Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Sunday, March 28, 2010
One day I walked into Saks not knowing that about 20 minutes later, my life would be complete. I stumbled across a sale that happened to have my dream purse for an extra special price. It is a Marc by Marc Jacobs (my absolute favorite) messenger bad I'd had my eye on for a few months. I don't think he's ever made single purse I didn't like. But now I have one bag in my clutches, and it is the best of all colors- RED.
Saturday, March 27, 2010
These are from quite some time ago, but were taken during the giant blizzard that hit here. Not a single person was out on the street, and from my 15th floor window all I could see was a white, desolate city. Eerie, but it made for some good pictures :)
WARNING: SPOILERS OF MOVIE
My version of the plot summary: A company called The Union provides mechanical organs to those who need them. It is thought of as better for the patient since they will not have to wait on a transplant list. The recipient must pay the large sum of money on time or else repo men will come to retrieve it. The way they handle that task is to simply knock the person unconscious and then slice them open to rip out the organ (yes, at this point that poor soul usually dies). Jude Law and Forest Whitaker are the best repo men in the business. When Jude's character has an accident, he receives a heart transplant and is forced to become that which he hunts down everyday. The story then follows his attempt to try to erase his overdue account out of The Union's system.
Last night, my friend invited me to go see Repo Men. His reasons were that organ harvesting makes good entertainment. Well, it was partially true. I was entertained for the beginning of the film watching Jude Law slash through people's skin in order to repossess their overdue organs. However, in the back of my mind I knew that there was definitely something wrong with this picture. In one scene, a worker in the "sales department" is shown discussing the pros of getting a mechanical organ. One of the reasons is that the old way of waiting for organs runs a risk for the patient to die or worsen. Now, this is true. That is a huge reason why many should become organ donors- there are not enough donors out there and many waiting on the transplant list die while waiting. In the film, the "sales team" is portrayed as a giant con act, tricking people into getting a transplant. This is the part that really gets to me. The whole film revolves around showing the transplant recipients as victims and those providing the organs as evil. Because many are not educated organ donation, this will place it in an extremely negative light.
I am the recipient of a heart transplant, and try to do my best to educate others and convince them to donate. Many believe that the doctors will not save you or even kill you if you are an organ donor and need emergency care from an accident/surgery. This is completely untrue. Plus, your organs are needed alive. So think about it- would they kill you to get your organs which would also die with you? That's a grim and blunt way of saying it, but no, they wouldn't.
This film made the rejection of organ donation look cool. I hope that you watch the movie for education of what the health system is not, nor should ever be, like and not ignore an enormous issue that is being presented in it.
Images from www.heyuguys.co.uk, www.photobucket.com
This past week in class, we watched Satajit Ray’s 1955 film Pather Panchali. At first, I was a bit skeptical on how it would go, but at the end I found myself in love with all 122 minutes of it. The narrative reflects the ideas of Italian Neo-realism where simplicity is key and daily life is emphasized. Some aspects of this type is location shooting, everyday people as actors, and basic camera movements. Nothing fancy, but still interesting. What was even better was the soundtrack. As soon as I got out of class, I ran onto Itunes to buy my copy.
It was the same music as in The Darjeeling Limited, a favorite of mine. I recommend you watch both movies and hope you enjoy the sitar sounds as much as I do.
Images from www.dearcinema.com, www.bristol.indymedia.org
So spring is here. Finally, the sun has decided to show its face again in Pittsburgh. That means bb-q, sunglasses, and of course a style renewal. Mine this spring is that I would always like to be wearing red somehow. That may be through an accessory, shirt, sweater, or lips. My latest purchase are my red sunglasses from a little thrift store in town. Red is a color that is vibrant, passionate, and always calls attention ;)
Monday, March 1, 2010
What is it about sitting in a dark cafe that gets the mind to be more imaginative? The other night I sat in a dark fish market restaurant and thought of ways to make this one eating experience change my entire life. So I kept my sunglasses on all of dinner for a change. What if my staple style was to always wear sunglasses? What did other people think I looked like? (Most likely the answer to that question is completely insane) But have a look at the dishware even. How would this look in your house? What if you moved to California, or more specifically Santa Barbara. Would the dishware match your household's decor? These things run through my mind whenever I go to a dimly lit restaurant... Pick your favorite item on the menu and just wait... your mind will start racing about what you can do with yourself, how you can be better, how you'll be famous one day.