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The first rain in a while started up sometime before I woke up. It's still light and somewhat sprinkly, but I'm hoping we'll get more before the day is through. It's been too dry.
I threw on Avatar last night as my writing music, Feathers and Flesh is probably one of my top ten albums, particularly in regards to the heavier stuff, which I love, but can be picky about. It was what I ended up finally hammering out another page of Where You Belong to, which felt pretty good. I may be being to optimistic here, but I'm hoping I can get back on the wagon when it comes to writing that one out.
Now I need to decide what I want to throw on for the next page. I'm stuck between going for nostalgia, with Korns See you on the Other Side, (Twisted Transistor is a childhood favorite, in particular), or throwing on Battle Beast, who I listened to for the first time yesterday and decided I liked enough to maybe listen to again.
Sitting here writing this, I'm thinking of maybe going for Korn.
I want to catch up with Shinedown, too, so if I manage to keep up with this particular writing jag, they might be next. I've had a vague desire to write a fic centered around The Dead Don't Die, purely because its so painfully matchy with Danny Phantom, you almost don't even have to try.
I found a copy of the Mothman:prophecies on youtube, and was reminded of just how good a movie it was. You would think something with the premise of "the mothman is real" in any capacity would be some kind of schlock horror, but no, it's not. It's actually a pretty restrained movie about loss, omens, and trying to grapple with something fundamentally beyond your ability to even conceive. It's also a movie that expects you to pay attention the entire time, which is something I hadn't realized I missed from a lot of modern cinema until this one reminded me of it. The number of superhero movies or Netflix specials you can just tune out for half an hour or so without loosing in anything is, now that I think of it, slightly appalling.
I had heard stories for years that this was deliberate, a consequence of companies trying to appeal to the kind of people who put on movies as background music or as filler on a second screen, as well as attempting to cater to younger generations with weak attention spans, but damn. Maybe I'm not watching the right kind of modern movies, but it does seem that things have changed.
On the subject of modern movies, I've heard that Tron:Ares wasn't very good, which sucks. I enjoyed the original Tron, honestly liked Tron:legacy, and was one of those people who was really hoping Ares would be a true sequel to it, following along with the same characters as before. I don't have a lot of free time, but I'm enough of a fan I might be willing to sit down and see the movie for myself, just to judge it first hand.
I threw on Avatar last night as my writing music, Feathers and Flesh is probably one of my top ten albums, particularly in regards to the heavier stuff, which I love, but can be picky about. It was what I ended up finally hammering out another page of Where You Belong to, which felt pretty good. I may be being to optimistic here, but I'm hoping I can get back on the wagon when it comes to writing that one out.
Now I need to decide what I want to throw on for the next page. I'm stuck between going for nostalgia, with Korns See you on the Other Side, (Twisted Transistor is a childhood favorite, in particular), or throwing on Battle Beast, who I listened to for the first time yesterday and decided I liked enough to maybe listen to again.
Sitting here writing this, I'm thinking of maybe going for Korn.
I want to catch up with Shinedown, too, so if I manage to keep up with this particular writing jag, they might be next. I've had a vague desire to write a fic centered around The Dead Don't Die, purely because its so painfully matchy with Danny Phantom, you almost don't even have to try.
I found a copy of the Mothman:prophecies on youtube, and was reminded of just how good a movie it was. You would think something with the premise of "the mothman is real" in any capacity would be some kind of schlock horror, but no, it's not. It's actually a pretty restrained movie about loss, omens, and trying to grapple with something fundamentally beyond your ability to even conceive. It's also a movie that expects you to pay attention the entire time, which is something I hadn't realized I missed from a lot of modern cinema until this one reminded me of it. The number of superhero movies or Netflix specials you can just tune out for half an hour or so without loosing in anything is, now that I think of it, slightly appalling.
I had heard stories for years that this was deliberate, a consequence of companies trying to appeal to the kind of people who put on movies as background music or as filler on a second screen, as well as attempting to cater to younger generations with weak attention spans, but damn. Maybe I'm not watching the right kind of modern movies, but it does seem that things have changed.
On the subject of modern movies, I've heard that Tron:Ares wasn't very good, which sucks. I enjoyed the original Tron, honestly liked Tron:legacy, and was one of those people who was really hoping Ares would be a true sequel to it, following along with the same characters as before. I don't have a lot of free time, but I'm enough of a fan I might be willing to sit down and see the movie for myself, just to judge it first hand.
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