Sunday, March 18, 2012

Mind Blown On A Sunday Afternoon on this Burning Hot Rock We Call Earth!

Sitting here, drinking water and eating sunflower seeds...and having my mind blown by Through The Wormhole with Morgan Freeman. My mind is blown over the content, sure, but what's more, it's blown with contemplation of the subject of the Earth, planets and otherworldly lifeforms.

As the opening credits splashed across my screen I wondered if shows such as this are  reputable. Do they present ideas and theories that are well grounded and well researched or present the crackpot ideas of random people all over the world?

I began to question the authenticity and the credentials of the scientists that offered commentary on very abstract, nearly unfathomable theories about the galaxy, aliens, the Earth's history, etc. Is it worth my time to watch a show that is nothing but speculation? Is the show mere speculation? The possibilities for theoretical and logical pitfalls are endless, so I left my criticisms behind for an hour or so and simply watched with a clear mind.

The stereotypical photo of a wormhole associated with articles about space.

The show had a few segments, one part was about the different rocks found throughout the world indicating that over time, the Earth has undergone dramatic climate changes and been formed of myriad  materials that comprised a world that humans today could not have inhabited. Another part focused on how Alien lifeforms would look on different planets with different climates and offered speculation about what evolutionary characteristics they might possess. All the ideas presented in these segments, whether I scoffed at them or contemplated them, led me to start asking a few questions myself, and heeeeere they are!!

Isn't it a given that life exists on other planets? The Galaxy is just too large for us to assume that we are the only things breathing.

Isn't it true that any scientist's speculation about our planet and its relation to the vast stretch of space in which it revolves will never live long enough to see their predictions be proven fact?

Will any of us live to see any speculation of our own realized? The Earth changes slowly. Any natural resources or species or rock formations etc. that we lay eyes upon today took millions of years to form and get to its current state. We are living in a constantly morphing world. But it's a slow morph--or--the Earth changes too slowly for the span of most of our lifetimes.

Are there superior mechanical beings on other planets or gaining intelligence on our own? Oh no! Are we going to get The Terminator'd?

Is it possible that our Earth exists in an ideal state (being geomagnetic, mild and generally stable) that no other planet can boast and therefore we are the only beings in the entire Galaxy? Isn't the idea that we are here all alone a bit eerie?

Ahh planet Earth. Isn't she beautiful?

Or, what if what we call oxygen would kill a being from another planet? What if organisms on other planets survived on Neon or Fluorine or Krypton (except that the gases integral to their survival wouldn't even be called by these names since all of these words are made by natives of this Earth). So if other species are able to survive on other gases, that would mean that other species on other planets do not need oxygen to survive, and therefore any speculation about whether or not other planets have life on them shouldn't be contingent upon whether or not the planet has oxygen, or even water for that matter. What other planetary beings need to survive may not be what we as human beings of the planet Earth need to survive.

And here's the main most mind blowing question I asked myself....

What if the earth is extremely cold, and we just don't notice! Or for that matter, what if it's extremely hot? Think about it, if the Earth was really hot, we wouldn't know it because we are able to survive in this climate and are comfortable in it. Or to blow the mind a bit more, what if we are designed to endure both extremes incredibly well. What if the parts of the Earth that experience freezing cold winters  and snow etc. would be considered uninhabitable by anyone but us--and then even WE can't go running through the Siberian tundra in our skivvies! We live on a planet of crazy weather patterns, volcanic eruptions, boundless waters and shifting platelets. We are pretty amazing and bad ass for existing quite successfully in a world that is as beautiful as it is unpredictable, as comfortable as it is dangerous to our health.

And then, a segment came on about age, and my mind reeled in an entirely different direction! And another question arose!

Are we aware of how much we have evolved even within the span of a couple hundred years? Look at pictures of people from the period before 1950, for example. We don't really look like them physically, we're a lot cuter for one.We're definitely healthier and smarter. While your at it check out Upton Sinclair's The Jungle and see how far we've come in the realm of common sense and decency! We are not the people of that time, our ever increasing brain power has allowed us to make certain technological advances to ensure that we don't die from a cold or get wiped out by ruthless plagues, we are generally healthy and resilient. We have evolved. Trust that we aren't done. I'm glad I'll be pushing daises before I see what we turn into a thousand years down the line. That is, if the Earth doesn't combust before we can evolve past what I've deemed to be a human evolutionary trend toward shortness.

Are my sentences as confusing as I think they are? Perfect. It's good for you.

Anyway, just rambling really. None of these questions or ideas I've presented are particularly novel even though they are my own. The joy of thinking!

Peacy Weacy!!

Thursday, March 15, 2012

The Social Network blew my mind right here.

I absolutely love this scene from The Social Network. Why? Is it the magnificent auditory treat of Trent Reznor's rendering of Edvard Grieg's "In the Hall of the Mountain King" (that's one of the reasons for sure, that remix was dramatic and unique and maintained the integrity of a classical masterpiece)? Was it the knife sharp cinematography? The image of handsome, strong, driven young men rowing their hearts out? Is it the way the scene symbolizes the the Winklevoss' struggle against Mark Zuckerberg that culminates in a devastating loss? Is it the otherworldy shine of the River Thames, bordered by the rich, successful and powerful spectators? Is it the commentary on a culture based around the potential to excel? Yes, all of these things made this scene so vivid to me.

The Social Network is a film that is flawed yet beautifully shot and scored by David Fincher and Trent Reznor respectively, and this scene is one of the films finest offerings. It reminds of why I wanted to be a film maker early in life. It is beautiful, artistic, and full of angst and emotion of the relatable sort. Enjoy the clip. I sure did.

Peacy Weacy!!

Monday, March 12, 2012

The First Addition to Prosepunk's Certified Corn List is...


A British stinker full of cliche's, implausibilities, comical death scenes, gaping plot holes, and downright cringe worthy corniness. No bueno.

This one is a....

You've been warned.

Sunday, March 11, 2012

Laugh with me. Not a request, that was a demand.

It's funny because it's true.

Found this at Go pay them respects for posting such greatness.

Friday, March 9, 2012

There are movies one might view that may not exactly scream out for an Oscar nod but hold up as completely good and enjoyable filmmaking. One such movie is Kathryn Bigelow's 1995 film "Strange Days" (written by James Cameron whom I like more and more everyday. Avatar anyone?).

The movie stars the beautiful and always classy Angela Bassett and the smoldering Ralph Fiennes who boasts a great head of hair and an intensity that matches the sleazy other worldliness of the film. "Strange Days" depicts a unique and realistic future where the clock is ticking toward the year 1999, and the world is eerily messed up. Still.

There are no flying cars, no presentations of  higher human function and power, no drastic technological advances--no technological advances in the beneficial, wholesome vein, anyway. We are introduced to a new drug of choice; a piece of deviant technology called a SQUID device that commits a person's experiences directly from their cerebral cortex to a disc that is sold to any willing customer that wishes to live and experience a different existence or relive a particular memory. Make sense?

People become strung out on the SQUID so to speak, addicted to the varied experiences of others or in Ralph Fiennes' character Leonard Nero's case, addicted to the nostalgia inducing memories of time with his ex-girlfriend Faith played by the ever magnetizing Juliette Lewis.

Alongside this flashy display of humanity's ever enduring propensity for addiction and debauchery  exists the story of the slaying of a popular black public figure by racist cops that leads to a cover-up that if exposed could disrupt the entire foundation of an already shaky social climate. Strange Days shows a future laced with many of the same defects as the time in which the film was created, and the film handles it all the gritty simplicity that characterized a lot of films of that period.

My series on black women kicking butt in good films in good roles treats the woman as an integral and amazing part of the whole. I want to display movies that Hollywood got right, a film where the director present a strong black female character that is human above all else and not a slave to, or caricature of their pigment.

Angela Bassett's character Mace was complex, she fought to shed light on the cover-up while she pined for a man whose brain was fried with memories of a woman that no longer wanted him or even  possessed the very qualities that promoted his longing. Mace was beautiful and confident amidst a cast of flawed, well drawn characters who helped tell a story about race in a stark and memorable way.

So watch Strange Days. See a black woman help make cinematic gold and kick ass both literally and figuratively.

And the soundtrack rocks. It has Skunk Anansie on it!!!

You know I'm about to give you the discography!

Strange Days Motion Picture Soundtrack (1995)

  1. Skunk Anansie – "Selling Jesus"
  2. Lords of Acid – "The Real Thing"
  3. Tricky – "Overcome"
  4. Deep Forest – "Coral Lounge"
  5. Strange Fruit – "No White Clouds"
  6. Juliette Lewis – "Hardly Wait"
  7. Me Phi Me/Jeriko One – "Here We Come"
  8. Skunk Anansie – "Feed"
  9. Prong/Ray Manzarek – "Strange Days"
  10. Satchel – "Walk In Freedom"
  11. Kate Gibson – "Dance Me to the End of Love"
  12. Lori Carson/Graeme Revell – "Fall in the Light"
  13. Deep Forest feat. Peter Gabriel – "While the Earth Sleeps"

Peacy Weacy!!

Wednesday, March 7, 2012

I HAVE RETURNED!! *Cue rolls of thunder and crying babies

Ya miss me?

I would promise to never stay away so long again, but you know what they say: promises are made by beautiful black women with heads full of words. Oh, is that not the expression?

Anyway, I don't have much to say on this gorgeous Wednesday evening. The sun is still shining outside, the weather has turned warm in this slow Ohio town, and I am sitting in a fleece robe staring at the screen of my phone as a person I don't want to talk to calls me. Fun!

Anyway, I was thinking about starting a new blog series that I won't  follow through on! This new one will be about films starring black women in interesting, non-stereotypical roles! Meaning, roles outside of a Tyler Perry film, roles that aren't in movies about baby daddy's, roles outside of films depicting the everyday foibles of some ne'er do well in the drug game, roles outside of movies about gang violence or  troubled relationships that involve any party that can be referred to as a "baby daddy" or "baby mama" etc. I want to speak about quality films starring black women in quality roles.


Well, first off I'm a black woman as I have stated many times on this blog and I enjoy watching positive female characters as a whole, so if they're hot and black and multi-dimensional, I'm in heaven! Second of all, I like movies! Don't you?

So come with me down this road that will taper off into nothing after one or two blog posts on the subject, join me in learning that black women can kick ass, be sought-after sex pots, or be superheroes that aren't named Storm.

I said join me! Do as your told.

My mac & cheese is about finished so I'm about to go devour it, but afterwards (or tomorrow) be ready to ingest some well worded mentions of films starring brown skinned female thespians that will knock your top hat asunder!

Peacy Weacy!!