My graduation date may need to be pushed back a few years. I love these puzzles. This one in particular is quite devious. Mind games. The math is so delicious.
This post's theme word: birl, "to rotate (a floating log) by running on it in place," or "to spin or rotate. "
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Monday, December 21, 2009
Inglorious Basterds
I saw Inglorious Basterds a few weeks ago. It was good. Really good. Edge-of-the-seat-gripping good. Quentin Tarantino can just do things with a camera and two actors in a room that give me chills, that make me laugh with delight at the wonder of their construction. The symbolism in this film was absurd, abstract, fantastic. (In one scene, my brain kept shouting, "Why is there cream?! What does the cigarette mean?" I have a fully-formed hypothesis on dairy, whiteness, and parallelism [the first and last scenes, although completely different, have excessive parallelism], but don't want to spoil it for you.)
Most movies are a little formulaic and predictable. This man has an unexpected style -- I never know what is going to happen next. I am often surprised (especially given Tarantino's predilection for extreme violence).
Go see it.
This post's theme word: rhubarb, "a heated dispute; a brawl." Delightful! Unexpected! Symbolic?
Most movies are a little formulaic and predictable. This man has an unexpected style -- I never know what is going to happen next. I am often surprised (especially given Tarantino's predilection for extreme violence).
Go see it.
This post's theme word: rhubarb, "a heated dispute; a brawl." Delightful! Unexpected! Symbolic?
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