Ad Astra

I can't believe I've never thought of the many thoughts this movie provoked in my mind.

What the hell...

I cried a good load during this feature for too many reasons. I'm just emotionally drained and mentally exhausted at this point and I don't make sense to myself anymore.

Why is it that ethics and psychology practices don't seem to evolve along the technology?
Why is sci-fi still upholding the 50s American vision of what it is to be a man in futuristic settings?
Why bother with the Moon if we will be translating all the Subway-Starbucks-War on ressources culture there?
Why do people driven by ideas and mental achievement and whatnot always seem to create families and progenies on the side that will fatefully pay for being the last concern of these deity figures?

Basta

Poetry on Rewatch

This is so predictable.

Talk to a bunch of self-proclaimed intellectuals about Anime culture, Kon Satoshi's art and architecture as a common character in the platform and they will condescendingly brush it off.

Show them the last and short but articulated Barbican piece on the topic, which was the indirect reason said conversation was brought up in the first place.

And they are all eyes and ears, because fucking Barbican is bringing this shit into frame.

Hell, they are NOW open to "sampling" Metropolis

I don't think I want to meet with these ladies anymore, at least not as frequently as they seem to do.

And Kon Satoshi's death anniversary was few days ago, another reason he kept popping in my mind these days.

So, I'm taking a moment to Hirasawa on that amazing man and the legacy he left.

NYC, So far

NYC Trip Part 1:

1-Stealing the T-shirt he bought as a souvenir (Because he'll never wear it anywhere else anyway and it's a waste of a 2 dollars Goodwill T-shirt)

2-Spending time in Bushwick and Brooklyn while the couple is off to romantic adventures.

3-Reading Yukio Mishima's Confessions of a Mask, TWICE, on the same trip. That's how much commute time I spent in the NYC metro system. But it was the only way to get some time down at the Bronx and it's not like I give enough re-reading to Mishima so...

NYC is definitely NOT my cup of tea, and I sure wish the touristic tendencies of my entourage got answered. Perhaps next time we can venture someplace less crowded and overrun by everything and everyone.

Enfin un sourire

Depuis Mars que je n'ai pas vraiment souri, ou que je ne me suis pas rendue compte que j'etais contente et de bonne humeur.

Pas l'effet que j'attendais au bout de cette tournee de NYC, mais c'est plus que le bienvenue apres la premiere partie un peu triste, un peu pourrie, un peu pourrie-gatee de ces vacances.

This girl is just too precious

What else is there to say?