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April 21, 2006

My life is a series of small destructions
F Scott Fitzgerald

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The pain came sneaking up on me last night. It responded to painkillers so not that big a deal.
My vision seems to be worsening. They don't consider it an emergency so no Doctor until Weds. at SEVEN THIRTY!!! IN THE MORNING!!
This afternoon both of my hands started to cramp up badly. This used to frighten me but now I don't panic. It takes all the strength from the opposite hand but I can bend the hands back into position. It was going from hand to hand for a while. They're still sore but its only worrisome because it probably indicates something.
What worries me is that my puppy gets agitated when I'm unwell. So, if she seems to be picking up on it I make a point of going outside and playing as hard as I can.
That calms her down.
Like most of us, she loves to play.

ImmortalbelovedI spent the evening watching the Godzilla sequel.
I liked it fine. There were a number of things I enjoyed on a “camp” level. (Like the fact that Godzilla just reappeared after being savagely killed in the first. It's handled by saying, “That Godzilla is dead at the bottom of the sea. This is a new Godzilla!”)
Some things were just cool; like the first ever giant monsters fighting in the middle of Osaka sequence - very black and white, very energetic and very fun in a WWF way.
I also liked the way Godzilla not only reappeared but he reappeared locked in combat with a giant armadillo
They decided this beast was an Angliasaurus . . . hence to be named Anglia . . .
They elucidated comments about Anglia come from a copy of the encyclopedia Brittanica. They only have one copy so there is some argument around the conference table about who gets to hold the actual book. But then I found the next bit very amusing (A digression here; one of my best friends is an archaeologist - he told me about a popular archeological insanity - he had found a small piece of pottery about 1 inch square, from this he surmised the shape of the pot, which he envisaged as an ornate gilded piece, and from that he envisaged the pedestal it had to sit upon, from that the room, from that the castle that held the room, from that the society that held the castle, complete with laser swords and flying horses. Its a common problem in the isolated scientific community, I guess. the film ended with it probably being a pot some ancient woman used to boil clothes and turnips in.)
Anyway, its decided that the “expert” should be the one to hold the book . . . so he can refer to it I suppose.
“We have found a bone from an ancient Anglia. From it we know it was a meat eating creature. It was virtually indestructible. Its only vulnerable spots being its neck and stomach. The Anglia was the enemy of all the war like creatures. We men of science are pleased that its appearance battling with Godzilla bears this all out. Gentlemen, we have no weapons capable of defeating Anglia short of the hydrogen bomb.”
Alpha Howl
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I liked that from one bone they could tell it was the enemy of all war like creatures. I liked that there were ancient war like creatures. The question come to mind about where it views mankind but that is outside the plot.
What happened next is rather incredible. It reminded me of why I loved being a film student. In any film, I think, there is always a chance for great beauty. Sometimes the most dreadful films will happenstance into a beautiful shot, a elegiac moment.
the “expert” decides to show a film of Godzilla, so that the community will remember the terror they are about to deal with. He turns on a silent 16 mm projector.
We see the projected image against the blank wall while we watch the entire conclusion of the original Gojira flic. But we watch it in dead silence.
At first there is the steady click of the projector but as the carnage crescendo's it too falls into silence. And then all there is, is the image of the monster destroying the world.
It wasn't until the next film, King Kong VS Godzilla, that the special effects got lousy and the plotting started is saccharine turn and bathetic nausea inducing turgidity.
In these films the ambition is high, the characters intense and purely Japanese. It attempts and often succeeds, in giving an insight into a people's soul.
And that is probably enough words about movies starring men in rubber suits.

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