June 30, 2010 § Leave a comment
June 29, 2010 § 1 Comment
One of the things I love about this movie is its ability to not take itself too seriously. George Clooney doesn’t take himself seriously in this movie. In fact, I can almost detect him having the time of his life as a well-worn traveller who basically lives his life as the title suggests, physically and emotionally. I can relate to this. I recall good distant memories of living out of a suitcase. No commitments, fun casual flings in exotic places, looking forward to a new day in a new land. It is enticing, and one would think that it should never end. Being at an airport is thrilling in itself, as you know the moment you step on the plane it is going to bring you on an adventure you’ve never had before. Doing this alone increases the anticipation, and most importantly, the feeling of solitude, ten-fold. Although George Clooney starts out as an advocate of lonesome, seemingly portraying his nomadic single status as an elite lifestyle choice, in the end the central message is clear. We are all miserable creatures by ourselves.
This message presents itself more than halfway through the movie. For me after starting out liking it immensely, this sudden change of direction left me feeling unsatisfied. I couldn’t understand why the entire movie was built up around one person being happy with his nomadic lifestyle only to change his mind and in the end fall flat on his face. This became a complete farce for me and although all the characters were very convincing and likeable, I was disappointed. I think it would have been a perfect movie if he had found someone to accompany him on his mobile life. I understand that once in a while movies shouldn’t have happy endings, but in this case it needed one.
June 28, 2010 § Leave a comment
For those of you so inclined, I’ve started a new blog for my homewares range. Head over there for updates and market events!
June 22, 2010 § Leave a comment
Being urban folk, it’s always nice yet strange to go up to the mountains where you hear nought but the trees, wind, and chirping birds. My ears strain to catch the slightest sound of other cars or even passing residents but there were none from the little cabin in the woods. I guess I was stuck with quiet nature for the weekend.
It was cold as hell. I’ve been to the Blue Mountains many times, but have never ventured to Blackheath, where a little-known pavillion and cabin renovated by Glenn Murcutt is situated. It had been bought 4 years ago by an elderly Sydney couple, who have not only kept the integrity of its architecture with tasteful furnishing inside and out, but added to its charm by building a koi pond, a duck pond, and cute native gardens all around it. Of course, it being situated in 4 hectares of Australian bush also contributed to its personality.
The drive there was pretty smooth, and managed to catch a glimpse of the Three Sisters before sunset. I think I also had the most expensive dinner of my life at Ashcroft’s, where I had the best potatoes in world. However, for the money paid, I think Baroque, which I blogged about last month, would be to a similar standard for about half the price.
However, the true purpose of the trip was the Jenolan Caves concert. It was another hour from Blackheath, and the drive along the tiny winding roads seemed to take forever. I suppose I felt intimidated in my little hatchback with a big tour bus following closely behind. Made it there in one piece though, and got ready for the classical concert in the main chamber of the Lucas Caves. A nice gentleman gave the group a tour of the caves, and after 15 minutes brought us into the main chamber where the concert was held. As I sank into the camping chair and closed my eyes to the lovely sounds wafting through the acoustically perfect cave, I struggled not to fall asleep. Right beside me, the companion already did, and I had to give him a prod to stop him from snoring.
The drive back was dark and uneventful. After some bad Chinese food, I had a very early night in the warm cabin by the fire. Sunday was the last day, and a true blue mountains bushwalk was on the agenda. No koalas, kangaroos or wombats made an appearance, so I had to be satisfied with a few rosellas and annoying magpies. The view at Evans Lookout was magnificent though. Check it out. By the way, the neighbour’s doofing music is really starting to piss me off. Bring me back to the mountains!
June 10, 2010 § 1 Comment
There is nothing like watching a good zombie movie cuddled up with someone special on a rainy Sunday night in Sydney. Dawn of the Dead might not be your typical romantic blockbuster, but damn, it was a good zombie movie! There was the blood. There was the gore. There was the likeable hero and heroine. There was the black guy. There was the dog. People died. Limbs flew all over the place. I hid behind the companion’s shoulder while he ate chicken. Good stuff all around.
Another good zombie movie I watched not too long ago was Zombieland. From the very start of the movie, you knew it was going to be entertaining. I don’t want to spoil it for people who haven’t watched it, but it starts off with a list of what usually happens in a typical zombie movie, then goes on to tell people what not to do throughout the entire movie, and survive. Brilliant.
My favourite zombie movie of all time is of course Shaun of the Dead. Who does not love this movie? It made me laugh so hard I almost forgot it was a zombie movie. I love Simon Pegg. Except when he was Scotty in the new Star Trek movie.
Can anyone recommend any other similar zombie movies of the above quality? Do share.
June 4, 2010 § 3 Comments
Spicy tomato chicken, that’s what. I love this dish, I cook it every fortnight, and I usually make enough for 4 meals.
So there you can see cut chicken, eggplant, a large can of whole peeled tomatoes, half an onion, minced garlic, stuffed olives, a good dose of extra virgin olive oil, and a handful of thyme. I decided to add 2 cups of red wine as well.
First the chicken needs to be cooked separately. I added 3 potatoes as an afterthought, just because I wanted to eat potatoes. See those suckers boiling away.
I dumped everything into a cooking pot and added around 6 dried chillies to give it some kick. And voila! After 30 minutes or so, a scrumptious meal! The lighting in my kitchen was terrible, so it tastes a lot better than it looks in the photo. I made this dish alot when I was travelling in Europe, simply because the ingredients were found everywhere, and cheap. I had some leftover for lunch today as well, burp.