'm trying not to think about it being September 1st today.  Nor will I think about how envious I am of all the lucky students who got to return to their studies on this crisp, beautiful, late summer day.  Nor will I think about how I nearly got run over by a school bus when I, car-less and alone, attempted to walk the dog to the vet to see what he could do about the poor thing's seasonal allergies.  Instead, I'll turn my attention to this fabulously artsy movie I saw over the weekend. 

Tetro was directed by Francis Ford Coppola, arguably one of the greatest film makers of all time.  Personally, I love the first two Godfathers (especially part one), enjoy The Outsiders, and have very little tolerance for Apocalypse Now (mainly due to my dislike of war movies/sausagefests - but I still recognize it to be an extremely well done film).  Seeing as we were driving through a part of the country where they show movies like Tetro, I figured we may as well stop by and check it out.

The title character in Tetro is a thwarted writer and American ex-patriate living in Argentina.  Tetro is all the things one imagines a "genius writer" to be: blocked, bitter, tormented, and stormy.  His life is further complicated when his 17-year-old brother, Bennie, arrives on his doorstep and demands a relationship.  Incidentally, Bennie is also an aspiring writer, and a whirlwind of heated emotions explode as the he tries to literally interpret Tetro's work and bring it to the outside world.  A huge part of the film also centres around Tetro's relationship with his father, whom he (of course) resents more than life itself.  According to Manohla of The New York Times, Tetro is semi-autobiographical; Tetro's maestro father, Carlo, is semi-representative of FFC's father, Carmine, also a musician.  I have to wonder, though, would FFC then be Tetro or Bennie?  The obvious answer is Tetro, but a significant twist at the end of the movie makes me suspect otherwise.

Like The Great Man, The Squid and the Whale, and quite a few other things I've read or seen lately, Tetro deals with the fine line between creativity and plagiarism in art.  As one who has lately been embarking on certain creative endeavors, I must say I find of the popularity of this theme somewhat comforting.  It's good to know I'm not the only one who suffers from "gee-I-hope-no-who-reads-this-has-read/seen-X" sort of anxieties.

Above all, Tetro is a beautiful film.  It is shot in black and white, and succeeds at exuding the sort of abstract/artsy aura its characters (and director) cherish and strive to achieve.  It was actually kind of refreshing to see a new black and white movie; the fact that we watched it at the little ghetto-chic theatre in Yorkville where you can feel the subway rumble by under your feet definitely added to the experience.  I think I liked the aesthetic idea of the movie more than I did the film itself - but that's not necessarily a bad thing in my opinion.  It's very extravagant and pretentious, and certainly not for everyone.  If you're an artsy like me, though, and you're lucky enough to live in a city where it's playing, I say get yourself to a theatre this instant before it leaves town and becomes impossible to find!