foreplanning

so is it sad that i'm already thinking through my halloween costume for this year? i usually toos around a few ideas on all hallow's for the next year's costume but i'm already formulating outfits for the festival that's still six months away. if only i could plan this far in advance for the things that really matter in life.

movies and scriptures...

movie quote of retrospect:
"ain't no second chances in life. the only second chance is the chance to make the same mistake twice," from "state and main".

and if i had a second chance to make the same mistake again, i swear that i would do it again and enjoy every fucking moment of it. regret be damned. i'd rather regret what i did do than what i didn't do. on my death bed, come when it may, i do not want to lie there wishing i had taken that chance, asked her out, gone on that trip. even if that chance didn't work out or the girl left me for another girl or my car broke down on the way back from florida, i did what i did and i stayed true to my beliefs and my feelings. i had fun while doing it and in the end i was wiser than before. living isn't in the end, it's in the experience it takes getting there.
"a good name is better than precious ointment; and the day of death than the day of one's birth," ecclesiastes 7:1.

uplifting quotation of the day

"hope is a lying bitch," (the laughing corpse, by laurell k. hamilton).
it's amazing the level of clarity that comes from pessimistic realism. there are things worth hoping for and some that may even come to pass. but mostly there is disappointment when one gets his hopes up. why is that?
is it that life really is a sadistic persona who pleasures itself in our heart-wrenching disillusionment? or is it that we are hoping for those things that can are impossible and we should welcome the truth of such disillusionment and embrace the knowledge that the object of our hope was never meant to be? is disappointment inevitable or the sum of our habit of setting our sights upon those prizes which are out of reach? is being satisfied with the way things have turned out tranquil enlightenment or simply giving in - or up - too easily? is the content man strong for being able to accept his life as it is or weak for not trying harder to achieve and attain those things which he is without?

quotation of the day

this one is good because it basically paraphrases so many conversations i've had with people who just cannot get me, you know?

Troy Dyer: You can't navigate me. I may do mean things, and I may hurt you, and I may run away without your permission, and you may hate me forever, and I know that scares the living shit outta you 'cause you know I'm the only real thing you got.
Lelaina: Yeah well that ain't real much.
(from "reality bites" [1994])

movie to rent this week

if you haven't seen "derailed," you need to go rent it today. first, it's a great cast: clive owen, jennifer anniston and vincent cassel. x-zhibit and rza back them up with well-acted (if not type-cast) supporting roles. the storyline is well thought out with looming suspense and unexpected twists. yet, it leaves no loose ends or unanswered motives.
owen, having luckily avoided being cast as the next 007, proves that the character actor still lives, not a small man by any means and capable of roles as a ruthless bank robber ("inside man"), a celtic king ("king arthur") or a vengeful ex-gangster ("i'll sleep when i'm dead"), owen convinces the viewer that he is a weak, sniveling man with a broken spirit. cassel turns away from the prettyboy image of "ocean's twelve" to become a seedy criminal mastermind.
unlike many stories wherein the protaganist has an unexplained change of character, the script and owen's skill convince the viewer that the dynamic metamorphasis is not only justified but completely plausible.
all said and done, i loved this film.