Wednesday Matinée
posted on January 20, 2010 by Michelle
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Wednesday Matinée
posted on January 6, 2010 by Michelle
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I will go awn
posted on January 5, 2010 by Michelle
I was talking to a colleague today about James Cameron's AVATAR topping the US$1bn mark and noting that it only had to earn another US$600,000,000 to become the second largest money making movie ever - the first being Titanic - and that was one of his too.
She scoffed and said that Titanic was the worst movie she had ever seen. EVER. And the main reason for that was because of Leonardo diCaprio who, at that stage of his career, she said, still hadn't learned to act. Which I thought was a bit harsh - especially in a world were they still let Nicolas Cage make movies.
Her broad, sweeping statement about a movie that is clearly (millions of unmarked dollar bills: clearly) beloved by millions of fans, got my hackles up - which is weird because I'm not a Titanic fan (the movie, not a reference to my size) nor do I have actual hackles anymore - but I've seen such films as Deep Blue Sea and The Phantom of the Opera (7.2 IMDB? really??) so I know a thing or two about bad movies.
And there's a lesson in this story for everyone - don't interact with colleagues. Just don't. It never ends well and you won't get the mileage out of your hackles you were hoping for when you had them fitted.
[Blogger's Aside: I started remembering Phantom and comparing it to Titanic and now I'm losing feeling in my legs, there's a strange white light and I think.. is that, Uncle Jack??
SNAP OUT OF IT MICHELLE - you can't die from thinking about bad movies...
or.. can you?
(okay that doesn't work so well without the spooky music to accentuate the tension)]
ALSO: I apologise for not having a point to this blog post. My hackles didn't really rise that much either - I did find myself becoming defensive of Titanic, feeling I needed to rescue it from my colleagues opinion. Then I realised the highest earning movie of all time really doesn't need the help of someone who didn't really like it much to begin with. That behemoth was big enough to take on all-comers.
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posted on December 30, 2009 by Michelle
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Wheturangi
posted on December 29, 2009 by Michelle
Mokau
posted on December 27, 2009 by Michelle
You might wonder how anyone could love a beach made of black sand. This sand so fine it gets into everything, including the fabric of swimming costumes making light colours seem moldy and dirty. It absorbs heat from the sun to degrees that don't just cause discomfort, but some days actual burns. But nothing says 'home' to me (on days cloud is covering Mt Taranaki) as much as stopping at Mokau Beach and seeing this dark beachline curve along the coast.
I stop at Mokau on each of hundreds of trips from Auckland to Waitara - for a few years I took photos of the family and we have a very short record of the kids growing taller and older on the same or similar driftwood logs. It's a place to let the dog off and she ricochets between the grass and the waves, digging and rolling, chasing sticks and barking at wrestling children.
As soon as we stopped in the carpark, Tandia stripped down to skivvies and dived right down the bank and into the warm, fine black ironsand - she was instantly covered - black sand sticking to her white knickers, up her arms, over her face and up into her blonde hair. She didn't care, and neither did the dog. The sand sticking to Bailey's eyelids and making her look like she was wearing thick eye liner.
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posted on December 26, 2009 by Michelle
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