Monday, November 8, 2010

The Walker (fallout fanfiction)

I don't know what day it is. The month is October, year 2156.

This morning I saw some crabs picking at a corpse. They scurried off as I walked past them. I got back into town at dawn, my feet were blistering. The doctor back at the post did what she could, which wasn't much.


Met up with Carl while I was back. He invited me into his home. Guess he was in a good mood, he doesn't usually do that. He had a few beers left in the fridge, they were decayed but still much better than what I'm used to.

I spent a long time sitting and resting my feet and looking around at Carl's paintings. Been a while since I'd been in such a nice place.


Carl's wife was sleeping in the bedroom. I wonder if he realizes how lucky he is to have a wife who's still pretty, and isn't a cannibal or a thief. Sometimes I wonder if I could live this sort of life. Probably not.


Right now it's 5:43 according to my watch, but that might be broken so I don't really know what time it is. I think I'll head out soon. A sandstorm started up outside. I kind of like it.

Friday, May 21, 2010

Valhalla Rising (2010)

This is an interesting movie. There are so many things about it I want to dive into and personally change myself. The editing, cgi blood, slow-motion, little things here and there. And then there's the character of One-Eye. Nicolas Winding Refn has said that the character is meant to be a monolith. A creature, not a human. He's not supposed to have identifiable emotions or true motivations for anything he does. Every time I think about that I get upset.


One-Eye is a human. Nicolas Refn might not have intended it, but he is a human. Everyone I've heard from who's been close to this movie, be it people who worked on it or people who've seen it, cannot get on board with the idea that One-Eye isn't human. Mads Mikkelsen himself said to Refn that he thinks he should register human emotion, but Refn refused and carried on. The interviewer in the commentary track with Refn said to Refn himself that he didn't understand the idea of him being an "alien". I can buy the monolith idea absolutely; he doesn't speak, and anyone can apply whatever dogma or idea they want into him. He can be whatever people want him to be. But the fact is that he IS innately something. What that something is may not be terribly deep, but it is nontheless something.

We begin the story with him as a slave, in the opening section entitled Wrath. He fights and sleeps in a cage every day, for what we're led to believe has been years. This is when the idea that he's a monolith comes into play; the pagan vikings that control him use him as a tool for money. He fights, and never loses. The chieftan himself says that he's driven by hate. Hatred for his captors, which is expressed in vivid detail in the scene where he escapes. He mercilessly cuts down two viking warriors within seconds, and then tears out a third man's guts with his bear hands. This is true, seething hatred. This is a very, very dark human. but still a human. He had motivations for doing what he did.

He goes to America with christian vikings. They start blaming him for bad things, others praising him for good things. Some say he and the boy will bring luck. Later on, they say they brought them to hell. He's a monolith in the way that nobody understands him, but they fool themselves into thinking they do. All we, or they know, is that he is very good at killing people and he doesn't much care where he goes. He protects a boy, we assume, because the boy fed him when he was locked up and was the only one who didn't show contempt for him. But then I start thinking back to what Refn said; he's not human. What? Every time I think back to what he says about One-Eye I start to think he must be fucking with me.

By the end of the film, One-Eye kills three men who attack him out of blame for the misery they've endured. He then decides to walk up a hill with the boy, two of the Christians following him. The Christians realize why they really went out on their mission in the first place, without thinking of God or One-Eye or anything but their own motivations. These are great moments, reminiscent of the film Stalker by Tarkovsky.


The ending is possibly the most frustrating part of the entire thing. One-Eye guides the boy to some distant rock in a vast ocean, and natives appear out of nowhere. From everything we know previously, any threat to One-Eye or the boy is responded in One-Eye killing the threat in moments. But instead, he grabs the boys arm, as if to tell him "everything is going to be ok", and lets the natives kill him. This is just as much a death sentence to the boy as is fighting them. Where is the boy going to go? He's in the middle of nowhere. There's no possible way he will survive. While One-Eye dies and becomes a spirit, still looking over the lands as he does in his visions, the boy he took along with him for the entire meandering journey is going to die. What was the point? What was the point to anything that happened in the movie? Refn says it's a story about the evolution of religion. Ok, I get that, and that's very interesting, but good god he could have shot higher. So much of it was a waste.

Now I'm going to describe what I wanted and expected. The first 20 minutes feel like a sped up version of a truly brilliant character piece. The fights, the cage One-Eye lives in, the interaction with the boy. The chieftan and his annoyance with the christian vikings, having to live in the fringes of the earth. All of those things could have been developed far more extensively. Give us more fights, more betting between the vikings. All of this would make a much different overall movie, but it's what I wanted to see so desperately that I can't help but talk about it here.

Nicolas Refn has talent, he just needs to be controlled. If not by himself then by a studio. I came away from this movie thinking he didn't have a clear enough picture of what he wanted to do. It wasn't concrete, it was all over the place. And the reason I'm critical and trying to get into his shoes is because I just really want to make a movie like this. But that's being selfish.


Anyway, that's enough complaining. Aside from everything I've said, the movie is great. It's better than most of the stuff out there, and it makes you think. The cinematography is some of the most beautiful I've seen since The New World, and the action scenes are incredible. It evokes atmosphere like no other, and you can really feel a true passion underneath everything. It's the best movie I've seen this year, and probably my favorite Refn movie if only because of the first 20 minutes and the mood of the entire piece. His best film is probably Bronson, but if he can figure out what he's really doing as a director he can only improve from here.

Saturday, March 6, 2010

Not my people (Rant)

The people of my generation and younger, not that I'm so wise as to know whether these people are the majority or not, are becoming nihilists. They place no significant weight on human interaction or the importance of manners and respect. It's all an inconvenience on the way to what they want, where they need to be. Be it in video games, jobs, friendships, activities, you name it. Technology is catering to the individual, and in the process the individual loses sight of what it is to be an individual; technology has replaced it. The situation I was in is, albeit, at the highest level of this; people who have been so deeply immersed in the competitive gaming world, so used to using the people around them that they interact with them more like objects than people deserving of respect and care. It is not a fun experience of gathered enjoyment, but one of utter indifference.

Technology makes it convenient for nothing to matter. It can cut everything down to it's absolute core if you so desire, but this is a delusion. A digital world has been crafted, not unlike The Matrix, of information and influence. Social networking, media, gaming, forums; it's all there. The tools available are astounding, and the ideas are sound, but the reality is horrifying. Anyone who's ever spent over a week or two completely seperated from technology in nature or the wild should understand what reality actually is. It's not treating people like garbage. Not feeding into internet persona addiction. Not assuming you know how everything is because technology has given you the answers. You have no answers. You have an altered perspective of the world, while perhaps being true in it's knowledge of facts, lacks the feeling behind them. The way the world is right now, It's not only stripping away any reasons to care, but also reasons to feel.

The age of social networking has degraded interpersonal relationships at an astounding degree, in too many different layers for me to describe here. Our dependence on immediate satisfaction in the form of the internet and technology is now taken for granted, and almost everything is seen as boring or overdone by today's youth. Imagine the joy and excitement that people of older generations would look at today's world in, only to see the people who have now grown up in it living it in a perspective that seems utterly barren of honesty the old ones are seeing it with.

None of what I say will matter, because I'm a hypocrite. Everything here that I condemn, I use. I preach against people disparaging others online, but my words mean nothing because I have no face. People will read this and say I should "stop crying", and to just "get over it". I have the awareness of what this is all about, the danger of it, but I won't cut it off from my life simply because everyone else revolves around it. To change is to become even more alienated from my generation, not that that's scared me before. I'm sure it will happen soon enough.

"Nobody cares about anything anymore. And no one knows why nobody cares." -The Void