Day 8: Snorting Plutonium

From an intrepid reader, who answers my question about Big Bang Love, Juvenile A:

46 oku nen no koi = 46 things to always remember about love
Or 4,600,000 thoughts about love.

No quatloos until you can tell me how they got Big Bang Love, Juvenile A from that.

Furthermore, someone must have been reading about my mother's clever 'go to wrong theatre' plan for they've come up with an intriguing twist on it.

The revised plan goes - go to the theatre corresponding to your ticket. Drop your coat/bag on the seat, and then go out for popcorn. Upon returning from the concession stand, go to a different theatre, and flash your ticket stub for admittance. The shaved monkeys wont look that close.

Bonus points: Make a big deal about looking for your coat/bag, since it obviously wont be where you left it. Claim that it 'slipped down behind the seat, or something'

Primo Levi's Journey

Primo Levi was a Jewish-Italian author who, during the war, found himself with an all-inclusive vaction to a eastern Polish resort, courtesy of Il Duce.

After being liberated by the Russians, he took a rather round-about route back to Turin, as the Russians shipped him through the Ukraine, Belarus, Moldovia, Hungary and Austria.

The movie retraces his steps on that journey, but instead of showing the conditions in '45, takes a modern look at various stops along the way. Rather interesting.

Renaissance

Excellent visuals (think Sin City meets Blade Runner). Rather straight-ahead plot. Questionable writing. Poor voice acting.

Enjoyable nonetheless.

The Half Life of Timofey Berezin

How do you measure the half life of a human? Like seriously? A person is an atomic unit - you cant really have a fraction of a person. Well. You could, but that wouldnt be due to a decaying process. More like a chainsaw process.

Anyways. I really, really enjoyed this film - story of a Soviet nuclear technician selling plutonium.

Invisible Waves

P-Giddy liked this one more than I did. It was a bit too... slow for me. Perhaps I'd like it more in a different mood - I was getting hungry.

Red Road

Winner of this years 'most curious use of subtitles' award. The film is directed by an English director. Set in Scotland. Everyone speaks English. Yet, there are subtitles. Even for foley actions - (distant babble). Sheesh. Odd.

Its inconcievable what they get away with in the UK. According to the director, there are something like 16 million CCTV's in the UK, and its a matter of course for pretty much all the major downtown city cores to be under constant surviellance.

It just boggles the mind what would happen to North American politicians if they tried to propose something of a similar scale here. Which reminds me. I have to write Steve a letter. Got a great idea for him.