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I don't know if it was apparent from the way I was writing but for the past few weeks I was pretty depressed (I actually burst into tears last night and wet my brother-in-law's shoulder), I was home sick and wasted my weekends away.
Last night the depression seemed to have reached it's peak (hence the crying) and I forced myself to leave the neighborhood and explore Philadelpiha on my own.

And I did.


Transamerica - there are spoilers here so beware
Good movie, I was probably expecting a little bit more, but Felicity Huffman's performance was just beautiful, I almost cried in a few parts, but didn't, meaning the movie wasn't that mushie (I'm a notorious movie crier).
The actor who played Toby (don't recall his name) was also excellent, bringing forth the dysfunction of a boy used and abused by almost every adult who ever came his way.
I must say, the kiss between the son and his "father"(Bree) made me creep out a little, but that's just because incest creeps me out in general.

The funniest part (and also tragic) is when they reach Bree's family, the mother is (predictably) the average disapproving-guilting-"why-are-you-doing-this-to-me"-bitch, the father is (pleasantly surprising) almost accepting of his son's transition into daughter and the sister is just the overall little sister support, she also embraced her father's Judaism in a very funny way.
In fact, that whole part of the movie made me think about what an accepting religion and philosophy Judaism really is (I'm not talking about the "Black Jews" who like every other fundamentalist sect accepts no one except themselves). Judaism is very accepting of the differences within the Jewish people themselves, meaning as long as you're Jewish, what does matter how "good" or "bad" of a Jew you are.

So as you can see I enjoyed "Transamerica" and I recommend it.



Jingoism and Patriotism... Oy vey!
After the movie I went to have a cup of coffee and sandwich at a chain coffee shop (Not Starbucks! After nearly three weeks in America I have yet to enter a Starbucks, I'm very proud of myself) called Cosi, pretty good food, the coffee in america is not as good as the coffee in Israel, I shall just have to accept it. I then walked down one of the main roads in Downtown Philly, known as Center City (BTW, it's super easy to navigate, the grid system is one of the easiest I've ever encountered in any city I've ever visited) and walked to the Liberty Bell (LB) Compound.
You see, the LB was at first situated in a big Historic building, it's name escapes me now, but it would seem state and federal governments are not big on historical monuments, no, they'd rather take a giant piece of metal, turn into this icon of freedom and equality (which is sorely lacking in the US, though I speak quite hypocritically, Israel is just as racist, nationalistic and jingoistic as America ever can be, more so in many ways, Israel is incredibly young).
The line to the LB was pretty long, but it moved fast, by the time I got there I could see why, it's boring. It's one historical fact after another, one interesting anecdote about the Founding Fathers after another and let's not forget ben Franklin who is the Patron God of the kingdom of Philly.
The Bell itself was not as big as I thought it would be, just goes to show how caught up I was in it's allusions and illusions it was supposed to represent.
There's nothing wrong with being a patriot.
But please, by Jingo, let's cut that out!


The city itself gives a great urban impression, I could personally discern the different smells that to me, mean "City". The slight aftertaste of petrol in the air, because the streets are full of cars, the smell of sewage, thank God it wasn't over whelming, other wise getting out of my funk would have been so not worth it, as it happens it merely made walking in Center City all the more enriching, because out here in the suburbs, it's very "clean" almost country like, and since I am overall and urban kind of girl I felt myself walking along and feeling as if I was on Alenbi... sort of, Alenbi isn't THAT dirty, is it, not like Shenkin.
Anyway, I walked along the shops, did some viewing and window shopping and then went into Borders (which is my temple where I worship all the Gods and Goddess' of books) and bought some comic books, which I shall talk about later, since I haven't finished reading them yet.

That is all that happened today, tomorrow I'll be going the Philadelphia Art Museum... yes, the one from Rocky and yes I will hum the theme and jump up and down like a moron.

Why?

I liked the movie.

Date: 2006-03-12 06:55 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tamara-russo.livejournal.com
Glad to hear your depression is over (or some of it). Never been to Philadelphia myself, so I haven't seen all it's sites, but I know from a number of trips that big tourist sites are often made out to be something a lot bigger than they truly are. I like cities as well, so big cities in the US are always interesting to me (except L.A. I hat L.A.).

Have a good time, girl, you deserve it. And BTW - those pics you put up of you and your nephew and niece are super cute!!!

Date: 2006-03-12 01:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] orcabee.livejournal.com
it's good that you got out- that's the best thing to do when feeling depressed, at least in my experience. i wish i could've been showing you NY yesterday, instead of feeling like someone was drilling through my sinuses, but alas, next weekend we shall conquer. ok, so you like borders, then i MUST take you to barnes and noble in manhattan- they are even bigger than borders and i'll take you to the one in lincoln center that i believe is the largest one in the city.
the coffee at cosi isn't the greatest. i'd recommend you try dunkin' donuts coffee or, gasp, starbucks. try starbucks especially if you like very strong coffee. aaaaaand, you can get it in the grocery store, so you can actually have it without setting foot in an actual starbucks. also, peet's coffee (sold a whole foods) and green mountain, which i believe you can find at any grocery store (it's also popular at gas stations for some reason) are supposed to be really good.

have fun at the museum today!

Date: 2006-03-12 05:07 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] trouble2urh3art.livejournal.com
Good to hear your feeling better...I did'nt know you were feeling this down. *hugs*

I have yet to watch transamerica, i think i'll catch it next week..if time permits.

OOOh guess what. I finally watched Yossi and Jagger..and it was OMG.love.
I was extremely heart-broken with the ending..so tragic. I wish they had a bit more on-screen time as a couple, that would have been good for my filthy eyes..lol

It was funny when they cursed in English, but cute at the same time. What language are they speaking? is it Arabic?

So..do you know of any other gay themed movies that are worth watching? throw some names my way.


Date: 2006-03-12 06:58 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] eumelia.livejournal.com
Arabic!? LOL! They may have been swearing mostly in Arabic, but the movie is Israeli, hence the Hebrew.
I love Yossi and Jagger, it's way better than Brokeback I think.

Also it's a movie my Dad and I bonded over... we both cried at the end.

Other gay themed movies of the top of my heat are;
Priscilla Queen of the Desert - Transsexuals and Transvestites.

Better than chocolate - Lesbians

The Bird Cage - Gay (but none of the sexy gay... still great movie!)

More when I think of them.

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V and Justice

V: Ah, I was forgetting that we are not properly introduced. I do not have a name. You can call me V. Madam Justice...this is V. V... this is Madam Justice. hello, Madam Justice.

Justice: Good evening, V.

V: There. Now we know each other. Actually, I've been a fan of yours for quite some time. Oh, I know what you're thinking...

Justice: The poor boy has a crush on me...an adolescent fatuation.

V: I beg your pardon, Madam. It isn't like that at all. I've long admired you...albeit only from a distance. I used to stare at you from the streets below when I was a child. I'd say to my father, "Who is that lady?" And he'd say "That's Madam Justice." And I'd say "Isn't she pretty."

V: Please don't think it was merely physical. I know you're not that sort of girl. No, I loved you as a person. As an ideal.

Justice: What? V! For shame! You have betrayed me for some harlot, some vain and pouting hussy with painted lips and a knowing smile!

V: I, Madam? I beg to differ! It was your infidelity that drove me to her arms!

V: Ah-ha! That surprised you, didn't it? You thought I didn't know about your little fling. But I do. I know everything! Frankly, I wasn't surprised when I found out. You always did have an eye for a man in uniform.

Justice: Uniform? Why I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about. It was always you, V. You were the only one...

V: Liar! Slut! Whore! Deny that you let him have his way with you, him with his armbands and jackboots!

V: Well? Cat got your tongue? I though as much.

V: Very well. So you stand revealed at last. you are no longer my justice. You are his justice now. You have bedded another.

Justice: Sob! Choke! Wh-who is she, V? What is her name?

V: Her name is Anarchy. And she has taught me more as a mistress than you ever did! She has taught me that justice is meaningless without freedom. She is honest. She makes no promises and breaks none. Unlike you, Jezebel. I used to wonder why you could never look me in the eye. Now I know. So good bye, dear lady. I would be saddened by our parting even now, save that you are no longer the woman I once loved.

*KABOOM!*

-"V for Vendetta"

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