Barmy Blue's Bland Blog

Well, not much to say. I got my last english lit. Essay back, 64, that’s good. Not as crap as I’d thought. Ironic thing is that it turn out I picked a different subject than most of the others, I can’t remember much about it now, on narrative and comparing the idea of suspense in Paradise Lost and Waiting for Godot. I thought this rather odd, because I went for the thing that I thought was easiest. Our choices o what to write about were broader this time. It had to be comparing paradise lost and something else we’d studied that term. I took down all of the boks and went through them logically. Jane Eyre was out for 2 reasons, 1) I’d already done my first essay on it and 2) I hadn’t finished it and it’d take too long to do in the end. The Member of the Wedding was out for the same, first, reason as Jane Eyre, I’d compared the two in my last essay. That just left poetry by Andrew Marvell (We hadn’t gone into enough detail), Turn of the Screw (not finished and it’d take too long) and Waiting for Godot (Not finished but not far from it) so I picked that, finished it and thought of things to compare. In the end I chose the suspense in both of them (I must point out that I hadn’t finished Paradise Lost either but I knew the plot because we studied it in detail). I can’t even remember what I wrote, I was up so long doing it, all through the night, and morning. In the end at about 8-9ish am I couldn’t do anymore so I printed it out and handed it in early. It was very frosty I remember. I made a happy face on top of the bin, and then a sad one because I ran out of credits, had to go and get my purse from my room and top my card up to print it all out again (I screwed up the first time).
It seems all that effort paid off though.

In unrelated news, I’ve watched all of Elfen Lied and I think I’m nearly done with Blood+ too. That’ll be a shame. I recently saw a film called twilight of the dark master. I thought it was okay but it could have been expanded on, it was only 45 minutes.
Ah yes, that reminds me I saw The Golden Compass at the start of the holiday. I knew it wouldn’t be as good as the book but I had no idea it’s be so.... I can’t think of the word. Not a disappointment. Not crap. Not completely inaccurate. A letdown perhaps? No, I didn’t have high expectations for it to begin with. If I find an appropriate word I’ll let you know.
I saw it with mum. All the time I was sitting there I was resisting the urge to mutter that didn’t happen. It wasn’t like that. He wasn’t there. I managed to turn it into minute hand gestures. It was insane, they added in things that weren’t even in the book (then again that always happens) and had things in the wrong order and everything, and they cut out characters (again that always happens) It was like they were just showing the barest bones of the story with bits they’d stuck on in an attempt to make it look good. In the end I thought to myself, I wonder if I could understand this film if I hadn’t read the book. I concluded that it was unlikely. I could follow those barest bones sure but I’d have so many questions like what’s she talking about, who’s he? Why’d they do that? Surely they’d have known she was there? Afterwards I asked mum if it had made sense to her. She thought it had. There were one or two minor things she asked me to explain. I’d have picked apart the whole plot for her if she’d asked but my mum can be a rather simple woman sometimes so as long as she got the basic meaning she didn’t mind. She’d probably just accept the lamppost in Narnia (I know it’s a different book, I’m just remembering when I saw The Lion The Witch and The Wardrobe with mum and then Tom). Mum would just think, oh, a lamppost. Whereas I’d be screaming in my mind, what’s a lamppost doing there? How’d it get there? Why is there just one? Who put it there? Afterwards Tom explained it to me (Obviously feeling very smug because he’d read the whole Chronicles of Nanria and I hadn’t at that time).
Back to the film though. I thought the plot was so terrible in comparison to the book, and the fact it’s called The Golden Compass and not The Northern Lights I managed to set it in my mind as an almost completely different story, almost, and pushed it out of my mind.


I probably had other stuff to say but my battery’s running dangerously low now.

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