I'll be honest with you, this week has fucking sucked and I'm super glad it's over. It's been a shit week for my family and, really, I haven't felt in the mood to do anything. Other than shop. That's the one thing I can rely on at all times. So this week's rundown isn't exactly inspiring. I have read some things but I'm only getting through one chapter a night because I'm so tired. Still, it's hopeful and tomorrow is the start of a new week. It can only get better.. or I hope so because any worse and I'd have to give everything up.
Sunday, 15 January 2017
Thursday, 12 January 2017
Tuesday, 10 January 2017
So this review is only a week later than I planned. It's also been a fair while since I watched the film and, after my family had some sad news today, I really don't feel like writing this. To be honest, I don't feel like doing much. But I'll endeavour to do something. After all, this is a film that I've been meaning to watch for a while. I love Shane Black, film noir, and Ryan Gosling so it sounded fucking ideal. The only thing that stopped me? I think it's my inability to remember whether it's Russell Crowe or Mel Gibson that I find super annoying. I'm pretty sure it's Mel Gibson on account of his recent years of craziness and anti-Semitic rants. But then there's Les Mis to consider. He was hardly a suitable Javert and some of his "singing" was just awful. Still, Russell Crowe seems like a nice man so I think my negative opinions of him just stem from my inability to tell American actors over a certain age apart. There's was a whole thing when I was younger about Richard Gere and Harrison Ford. I mean they were both grey haired men: how was I supposed to tell the difference? Anyway, I finally watched this film a week or so ago but my intense feelings after finishing Losing It meant that I moved back my scheduled post to this week. Let's see if I can remember this.
Sunday, 8 January 2017
I haven't given myself much time to read this week because I've been busy getting on top of my Instagram and getting my posts in order. As much as I love following prompts in all of the challenges that I've been doing, I kinda feel like every thing I'm doing is about photos and finding things to put in photos. The problem with following such great people means I'm forever trying to up my game without losing my own personal aesthetic... which is basically just simple and uncluttered. I don't get how people can throw so much at a photo and just make it work. I'm more about blanks space and calm in my photos. I guess I just lack the skills for anything too complicated. Sometimes I tend to forget I'm just an enthusiastic amateur.
Thursday, 5 January 2017
my post on Tuesday during which I went fucking mental about the novel Losing It by Emma Rathbone. The book tells the story of a 26 year-old woman who was desperate to finally have sex after so many years. In the days that followed the posts uploading I have calmed down a little but I still really hate the book. It gave a horrible image of women and strengthened the idea that a life without sex is something to be ashamed of. In many of the reviews I'd read about the book, critics declared it to be the literary and female version of the Judd Apatow film The 40 Year-Old Virgin. I'm going to blame this comparison with the fact that I was so desperate to read this book. I remember first watching the film when I was 16 with my friends. I really enjoyed it. Steve Carell and the rest of the cast were really funny and the film ended up being quite sympathetic to the plight of it's main character. So, after the disappointment of the book, I felt it was time to revisit the film to see if my judgement is just off or if critics are just so lazy that they'll compare a book about virginity with the only other really famous thing to also do so.
Wednesday, 4 January 2017
So last week I released my list of books that I'm most looking forward to (probably not) reading this year. So I decided, as it's that time of the month when I need to create a list of 10 random things, that it was only fair that I put down on e-paper the films that I'm most excited to see this year. It turns out that was really fucking hard. There are a lot of great films coming out and I'm super excited about all of them. Even really surprising ones. I mean, had you asked me this time last year, that I'd be quite looking forward to seeing Michael Keaton star in the story of the founder of McDonalds I'd have thought you were mad. Now, however, I think it looks pretty good. I mean I love Keaton and it stars the internet's favourite man's man Nick Offerman. Plus, there was a point when I didn't think I wanted to see The Social Network but that turned out better than expect. I also, even more shockingly, became fairly interested in the Justice League film. I'm still not ecstatic about the release because the last two films in DC's arsenal were utter dogshit. I think it's basically just down to Jason Momoa though. And Batfleck. But, before I get distracted by sexy superheroes, I should present the list... with more than enough sexy superheroes.
Tuesday, 3 January 2017
Sunday, 1 January 2017
It's finally 2017 and, like everyone else in the world, I'm hoping this year will see me get my fucking act together. Although, I am well aware that I suck at keeping to resolutions and then feel shitty when I break them. I've lost count of how many times I've vowed to stop eating chocolate for the year and then, a mere 8 hours into the new year, have been found stuffing my face on left over Christmas chocolate. So this year I'm trying to take some pressure off by not stopping myself doing things but encouraging myself to do stuff. Like read more, drink more water, and get more sleep. It's my hope that turning resolutions into positives instead of negatives that I'll be more likely to do them. Plus, they're super vague so I don't need to keep to any rigid promises.