26 May 2009

Manhunt

Slawek and I went to the cinema the other day. We watched Manhunt, a 2008 film directed by Patrik Syversen. The movie does not concentrate on flashy special effects but on good, traditional gore and terror. It is a typical, generic, backwoods, surival horror movie.

The basic plot goes like this:
It is 1974. A group of friends travel across Norway's forests in a camper van. They stop at a dilapidated petrol station and, unsurprisingly, get involved in an argument with some locals. After the row, they pick up a hitchhiker, a distressed woman who is anxious to quickly leave the station and get on the road. The group does not get very far, though. They are hunted through the Norwegian forests and systematically murdered in the deep woods by three crazed men. 

The film is short (it lasts only 80 minutes) and has a very limited dialogue. The hunters, for instance, do not say a word throughout the entire movie. The movie is not filled with a great deal of a typical slasher horror tension. As an alternative, the director uses an almost physical sense of dread and fear. The use of particular sonic elements adds to the terror of the film. Whistles, disruptive horns, screams, groans, sounds of cracking branches and rustling dry leaves help create feelings of fright and intimidation. The threatening, imminent tragedy is evidently close thanks to some rough camerawork. The use of a hand-held, shaky camera makes the world of all the young people very small and claustrophobic, even though they are in a very big forest. The grainy and grimmy film stock adds to a gloomy, realistic atmosphere.

Manhunt is bloody and the special effects are good and realistic: bullet wounds, injuries, dismembered bodies, intestines. It is a sadistic movie; it is brutal and cruel. You are tied very directly into the experience and the hunters' enjoyment of the killings gives you a sense of some sort of strange, uncomfortable voyeurism.

Manhunt is not one of those huge, expensive, blockbuster Hollywood productions. It is a foreign, low-budget, independent movie. I have really enjoyed it and, I must admit, it has been nice to finally watch something different for a change. 


22 May 2009

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I've just logged in to see what's going on in my virtual friends' lives... but no one has posted anything... 

oh well... I better get back to a very, very, I mean VERY exciting activity I have been doing for the past few hours... 

ironing...


20 May 2009

best friends for life...


Angie and Saffi... Saffi and Angie... 



one is a 2,5-year-old American Staffordshire Bull Terrier girl... the other is my lovely 8-month-old German Shepherd Dog, also a girl...

I have never seen two dogs that would love each other so much...

I remember the first time my friends came over with Saffi... Angie was a tiny, 8-week-old puppy and Saffi was a proper, big, grown up dog... 
Even before we got Angie, every time Saffi had come over, she would ecstatically run into the house bumping into everything and everyone that was on her way... she would run around the house like mad, then run out to the garden, then get back into the house again running around in circles like crazy... so funny...

So, that day when my friends came over was not any different... the moment I opened the front door, all I saw was Saffi speeding through the living-room... then I heard Angie squeaking and crying her eyes out... she got so scared of Saffi that she ran away and hid under a chair... every time Saffi wanted to get closer, Angie would cry louder and louder and hide deeper and deeper... she was horrified...

Angie was sitting under the chair for a long time and did not want to get out of there at all... and I did not want to drag her out of there and force her to face something she clearly was not ready to face on her own... so we just left her be and waited for something to happen... it took Angie over one hour to finally get used to the fact that this huge monster, Saffi, was not really a monster and that she would not hurt her in any way... after a while, Angie became very interested in this really big dog... still uncertain, she started slowly getting out from under the chair... you could tell she wasn't very convinced she was safe, she moved very slowly and with hesitation... the moment Saffi moved towards her, Angie would back up under the chair again... after a while, Saffi became bored with playing hide and seek with a silly puppy and simply stretched out on the floor... only then Angie finally found the courage to get out from under the chair and approach this huge stranger... it took her about 3 minutes to completely fall in love with Saffi... she was jumping all over her, chewing her ears and tail... Saffi, on the other hand, was so gentle, carying and, most of all, understanding and patient... Angie could do anything with her and to her... she could bite her, pull her ears and tail, bark into her ears - Saffi was very tolerant and relaxed... they were so cute together...

Several months have passed by and they became the best friends dogs... they really love each other... they go for walks together, play with each other for hours... they eat and drink from the same bowl... together, they wait for treats and biscuits... 



they wrestle with each other and fight playfully and gently... they chew on the same wooden poles and sticks pulling and dragging them together for hours...



they even sleep together...



they really make me laugh... best friends for life :)

16 May 2009

Seminars for Men :))


Day One:


1. HOW TO MAKE ICE CUBES

Step-by-step guide and PowerPoint presentation


2. TOILET PAPER - DOES IT GROW ON TOILET ROLL HOLDERS?

Discussion


3. DIFFERENCES BETWEEN LAUNDRY BASKETS AND FLOOR

Practical workshops accompanied by images and charts


4. DISHES AND CUTTLERY: DO THEY LEVITATE TOWARDS A SINK OR A DISHWASHER?

Debate with a panel of experts


5. LOSING YOUR TV REMOTE CONTROLLER 

How to deal with a crisis situation - support groups


6. REMEMBERING IMPORTANT DATES AND INFORMING IN CASE OF LATE-COMING

Leaflets


7. LOOKING FOR THINGS AROUND THE HOUSE

a) Open forum on how to look for things in right places as oppossed to turning everything upside down

b) Survival guide 

c) General strategies 


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Day two:


1. EMPTY CARDBOARDS AND BOTTLES - FRIDGE OR RUBBISH BIN?

Group discussion and workshops


2. HEALTH - BRINGING HER FLOWERS IS NOT DANGEROUS

PowerPoint presentation


3. REAL MEN ASK FOR DIRECTIONS WHEN LOST

Recollections of those who survived


4. ADULT LIFE - BASIC DIFFERENCES BETWEEN YOUR MOTHER AND YOUR PARTNER

Practical workshops 


5. SURVIVAL TECHNIQUES - HOW TO SURVIVE BEING ALWAYS MISTAKEN

Individual psychotherapists


6. CHRISTMAS TREE - DOES IT HAVE TO BE DISPLAYED UNTIL EASTER?

Teleconference with Santa Clause


7. CAN YOU BE QUIET WHEN SHE'S DRIVING?

Simulation game


8. HOW TO BECOME A PERFECT SHOPPING PARTNER?

Relaxation workshops, meditation and basic breathing techniques



A friend of mine sent it to me yesterday and I thought it was really funny... 

Now, I don't agree with all of them... I know that not every guy acts in the same way... and I know that there are many exceptions to the rule... ;) 

Having said that, I think the 'Seminars' are very funny and, in many male cases, very, very true :))

14 May 2009

a mysterious book...


I have completely forgotten to mention something...

Last Sunday, Slawek and I took Angie and went for a stroll along the River Thames in London. We were close to the Hay's Galleria when we decided to stop and have a drink at one of the bars by the river . We sat at a table outside and noticed that somebody had left a book there. Our first thought was to give it to a waiter or hand it over to bartenders. We thought that somebody had lost it and would probably come back to look for it. Then Slawek spotted a white label on the book's cover. The inscription revealed: 

CONGRATULATIONS!! 
You have just found a BOOKCROSSING Book! 
Look inside...

A Bookcrossing Book? I thought, what the hell is it? 
We opened the book and there was another white label that read:

I'M NOT LOST!
I'm a travelling book!

Please pick me up, read me and then give me a ride somewhere else.
You can find out where I've been and let the world know you found me, all by visiting the website and entering the BCID number (the number was written on the book's side with a black marker)

Only then we started understanding what was going on. Basically, average people (like me and you:) ) can release their books "into the wild" and then follow their journeys online, see where they have been, who has read them and how far they have gone.

I found out that the idea itself was created in 2001. A year later, it attracted huge media attention and became a very popular and widespread phenomenon. There is more than 770.000 registered BookCrossers who have registered and released over 5.5 million books worldwide!!! 

It's the first time that I have actually come across something like that... I'm wondering why I haven't heard about this project before... I find it rather fascinating... it is like writing a letter, putting it into a glass bottle and sending it off into the ocean... kind of romantic... :))

The book we have found, Jeffrey Deaver's Manhattan is My Best, was not very interesting, though. I didn't really like it and found it a bit boring and dull... Nevertheless, I think the idea is fantastic and I will definitely release some of my books into the wild :)


Visit www.bookcrossing.com for more info on how to share your books with the world :)

A visit to the vet...

I took Angie to see the vet today. She's had a very strange looking nose for the past few days. It looks like it's been stung or burned or scratched or... I don't know... it just looks strange...
If it was minor wound or not serious injury, it would heal by now... well, it hasn't... so Slawek and I decided to take Angie to the vet...

I called the vet's office this morning and made an appointment for 12.10 pm.

It turned out that Angie's nose has been infected... it could have been anything - a scratch, a bite, a little something that got into her nose and ignited the infection... even a blade of grass could cause the problem... it could be really anything... We got some antibiotic tablets that we need to give to Angie twice a day for the next 5 days... hopefully, it will solve the problem... if not we'll have to come back to see the vet again next week...

The vet checked Angie thoroughly: heart, eyes, back legs, paws, ears, teeth, belly... Aparently, she's in a perfect condition :))

13 May 2009

Symphony...



To live content with small means...

to seek elegance rather than luxury, and refinement rather than fashion...

to be worthy, not respectable, and wealthy, not rich...

to listen to stars and birds, babes and sages, with open heart...

to study hard...

to think quietly, act frankly, talk gently, await occasions, hurry never...

in a word, to let the spiritual, unbidden and unconscious grow up through the common...

this is my Symphony...


by William Ellery Channing


I have found this quote searching the net today and though it was absolutley wonderful... very inspirational, great words to live by...

12 May 2009

Saturday in Camber and Rye

Slawek and I jumped in the car and went to explore Camber on Saturday. We took sandwiches, cookies, some breadsticks and drinks and wanted to have a great, quiet time on the beach. We took a blanket, our cameras and a kite. We got there at about noon, parked our car at a parking near by... the weather was beautiful - it was nice and sunny, +20 degrees... it was just perfect...

So we grabbed all our stuff and started walking up the dunes that protect the village of Camber from the sea... and the moment we reached the beach, everything changed... the wind was blowing like crazy, it got quite chilly suddenly, the sun hid behind the clouds... total madness... We didn't want to dash our hopes of having a nice time so we rented a windshield, found a perfect place on the beach, put a blanket on golden sand and relaxed... 

At least, that is what we tried to do... to relax... but we couldn't... the wind was just horrible!!! It was so strong that even renting the second windshield did not help much... sand was swirling around and was basically everywhere... we couldn't eat or drink anything because it was getting into our mouth... yuk!!!

Slawek couldn't fly his kite because the wind was too strong... we didn't really explore the beach and didn't even try to soak our feet in the sea as it was too chilly... nor did we take any photos on the beach because we feared the sand would damage the lenses...

Angie, of course, was the only one having the best time of her life... she was jumping on the sand like a rabbit, got playful with other dogs there and was getting friendly with other people... she was trying to run away from big, oncoming waves but manged to get herself wet anyway :))

We spend approximately 3 hours on the beach and decided to drive to Rye - a small town located just a couple of kilometers from Camber. 



Rye is a small, ancient town located in the East Sussex countryside. It is placed on the edge of a hill and provides a nice view of Romney Marsh and the River Rother. We went for a stroll through its beautiful, small paved streets filled with historic houses, small boutiques, antigue stores and cafes.





please enlarge this photo 
to see the full name of this antique store...:D

We saw a beautiful fortress - the Camber Castle built by Henry VIII in the 16th century to protect the town from invasion and a medival church from Georgian times; we discovered the Martello Towers from the 19th century and a stunning mill called the Rye Windmill.




The town is really nice and peaceful and we had a great time there :)

On our way back home we took some countryside roads and were passing by huge fields of colza. The fields filled the area with bright, deep yellows and were simply beautiful... I couldn't help it and forced my way through the middle of the field for a photo op :))



World in My Eyes...



Let me take you on a trip
Around the world and back
And you won't have to move
You just sit still

Now let your mind do the walking
And let my body do the talking
Let me show you the world in my eyes

I'll take you to the highest mountain
To the depths of the deapest sea
And we won't need a map, believe me

Now let my body do the moving
And let my hands do the soothing
Let me show you the world in my eyes

That's all there is
Nothing more than you can feel now
That's all there is

Let me put you on a ship
On a long, long trip
Your lips close to my lips

All the islands in the ocean
All the heavens in the motion
Let me show you the world in my eyes

That's all there is
Nothing more than you can touch now
That's all there is

Let me show you the world in my eyes


Depeche Mode
from the album Violator
written by Martin L. Gore