The Day's Events

After working through most of last night and going to bed at 5am, getting 5 hours sleep and then getting up at 11am to finish off my essays, I had a free evening.

Some friends were desperate to see Spike Jonze's "Where the Wild Things Are" and so I went along primarily out of curiosity, as well as something to do as the latter part of the afternoon could have potentially been a little bit lonely. I could have learnt my lines for my drama assessment on Monday, but I really needed a break from working to tell the truth. And so, we ventured to the Odeon to watch, what I thought was going to be light children's entertainment.

As soon as it started, I gathered that it wasn't just all fun and laughs, but that there was actually something of magnitude to be considered in the story. Although the plot is unbelieveably simply, and not much seems to happen, there is a lot which goes unsaid. However, words are not needed. There was more said without words, and this added a real deep sadness and weight to each character. There is a real melancholy atmosphere thoughout the whole film, even the happy moments are tinged with a certain sadness. However, by no means is the film depressing. It is reflective and has a lot of depth to it. The plot is overtly simple, yet there is a lot which is unspoken and that is what really grabs your attention.

Holding it, however, is a bit different. My only criticism is that it dragged a little, although I can understand that this is unavoidable when making a film from such a simple story. Effects wise, the animations were really wonderful. I barely even noticed them because the 'Wild Things' were just so life like. The soundtrack by Karen O was also really wonderful, its quite moody yet has a sense of joy simultanteously. It corelates beautifully with the images. I would give it 4/5 *

Afterwards, Luke dropped Geraldine off and went to pick Heather and Charlotte up. Then we (Luke, me, Sam, Charlotte and Heather) all went to a pub to watch some wonderful musicians play. The drive there was SO scary. It was a really foggy night and we were driving along some country lanes with twists, turns and sharp bends. Not pleasant. Especially not for Luke who had to cope with our 'worroed' sound effects. i.e. "ARGH!!!" When we arrived (safely, thankfully) we were so hunry and so were forced to eat over-priced food and drink because the pub was super-posh. The decor was really nice though and the atmosphere was laid back and relaxed, despite the fact that we felt really out of place compared with all the older, richer people who made up a vast majority of the audience. After a couple of hours of just enjoying the company and the music, it was time to head home.

Sleep is beginning to catch up with me now. So hopefully I will be able to get a good 10 hours in tonight before work tomorrow. After that, I think I should probably learn my lines. Ahh...there's no rest for the wicked. I never got that phrase...anyway, explanations welcome. Night all.