Can't take time to write much now--ms due this coming Weds-- just the right amount of pressure to make this final stage fun!
Out of the pile below, I'd most highly recommend Troll: A Love Story, by Johanna Sinisalo, translated from Finnish.
It's starts like a normal fellow-finds-wild-pet story, like Rascal or Born Free, except it's a gay man who falls in love (? sort of) with a young troll, and it gets progressively more unsettling, and yet never loses that "this is the normal world" feel.
Also "Nobody Asked for a Toaster Critic" < links to the opening essay in cultural critic Ian Bogost's How to Talk About Videogames.
He starts off saying videogames are like toasters--just mechanical things we use--and then he considers how they are also soooo much more. He says a bit about toaster design and how toasting is the chemical process of amino acids interacting with sugars. "I am among my tribe," I thought as I read. So nice.
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Jimmy Carter: Man from Plains is a documentary about Carter's book tour in 2006 for his book Palestine: Peace not Apartheid.
It was fascinating & inspiring––also downright shocking to consider the difference in US presidents and their opinions on walls. Recommended.
Blazing Saddles made me laugh, but I got bored after 20 minutes.
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Out of the pile below, I'd most highly recommend Troll: A Love Story, by Johanna Sinisalo, translated from Finnish.
It's starts like a normal fellow-finds-wild-pet story, like Rascal or Born Free, except it's a gay man who falls in love (? sort of) with a young troll, and it gets progressively more unsettling, and yet never loses that "this is the normal world" feel.
Also "Nobody Asked for a Toaster Critic" < links to the opening essay in cultural critic Ian Bogost's How to Talk About Videogames.
He starts off saying videogames are like toasters--just mechanical things we use--and then he considers how they are also soooo much more. He says a bit about toaster design and how toasting is the chemical process of amino acids interacting with sugars. "I am among my tribe," I thought as I read. So nice.
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"How to talk about videogames? Like a critic, not a reviewer, for one, but also: like a toaster critic, not just a film critic. To do game criticism is to take this common-born subject as toaster and as savior, as milk and as wine, as idiocy and as culture."3 Movies: Monsieur Lazhar is so lovely, it could serve as a reason not to destroy humankind.
Jimmy Carter: Man from Plains is a documentary about Carter's book tour in 2006 for his book Palestine: Peace not Apartheid.
It was fascinating & inspiring––also downright shocking to consider the difference in US presidents and their opinions on walls. Recommended.
Blazing Saddles made me laugh, but I got bored after 20 minutes.
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Thanks for recommending Monsieur Lazhar — I’ve seen it, love it, own a copy (somewhere), and was thinking of it the other day without being able to remember the title. Teacher? The Teacher? A Canadian Film About a Teacher? I drew a total blank.
ReplyDeleteWittgenstein Jr I will look up. (I know you’re busy.)
LOL "A Canadian Film..."
ReplyDeleteWittegenstein Jr = blah. Written by someone who knows no philosophy? W. walks around deep in thought, but we never get any.