I Know Why European Women Don't Shave Their Legs

I thought it was an interesting title--it came to me the first time I attempted to shave my legs in our shower. As you can note from the picture, our shower is tiny. (Thus, the answer being "because their showers are so small!") Yes, it was a little disappointing getting off the airplane after over 24 hours of traveling, only to open our bathroom door and discover that it looks exactly like an airplane's bathroom. I don't know who designed the color scheme, but they surely liked red.
But that's something I've noticed about Italy--things here are a lot smaller in proportion. It's very noticeable coming from the US, where materialism is key, and we value our personal space. So naturally, we always take more than we ever need. It's a cultural thing in a way, but of course I never fully realized this until you spend some time away from it all. And not going to lie, at first, it freaked me out. It's the sort of psychology when you know you have limited air, so all of a sudden, you can't breathe, or you start to breathe really heavily. These next few examples are really corny, but it's things I notice.

One: we eat family-style here at the center for lunch and dinner. We have four courses, as is the way Italians eat. They bring out only enough to feed everyone at the table, with ideally, very little or none left over. Can you conceive that?! Only what you need. At first, it was a little getting used to--even though you were still hungry, only taking a little portion of the first and second courses to make sure you had room for the later ones. Also, to make sure everyone else at the table got some as well. We are just so used to taking what we need, not thinking of anyone else (because in the land of excess, there is always more for others, they just have to get it themselves), and satisfying our immediate desires (we're hungry now, so we fill up right away). To the Italians, meals are social, and in a way, require an art to the way you eat. They enjoy the food, and the wine, and the company. Being full is a secondary thought--a bonus, if you will, of the art of eating.

Two: their roads are narrow, their hallways narrow, and their cars are tiny! (They have so many scooters, Smart Cars, and even one-seater cars, which are the funniest things in my opinion.) You also have to rely a lot more on public transportation, and especially your own two feet. They really are a healthy bunch. And I find it interesting to note that their fashion also coincides with practicality--at least, the mass fashion. Fashionable boots that are durable and waterproof AND comfortable; jackets that are stylish and extremely warm; in general, they dress for the weather and work with their enviornment rather than forcing it to work with them. I mean, they live in a beautiful country, so what do they have to complain about?!? :)


The first is a smart car that is so tiny, you can park it in sideways, and it fits! The second is the UPS mail "smart car" lol. It's adorable! And we're pretty sure it can't carry too many packages... (PS, these pictures were taken in Rome)

But when I first realized the whole there's-not-enough-oxygen-to-breathe phenomenon was walking down our stairs. They are wooden/stone stairs (they change material about halfway) and have carpet on them, which was intended to be walked on, of course. I found myself unnaturally concentrating on walking within the space permitted--I almost felt like I was being confined to this narrow strip of carpet, and it would be considered rude to not use it properly. Then I would find myself getting unnaturally frustrated with this little strip of carpet. I had to walk down up and down it every day, multiple times a day, and I was getting really annoyed at how narrow it was! I'm being completely serious--this is so ridiculous, I know. And I remember thinking, "Italians! In America, the carpet would at least be twice this wide, so we didn't even have to think about walking within the lines!" And immediately the next thought process followed: but do we actually need that wide of a carpet? Is that just a waste of material, money, and energy? Because if I really pause to take into account the space I occupy as I walk, it's not really that much...in fact...it's actually pretty close to the width of that stupid carpet they have on the stairs.

Lesson learned? I think so. At least, the differences were more pronounced. You can get by with a lot less than you think. You hear that all the time, and in theory it makes sense, but to live for an extended amount of time with...less, is different. And at the same time, aren't you actually living more because of it? Same goes for traveling--you really can only bring exactly what you need, because you don't want to be carrying that stuff all the way to your hostel and on trains, planes, etc. I'm actually considering this a game, now. To try to see exactly how few things I can get by on. It's a learning experience, especially about myself! And it tests my creative juices; have to come up with an effective alternative if you don't have the necessary requirements nearby (such as, uh...laundry.) But I do find myself living more, and worrying less about material goods. But being in Europe could also be part of it all.

Other things to note about Italy: They LOVE Nutella here. They don't have peanut butter, and they have these vats of Nutella. Also, they eat fruit for dessert--so as a whole, not a very sweet-tooth focused country, though they do love their nutella crepes and gelato.

Italia on the Tuscan Side

So, I kinda feel like I should have posted something a while ago, but my excuse is that I’ve been so busy with getting settled here, AND Yahoo! apparently knows I’m in Italy, so everything is in Italian, and I’m trying to figure out how to post an entry. If you’re reading this, that means I have succeeded.  Yay.
Things I have noticed about Italy thus far:
1. Beauty—the people and the landscape
2. Italians are passionate people.
3. Gelato = delicious
4. Everyone here smokes
5. Everyone here wears skinny jeans
6. EVERYTHING has a story—usually a long history.
7. Euros are expensive
8. Everyone has dogs—and they are either very small ones with tons of fur, or GIANT dogs who are super fat (like German Shepherds, Great Danes, Pit bulls, etc.)
9. When you whisper, the faintest sound is magnified and echoes off of the walls of the buildings in the narrow streets.
10. Italians drive like bats out of hell, whipping around narrow streets. I think they don’t believe in using brakes, for they don’t even slow down for pedestrians (but our prof made it clear to us the first day that pedestrians don’t get the right-of-way in Italian law).
11. Italians are very social people, who are expressive in their love for one another
12. Beauty

Castiglion Fiorentino, the city that we live in, is a smaller town filled with very friendly people who love the students at the center. We live next to a church, whose bells toll all the time, adding to that European atmosphere. We walk a lot, and my cross-country legs are actually starting to come back. I’ve lost a bit of weight—eating healthy food and walking up all the hills here. We live in the mountainous region, which makes an even more beautiful scenic view—it’s the whole Tuscan charm. But the hills in town are intense. Megan (my roommate) joked that they would definitely not have passed code in America because of the risk they would create when it rains or snows (which is does a lot here—rain, that is). Most of the hills are a 45 degree incline, and you walk up them practically bent over, your legs screaming and gasping for breath. The weather is cold, but you get used to it, like anything I suppose. It’s going to be beautiful when the weather gets warmer. Classes aren’t even worth mentioning. Though my Italian class is great. The Professor is from Castiglion F.no (the abbreviation for our city—I know it looks ridiculous), and she is the sweetest lady. Hopefully I’ll be pretty good in Italian by the end of this trip. The Italians that I have encountered thus far truly appreciate it when you try to speak their language, and they generally are a lot nicer to you (versus treating you like the dumb American you act as). But apparently, my French helps, because I have been picking up the language pretty well. One of the goals I have for this entire experience is to be able to converse with the locals and become a part of their lives—at least get a glimpse of what makes this country Italia.
Today, we went to an antiques fair in Arezzo (the closest major town to us). The entire city was filled with tents with everything you could imagine. We spent the entire morning/afternoon there wandering around. I bought a hat, which you will now see in pictures to come. But as we were walking the streets, an Italian accordion player was playing this beautiful melody in the street lined with an open-air market—I got it on video, but I feel it truly captured Italian culture in such a small glimpse (for afterwards, his partner came up to us, asking for money).
Also one thing I didn’t really take into account when I came here—I automatically turned 21. And, considering I am the baby of this entire group (there is one other girl who is my age, everyone is a junior or older, and have been 21 for a while), we often go out to the bars at night and have a good time. Mixed drinks are actually pretty good, considering what you get. Wine is wonderful & cheap here as well. But I really like this group of people. It is a little different, because I’ve had to grow up a bit, just because they are pretty mature. But we laugh and joke and have a good time anyway—they are still college kids. It was slightly awkward at first, just cause no one really knew each other, but the ice was quickly broken, and soon we were planning our weekend trips with each other and hanging out all the time. I journal a lot, and because of that, get behind a little in my homework, but c’est la vie. It is just funny how quickly you get accustomed to everything—the different ways Italians do things, taking public transportation all the time, etc. Today we went to the Laundromat, and the owner spoke no English whatsoever, but he was nice enough to drive us back up the hill to our center for free. It was strange getting in a car again…
So, I’ve been rambling, I know, but I will still have so much more to say when I get back to the US. I won’t shut up, but y’all are under no obligation to read all this! :) Next week we go to Rome (“Roma” en Italiano). And that song always gets stuck in my head…. Roma…Ro-ma-ma…

In the Eternal City of Fountains...

My homesickness has faded away. At first it was a bit frightening being in a different country, a complete foreigner, greatly separated by the language barrier. But now I'm starting to feel at home. My Italian is improving slightly, and every Monday here I have a class where we get a class of lively ten year-olds and tutor them in English. They have such vibrant personalities and such intelligent minds! My roomie Roselyn and I have 4 kids - 3 boys and 1 girl. There's Alessio, the little punk, who's imaginative, hyper, brilliant, and such a clown. Then there's Mateo, Alessio's best friend and fellow troublemaker; together they are so hilarious. Next is Julie, a girl who loves swimming and knows an impressive amount of English. She sides with Roselyn and I when we poke fun at boys and make jokes. Last is little Andrea, who looks so much like a young version of Jonathan "Jonfen" Safran Foer of Everything is Illuminated. His English isn't as good, so he's quieter than the rest but he's just as bright. I love working with these kids, they're so eager to learn and so full of life! You see them and you just know they're full of grand ideas and imaginings about the world. The language barrier is nothing for this class - a few minutes into knowing each other we're laughing, joking, imitating each other, drawing, playing games, and talking about our lives. We love our kids.

The city's been easier to navigate too. It sure helps your sense of direction when you have modern world wonders reminding where you are at every other street corner. And here, all the students discover a different part of the city and in a process of getting to know each other effectively become each other's guides for the entire limits. I've been getting to know so many people here, it's amazing. I love it. There's an amazing character in the body of UD students that shows up subtly in each person. This is such a wonderful community.

I'm encountering so many new experiences every day, that it's almost overwhelming, but it really forces you to emerge as a stronger and more independent person. There is so much fear a person might run into here, that you've gotta toughen up and in the process you discover many things about yourself. I gotta say, I really like where this is going. Life is good.

Love, Mika :)

Well, This Isn't As Exciting As Italy, But...

"(talking about writing sentences)... don't pad them, enjoy thinking about the language..."

- Curtis Swope, my German Cinema professor.

I think what my professor said today is quite beautiful and it got me to thinking. How wonderful would it be if every time we sat down to write a paper, a poem, a facebook message, or a blogpost, we used words to express the beauty and volatility of our language. What if we study words not just as a means to state facts or our ideas, but as elements or tools of creating art that can only be understood by certain groups of people? Hmm.

Food for thought.

Also, in case you were wondering why a German Cinema professor was talking about writing techniques, it's because 1. the methods and skills used in writing are similar to those we use to critically analyze films (not sure how, but I guess I'll find out) and 2. we'll have to write papers that include such analyses and the tips he gave are supposed to help us express our arguments.

Arrival in a Strange Land!!!

I still kind of find it hard to believe that I'm going to be living in Italy for the next four months. I'm a little intimidated by my lack of knowledge of Italian, but I think that by four months this will really feel like home. To begin with, the land is beautiful. We land at the Rome airport and within minutes we're sailing past such lush, green countryside with grazing sheep and fog-covered mountains. We arrive at the Due Santi, my current residence, a small property with palm trees, vineyards and groves of olive trees. Our window opens out to reveal acres and acres of vibrant, wild land barely affected by its human inhabitants. The air is cold, but the sun is warm and after lunch we find ourselves laying out in the sun and just being so, so content. Tomorrow we are venturing out to go to Rome and see the St. Peter's Basilica - we'll learn the public transportation system which our school allows us to navigate for free (good job, UD ;] ). The days are not too much colder than in Texas, but the nights get pretty chilly, and there's no heating in the dorm rooms, so we dress warmly all the time. It's still a bit colder than I like, but I know I'll manage.

One of the most interesting thing to me is the time difference. It seems so late at 7:00 now that the sun has set and I know that back home in Texas it's only noon. The internet here is pretty difficult to obtain out here in the countryside where we are, and thus very expensive, so our minimal networking service here closes down at 10:00 pm, meaning that communication home ends at 3:oo pm central time. It's a bit troublesome, but I have a feeling I won't be spending much time on the computer here anyway. Most students even turn in their papers handwritten. I know I'm going to enjoy this coming semester. I'll stay in touch, ciao! ;)

Love, Mika

Avatar

"Just relax and let your mind go blank. That shouldn't be too hard for you." -Grace

James Cameron's Avatar is about crippled, ex-Marine Jake Sully (Sam Worthington) who goes to the alien planet of Pandora, which is being ruthlessly mined by a corporation. Sully has volunteered to take his twin brother's place after he dies and must now go amongst the natives (who are living on top of the biggest mineral deposit) in his alien "avatar" to study them and find their weaknesses. However, the more time he spends with the natives the more he comes to respect them and the more torn he becomes between the peaceful, diplomatic Dr. Grace Augustine (Sigourney Weaver) and the war-mongering Colonel Miles Quaritch (Stephen Lang). And when war becomes inevitable, which side will he choose?

I'll just preface this whole thing with two facts: this is James Cameron's first film in over ten years and it cost over $250 million to make. These two facts can explain why I went to see this movie at all because it had nothing to do with the trailer. I will also say that the visuals were spectacular. Live action and animation blended seamlessly and presented the image of a beautiful and inventive alien world. And even though it was 2 1/2 hours, I was never bored. However, this is not a great movie. This is an enjoyable movie that I have now seen once but that I will never go out of my way to see again. And the reason is two words: character development. It's a novel thing that some people put in their scripts, James Cameron. I suggest you try it sometime. In fact, it was while watching this movie that I finally realized why I never liked Titanic. Rose's fiancee is unrealistically selfish and cruel and Rose and Jack are too wonderful. Same for Avatar. All the characters except for Jake are flatter than paper dolls with no complexity and little to no character motivations. Quaritch is evil because he is a Marine officer, therefore he MUST want to completely wipe out indigenous peoples and laugh about it later. Grace is the tough but fair scientist who wants to study the indigenous people, therefore she MUST sympathize wholeheartedly and unreservedly with the natives. Neytiri (Zoe Saldana) is a native princess, therefore she MUST be one with nature and commune with Mother Willow the Tree of Souls. Parker Selfridge (Giovanni Ribisi) is a businessman, therefore he MUST be a soulless corporate tool. Beautiful, James Cameron. How long did it take you to come up with these characters? As for the protagonist, Jake Sully, his "transformation" is about as stereotypical as you can get. Slightly disillusioned military man realizes the "savages" he has been sent to kill are actually wise, noble people and their nature worship is far better than our crazy civilized ideas. BORING!

On top of that, this movie is so green, it recycles the plot. Man of European descent comes to a strange place with strange people and realizes that the very thing he has been searching for is amongst the very people he was sent to fight. Also, he should fall in love with one of the natives, preferably the chief's daughter, thus making a rival out of the chief warrior.

Studio Exec: Hey, James Cameron, do you think we should change it up at all? Maybe add some unexpected twist or unique character?
James Cameron: No, if it worked for Pocahontas and Dances with Wolves, it will work for us!
Studio Exec: But do you think people will notice that we ripped off a bunch of other movies?
James Cameron: I already set it on an alien planet which I've cleverly named Pandora! What more do you want?
Studio Exec: Touche.

Ignoring the blatant rip-offs, let's examine the plot itself. I'm sick of movies about the "noble savage" and this movie doesn't redeem them in my eyes. I suppose this goes along with characters but can someone please explain why the natives are all perfect while we're all corrupt!? Note to Rousseau, those "noble savages" become us. Which means that the corrupt people in our society are in their's too! They are not perfect! We are not horrible! Once again, flat and stereotypical. The rest of the plot had several amusing plot holes which include Quaritch's ability to identify individual natives, the fact that Jake must be chosen by a banshee but can use any old "Last Shadow," and the fact that Jake's twin in never mentioned again after the first 15 minutes.

As I am quickly running out of time and space, I would like to add a couple final points. The acting, especially the voice performance by Zoe Saldana, were amazing and at times, completely heart-wrenching. Also, James Cameron is a master of emotional manipulation which is how he gets away with as much as he does. I recommend it for a one time viewing specifically for the graphics, but if you keep the above quote in mind, you'll enjoy the whole thing! 3 stars.

P.S.-Listen for the credit song and think fondly back to Titanic...

Baker's Dozen

Twelve days of my favorite Christmas movies (in no particular order) plus one which I just kind of think is funny:

1. The Nightmare Before Christmas (1993): In which Jack Skellington learns the true meaning of Christmas Halloween Christmas(?). Is it for Christmas? Is it for Halloween? Nobody knows but the Oogie Boogie Man has a song and dance number!
   
2. The Muppet Christmas Carol (1992): In which Michael Caine learns the joy of acting with inanimate objects. My most favoritist version of A Christmas Carol that I watch every year without fail. Minus that one song about the love being gone... No dice, Mr. Goodman.
   
3. Kiss Kiss Bang Bang (2005): In which Robert Downey Jr learns the benefits of a botched robbery. Even if it's not about Christmas spirit, this noir-influenced comedy set during the holiday season makes me all warm and fuzzy inside anyway. Nothing like watching RDJ and Val Kilmer banter about the proper use of bad and badly to put you in a holiday mood!
   
4. Joyeux Noel (2005): In which the German, French, and Scottish armies learn the joy of soccer. Based on a true story, the armies call a truce on Christmas Eve to bury their dead, have a prayer service, and play a game of soccer before continuing the war. A truly moving film that perfectly embodies Christmas without beating you over the head with a stick.
   
5. Brazil (1985): In which the audience learns the meaning of weird. Terry Gilliam’s masterwork tells the futuristic holiday tale of materialism and bureaucracy gone horribly wrong. Upon first viewing, you’ll probably wonder what the hell just happened, but that just means you should watch it again!
   
6. A Santa Clause (1994): In which Tim Allen learns the inner workings of the North Pole. I don’t care what anyone says, I liked it then and I like it now. No other movie has made hot chocolate look quite so good or David Krumholtz so cute. But I do believe that I’ll pass on the sequels.
   
7. Edward Scissorhands (1990): In which Johnny Depp and Tim Burton learn the joy of each other. Everyone knows the tale of tragic Edward Scissorhands and though it may be a bit of a downer, I bet after watching it you’ll want to invite that weird guy who always muttering to himself and can never figure out the printer over for Christmas dinner. Huh, huh? Well, then maybe just just try saying hi to him? Every other Friday?
   
8. It's a Wonderful Life (1946): In which Jimmy Stewart learns to never trust handicapped people. An all-time Christmas (and Frank Capra) favorite. No one's year is complete without hearing, "Every time a bell rings, an angel get it's wings," at least once.
   
9. The Shop Around the Corner (1940): In which Jimmy Stewart learns the joys of having a pen pal. Also starring Stewart, this Christmas movie is much more about stubbornness and love than Santa but it's still a winter charmer!
   
10. Tokyo Godfathers (2003): In which Americans learn that Japan celebrates Christmas. The story of three homeless social misfits who find a baby on Christmas Eve, it's an unusual but brilliant Christmas anime.
    
11. Die Hard (1988): In which John McClane learns that people with German accents are evil (and probably terrorists). Bruce Willis kicks ass when the company Christmas party is attacked by evil TERRORISTS (played by the lovable Alan Rickman). Who could ask for anything more?
    
12. Love Actually (2003): In which Hugh Grant learns that the only thing easier than being a CEO is being the British Prime Minister. This tells the story of several couples finding love at Christmas, when life is wonderful and little children dress up as lobsters and sing Mariah Carey covers. My favorite is Billy Mack! ...this also has Alan Rickman...
    

PLUS:

1. Eyes Wide Shut (1999): In which Stanley Kubrick spits in the face of everyone who likes Christmas. Here is a film that is long, explicit, and depressing and has nothing to do with the holiday season other than to mock the human sentiment that goes along with it. Here's to you, Stan!

Post your Christmas Favorites! I know someone's just dying to say Elf.

Side Note

Next time you see a date montage in a movie, turn that delightful little song off and watch it again. Chances are this will now be the most boring sequence in the movie and some poor, poor editor had a hell of a time turning some completely meaningless shots of a frolicking couple into two people finding true love. Thank goodness for the miracle of pop songs.

Tim Burton: Batman

"Haven't you ever heard of the healing power of laughter?" -The Joker

Based on his success with Pee-Wee's Big Adventure, Warner Brothers hired Burton to direct Batman, the script of which is loosely based on The Killing Joke and written by Sam Hamm with Warren Skaaren, writer of Beetlejuice, doing rewrites. Avid Batman fans were less than pleased when they heard of this venture, having only Pee-Wee's Big Adventure and Beetlejuice on which to base their opinion of Burton, and thinking this would be another campy remake. Their fears were not lessened when they heard that Michael Keaton, a comic actor with whom Burton had worked in Beetlejuice, had beat out other, more conventional choices such as Mel Gibson and Pierce Brosnan for the title role. In fact, they were so displeased that they sent over 50,000 letters of protest to the studio. Like usual, this didn't actually change anything, but comic book fans everywhere became happier when Jack Nicholson was cast as the Joker (chosen over other interesting choices like Tim Curry, Willem Dafoe, and David Bowie) and Kim Basinger was cast as Vicki Vale (after considering just about every young actress in Hollywood). With this cast, Danny Elfman (Burton's trademark composer) and Roger Pratt (a cinematographer who commonly works with Terry Gilliam) as part of the crew, Burton went into production with a budget of $35 million (later raised to $48 million).

Batman was shot in England due to the media interest and, because of a writer's strike, the script was still undergoing rewrites during production. Nicholson was particularly demanding, requiring a $6 million paycheck, a percentage of the film profits, and a certain number of hours off each day, making him the best paid actor for one role to date and grossing over $50 million. However, during production, attempts at leaks were the main problems. A publicist was offered 10,000 pounds for pictures of Nicholson as the Joker and two reels of footage were stolen, making it a hellish experience for Burton. All of this was added to the stress of having the ending being written while they were filming it. But on the bright side, Anton Furst's production design and Bob Ringwood's costume design were a success. Furst designed the sets with an expressionistic influence and deliberately mixed architectural styles to create a harsh, ugly environment. Ringwood had the different challenge of making Keaton, a man with a medium frame, appear large and intimidating. All was pulled off successfully, earning an Oscar for Art Direction.

Anticipation for the film was so high that they cut a trailer as soon as they could and released it without music to theaters causing instant excitement. Comic book fans were reassured and people would buy a ticket just to see the trailer, promptly leaving after it was done. "Batmania" broke out and $750 million worth of merchandise was sold in one summer. When the film was released, it broke several box office records and earned a total of over $400 million worldwide. The film received mixed reviews, some complaining it was too dark, others complaining about the Prince songs, and still others complaining about deviations from the comic book series, but overall, it was well-received. It also created a new standard for comic book movies as well as a new market for them. So, everyone can say a big thank you to Tim Burton the next time a superhero blockbuster comes out.

Personally, Batman has never been a favorite of mine. As much as I love Jack Nicholson as the Joker, Michael Keaton just did not work for me. I've never been able to become emotionally engaged in the film, so as much as I can appreciate the themes of good vs evil, dual identity, outcasts in society, totalitarianism, etc, I just don't really care. And although it does not have as many trademarks as most of Burton's films, it does center around a misunderstood outcast, with dark themes, and stylized sets. Plus, for any Batman fans, it's a must see as the one that started it all. 3 stars.

Note: The above picture is Burton's concept art for the Joker.

My Heart's Staying Where My Heart Belongs

Do you remember that day after Footloose rehearsal when it snowed?

Remember how a few days later we spend the night at Mary's house and celebrated the "Ides of March" the next day by walking down Mockingbird with a sign? and had lunch at Burger House?

Remember how tech week was one of the busies, most stressful, and sleep deprived, yet funnest weeks of the year? P.S. despite what Blogger may think, funnest is totally a word.

Ah, the good 'ol days. How can Mary and I be 20 already?

Tomorrow i'm going to buy tickets for Trinity's production of Urinetown, the musical, for this Friday and it made me think of this. I miss y'all. December 17th cannot come fast enough.

Sorry Kaz, you are left out. But I suppose like all our other memories you can be randomly inserted in :)

Catharsis

Too much, too much, too much, too much, TOO MUCH, too much, too much, too much, too much, too much, too much, too much, too much, too much, too much, too much, too much, too much, TOO MUCH, too much, too much, too much, too much, too much, TOO MUCH, too much, too much.

I wish you here. It's all just too much. Do you ever feel that way?

Love, Mary

Tim Burton: Beetlejuice

"This is my art, and it is dangerous! Do you think I want to die like this? " -Delia

Following the success of Pee-Wee's Big Adventure, Burton began to work the Batman script, but Warner Brothers was reluctant to begin production on it. He was being sent numerous, and what he considered "uncreative," scripts but became interested when he read Michael McDowell's Beetle Juice script, an original, but gruesome horror story. The first draft features a graphic death scene for the two main characters, numerous attempts to maim/kill the Deetz family, Beetlejuice as winged demon who takes the shape of a Middle Eastern man, a rape instead of marriage of Lydia, and mutilation by squirrel. However, due to creative differences, Burton hired a different writer, Warren Skaaren, to do the rewrites. Skaaren changed the film into a horror comedy that toned down all the unpleasant, turned Beetlejuice into a mildly threatening pervert, and added humorous elements. With the script, Burton began casting, with Sammy Davis, Jr in mind for the title role. The studio suggested Michael Keaton (Batman, Batman Returns) instead with whom Burton was pleasantly surprised. He quickly signed Winona Ryder (Edward Sissorhands) and Catherine O'Hara, but the other cast members, who would eventually include Alec Baldwin, Geena Davis, and Jeffery Jones, required more convincing on such a "weird" script. Burton decided on a "B horror movie" look and with that he went into production with Bo Welch (Edward Sissorhands, Batman Returns) as his production designer, Thomas Ackerman ("Frankenweenie") as his cinematographer, Aggie Guerard Rodgers (Pee-Wee's Big Adventure) as his costume designer, and Danny Elfman as his composer doing both Burton and Elfman's second feature length. As an interesting side note, Warner Brothers did not like the name Beetlejuice and instead wanted House Ghosts. Burton jokingly suggested Scared Sheetless but regretted it when the studio seriously considered it.

Beetlejuice is about the young Maitland couple (Alec Baldwin and Geena Davis) who accidentally drive off a bridge and return home to find out that they are now ghosts. As they try to adjust to their new states of being, a family from New York moves in featuring a stressed businessman (Jeffery Jones), a Goth teenage girl named Lydia (Winona Ryder), and a flaky "artist" (Catherine O'Hara) who wants to turn the Maitland's entire house inside out. Finding themselves unable to frighten the unwanted guests away, they turn to the "bio-exorcist," Beetlejuice, only to discover that they can't control him. Now, the Maitlands and Lydia, the only person who can see them, must work together to stop Beetlejuice from terrorizing the house.

Made on a budget of $13 million, Beetlejuice was a box office hit, earning $73 million in North American theaters. It was also received generally positive critical reviews with a few exceptions. It won several awards for make-up and special effects and is currently on the AFI Best Comedies list. Beetlejuice features several of Burton's directorial trademarks. It's bright colors and exaggerated production design give it a modern Gothic feel that would be in most of his later films. It also has a dog related to death ("Frankenweenie"), costumes with black and white stripes, and numerous scenes with claymation (Nightmare Before Christmas, Corpse Bride). Though not the main character, Beetlejuice is a misunderstood outcast with a unique physical appearance and personality like many of Burton's characters. Additionally, it has one of his signature opening credit sequences in which the credits play over a long moving shot of an object important to the film without being frequently seen.

Though not his best comedy, Beetlejuice is certainly a solid and creative film with excellent performances all around. There are many humorous moments and the plot keeps you guessing because of its pure originality. Obviously an early film, but a good watch none the less. 3.5 stars.

Tim Burton: Pee-Wee's Big Adventure

Pee-Wee: What did you do?
Mickey: Well, I lost my temper and I took a knife and I uh- Do you know those "Do Not Remove Under the Penalty of Law" labels they put on mattresses? Well, I cut one of them off!
Pee-Wee: Jee...
Mickey: Yeah, I have a real bad temper.

After leaving Disney, Tim Burton received an offer from comedian Paul Reubens to direct his first feature length film. Reubens' show, The Pee-Wee Herman Show, was doing so well that Warner Brothers wanted him to write a feature script and, having seen "Vincent" and "Frankenweenie," Reubens and the producers wanted Burton to direct. Burton was drawn to both Pee-Wee as a character and the humor of Pee-Wee's Playhouse and gladly accepted the job.

The film tells the story of Pee-Wee Herman, an eccentric man who cherishes his bicycle about all things. When it is stolen, Pee-Wee enlists the help of a psychic who sends to the basement of the Alamo to look for it. Along the way, he has run-ins with many quirky people who help him with his mission.

It was a commercially successful picture, making over $40 million in theaters compared to its $7 million budget, and the reviews, although mixed, were generally positive. Many elements of Burton's film making can already be seen in this film in everything from the central character being an eccentric loner to the use of some stop-motion animation. His overly colorful, cheerful sets in Pee-Wee's house and the town are strongly indicative of Edward Sissorhands. His exaggerated characters can be seen in his later comedies. Even his use of Danny Elfman, who composed his first film score for this movie, would set the standard for his future films. Pee-Wee's Big Adventure gained popularity over the years to become a cult classic and Burton was now considered to be a worthwhile risk for studios.

Personally, I would probably like this movie more if Pee-Wee himself were not so annoying. His incessant laughter is frustrating as is his make-up. Additionally, the story loses steam in the last act when it should be reaching it's climax. While the movie was excellent from a technical aspect, with fantastic production design, some excellent shots, and several good jokes, it is not something I would seek out or recommend just because of the main character's obnoxious personality. The depiction of Texas and Texans was very amusing however, and they did shoot on location in San Antonio. 2 stars.

Vampire Movies

"Listen to them. Children of the night. What music they make!" -Dracula

So what's the deal with vampires? They're always mentioned along with werewolves, zombies, witches, and ghosts but they seem to be dominating current books, movies, and TV shows. Yes, Twilight did open up a whole new audience of tween girls to the genre, but even before that, they were the most popular of the supernatural creatures. Of course, it helps that now most vampires seem to be sexy, brooding young men who can't help but fall madly in love with the girl next door and, having sworn off humans, can live on the blood of unpopular animals such as rats. But even scary vampire movies are drawing people to the theaters! Whatever the reason the reason is, there are certainly a lot of vampire movies, many of which I've seen. And, it being the wonderful month of October, I have compiled this list of must-sees and must-nots to help your Halloween renting.

Nosferatu (1929)
Directed by F. W. Murnau
Here's the one that started it all. This classic German silent film is the first screen adaptation of Dracula and is one of the best. Amazingly well-done, still creepy today, and influential to all future vampire films, Nosferatu is a must. 4.5 stars.

Dracula (1931)
Directed by Tod Browning
While I'm all for sticking with the classics, this one just doesn't stand the test of time for me. It certainly set the standard for future Dracula films in America with Bela Legosi's mannerisms becoming the standard for the famous vampire and Dwight Frye as his sniveling henchmen, however the theatrical acting, a relic of silent films, doesn't hold true today. But classics are always worth giving a try, so if this one floats your way, make sure to watch it. 3 stars.

Vampyr (1932)
Directed by Carl Theodor Dreyer
This Scandinavian film tells the story of a traveler named Allan Grey who stumbles upon a supernatural mystery featuring our favorite undead creature! Although not frightening anymore, this cleverly shot film is highly entertaining and has several changes to the vampire myth to great effect. I highly recommend this film but make sure you get the Criterion version or the print may be unwatchable. 4 stars.

Blood for Dracula (1974)
Directed by Paul Morrissey
I don't know exactly what happens in this movie since I couldn't get past the first 20 minutes but the general idea is that when there are no more virgins in Romania, Dracula travels to Italy in search of blood only to discover that virginity a hard thing to find. This movie is unbearably slow. If it wasn't for that, I'd probably think the horrible acting, obvious continuity issues, and wanton nudity was funny. Apparently Andy Warhol had something to do with it, so if that interests you, check it out. Otherwise, stay far, far away. 0.5 star.

Buffy the Vampire Slayer (1992)
Directed by Fran Rubei Kuzui
Written by Joss Whedon, this is the movie before the TV show and, unusually enough, is worse. However, that doesn't mean it can't be a fun watch! A teen comedy rather than a horror movie, look at it as Bring It On meets Dracula and you'll be in good shape. Just don't expect any of the same actors or characters (excepting Buffy). 3 stars.

Bram Stoker's Dracula (1992)
Directed by Francis Ford Coppola
So, if Bram Stoker dropped acid and had 40 million dollars just lying around, this is the movie he'd make. Although, probably not with Keanu Reeves... I honestly got lost somewhere in the weirdness of it all which seemed to be making up for general lack of story. Really, Francis, I expected better from you. 1 star.

Interview with the Vampire (1994)
Directed by Neil Jordan
Any movie that stars both Brad Pitt and Tom Cruise can't be bad! Although they both have to make up for their tragic long hair with good acting. Based on an Anne Rice novel, this is a surprisingly interesting and well-written movie. However, don't expect a horror film with a lot a jumps. This is a character-driven, introspective piece about the nature of vampirism. 4 stars.

Dracula: Dead and Loving It (1995)
Directed by Mel Brooks
Think Young Frankenstein except with Dracula. And in color. And less funny... 2.5 stars.

Immortality: The Wisdom of the Crocodiles (2000)
Directed by Po Chih Leong
Ok, so you know how a said that Interview With the Vampire is a character-driven, introspective piece about the nature of vampirism? Now, imagine that it's poorly written with weak characters and painfully arty. It magically transforms into Immortality! Not even Jude Law could pull this one off because, God bless him, he somehow thought he could play a role other than arrogant but charming hero. Silly boy! 1 star.

The Queen of the Damned (2002)
Directed by Michael Rymer
This hilariously bad semi-sequel to Interview With the Vampire answers the time old question of what do you do when immortality's got you down? Why, become a rock star of course! This movie is so bad that apparently it was necessary to keep Lestat shirtless for the last 20 minutes. Good for 100 minutes of laughs with friends! 1.5 stars.

Underworld (2003)
Directed by Len Wiseman
Everyone knows this one. It's the simple tale of Romeo and Juliet except this time with vampires and werewolves! Kate Beckinsdale kicks ass in leather pants while Scott Speedman just tries to keep up. A guilty pleasure more than a legitimately good movie, this is a good mindless action flick. PLUS VAMPIRES! 3.5 stars.

Van Helsing (2004)
Directed by Stephen Sommers
With Wolverine AND Faramir this movie should kick just as much ass as Underworld, however it lacks a certain something. We'll call it... coherency. This summer blockbuster features a combination of flat characters, crude humor, and a weird variation on the Dracula myth. 1 star.

Night Watch/Day Watch (2005/2006)
Directed by Timur Bekmambetov
Although not strictly a vampire movie, Night Watch (and its sequel Day Watch) are visually stunning, terribly violent, and generally mind blowing. Timur Bekmambetov was born to direct action sequences and these movies have some doozies! Starring my favorite Russian, these movies are sure to show you something new. 4.5 stars/3.5 stars.

30 Days of Night (2007)
Directed by David Slade
This is a pretty basic vampire horror movie. The vampires are ridiculous and it stars Josh Hartnett but it's got a few jumps and little suspense to keep you watching. 3 stars.

I Am Legend (2007)
Directed by Francis Lawrence
I not sure whether these are vampires or zombies but they can't go into sunlight, so we'll put them here. This is actually a good horrorish movie with Will Smith as the last man on earth, still desperately trying to find a cure for zompirism. It's got a few scary moments, an adorable golden retriever, and some interesting themes. 4 stars.

Twilight (2008)
Directed by Catherine Hardwicke
AHAHAHAHAHAHA! Yes, this is technically a vampire movie. Yes, I have seen it. Yes, Edward Cullen is a running joke in my apartment. Yes, Robert Pattinson is a running joke in my apartment. Yes, vampires are in fact "sparkly" in the movie. Yes, I died laughing when I found this out. 2 stars.

Let the Right One In (2008)
Directed by Thomas Alfredson
Let's end this on a positive note. This is a Scandinavian film which is FREAKISHLY AMAZING! A young boy with no friends and an unhappy home life makes friends with the mysterious girl who moves in next to him and teaches him to stick up for himself. This is at times sweet, heart-wrenching, brutal, and beautiful and I would strongly recommend this movie to everyone whether you like vampire movies or not because this is so much more. 5 stars.

I know it's hip to be "beyond it all," but I entreat you to stay!

Zac(k) is gone from Facebook.
And I suddenly sense an inconquerable distance.
I miss him a lot.
Don't leave yet, dear friends. Stay until we're graduated and close again.

Love, Mary

Tidbits

1. Today my toilet started making weird noises. Now, I feel like the normal reaction to this would be to freak out or be confused, BUT I instead just sighed and felt rather annoyed. That's because if my toilet breaks (I don't think it is totally broken yet, but almost) it will have been the 3rd time this semester. I've literally been here 36 days. I feel like 3 times is kind of excessive. I live in the dorm named Prassel. It's the newest one and is supposed to be one of the nicest. LIES all LIES. Haha ok not entirely, but besides the toilet issues, the pipes in the walls vibrate when people take too hot showers, and we had ants for the first week. There's also now a really nasty smell in my room and suitemates' room, but it doesn't appear to be coming from the bathroom. ?? Seriously Trinity?

2. Saturday night my friends and I played hide and seek and capture the flag in upper campus. It was pretty fun... minus the part where I picked a really bad hiding spot and got about a million bug bites. Seriously, I looked like I had chicken pox and felt like I had been sunburned :P

3. I think today was the first time in a very long time that I can remember it being the first day of fall and it actually FEELS like fall. If it weren't for the rain, it would've been a beautiful day :) I'm so over this south Texas heat and humidity.

4. Mary and I turn 20 in a week. This age is almost meaningless, except the fact that it marks an end to our teenage years. I'm not ok with this. I feel like I've grown up to fast and that I should be 17. Mary, let's go drown our sorrows ice cream sometime next Tuesday. Meet you halfway?? :)

P.S. You should also check your mail sometime next week ;)

I could tell y'all more about all the work I have to do for school and the organizations I'm involved with, but that's probably not very interesting to you, so I think this is all I'm gonna post for now...

Except, is it just me, or does anyone else really miss being a freshman?

avec amour,

Emily

So No One Told You Life Was Gonna Be This Way...

“I’m thinking it’s a sign that the freckles in our eyes are mirror images and when we kiss they are perfectly aligned. And I have to speculate that God Himself did make us into corresponding shapes like puzzle pieces from the clay.”

-The Postal Service, Such Great Heights

So who would have ever thought that this would happen? Be honest. Zac claims to have foreseen our rapidly increasing friendship just because we are very similar and have compatible personalities, but Zac always tends to claim that after two people he knew separately become really good friends. J Did I know that the name the group always threw around “Oh, if only Andrew Wagner were here… Tim and Andrew Wagner are so funny together…Andrew Wagner…Andrew Wagner…” (and I always took note that it was the full name—which made me curious as to see what kind of person deserved their whole name spoken as opposed to just the first or the last. And of course the name was always followed by laughter, as if remembering some past joke.)? No, of course not.

So Gig ‘Em Week rolls around, and I’m excited to see everyone again, get back to my home, and have lots of fun. Sunday moved in, Monday met Andrew for the first time at Sbisa, of course (squared). As I do with most people, hit it off right from the get go; there was never that awkward moment when you first get to know someone (we’ve all had it before!). We were just able to talk to each other very openly, honestly, and easily from the moment we met. However, it was mostly Tim and Andrew who were ricocheting off each other’s jokes that day. I sat back and observed, laughing all the while and fully enjoying myself. Gig ‘Em Week was interesting to say the least, and of course a lot of fun. As fate would have it, Andrew, Caleb, and I hung out a lot, and got to know each other better. A synopsis of the events that took place can be found written in wall posts between Andrew and my walls on Facebook, as Mary can contest to.

This is how I put it to Ashley: “You know when a person just walks into your life, and you know they were meant to be there all along? And you will never be the same because of them?” Yeah, that’s basically what it’s been like. Just randomly, one day, Andrew walks in on my seemingly normal, easy-going life, and just completely sweeps me off my feet. Literally, in some cases (he’s teaching me how to beat people up…more on that, later). But you know that things aren’t normal when you are already finishing each other’s sentences by the end of the first week that you met. And that you know exactly what the other person is thinking at any given moment. And it’s not due to the fact that we know each other extremely well; we have literally just met. It is in major part from the fact that we think exactly alike; to the point it is quite freaky. And that doesn’t happen. It just doesn’t happen. There have been many people whom I can understand really well because we think alike. That’s different from thinking exactly the same. We have the same opinion about a lot of subjects, and the phrases “I know exactly what you are talking about” or “I know exactly how you feel” have never been said with such sincerity, truthfulness, or so often in our deep conversations. It is like we have known each other all our lives, but are just now realizing it and getting to spend time together. This kid never ceases to astonish me and cause me to fall in love with him over and over again. Another overused phrase: “Andrew Wagner, where have you been all my life?!” Ironically, not that far away; our paths very close to one another, but never quite crossing.

So I will spare you all the mushy-girly details on this thread, because those are best saved for girl time (or not at all if y’all don’t particularly care). But who knew Andrew Wagner was such a romantic guy? Not I.

“Sometimes people come into your life and you know
right away that they were meant to be there, to serve
some sort of purpose, teach you a lesson, or to help
you figure out who you are or who you want to become.

You never know who these people may be - a roommate, a
neighbor, a professor, a friend, a lover, or even a
complete stranger - but when you lock eyes with them,
you know at that very moment they will affect your
life in some profound way."

-Author Unknown

Why am I not at the football game?

Here I am, sitting in the basement of Cavanaugh Hall. I'm in pajamas, sitting cross-legged on one of the plushiest couches on this whole campus-- none of that college cardboard that they tell you is a seat. I have blankets and books piled around me, a laptop balancing atop the rounds of my knees, and Cavanaugh's big screen TV flashing in front of me. The basement is a surprisingly pleasant place to be mid-afternoon, for there are large windows near the ceiling and homey upolstery colors stretched across the furniture. It's not claustrophobic at all. It's especially not claustrophobic right now, because the nearest person is at least fifty yards away and no one is in the building.

It's game day. I can hear our school cheers and the brass section of our band as clear as day through these concrete walls. On the big screen TV, I'm watching the Notre Dame vs. Michigan State game while it plays out in real life not 100 yards away from my dorm. I purchased season tickets last spring but I never went to pick them up. The last two home football games I have spent here, a two-minute walk from the stadium, burrowed underground beneath books and beneath blankets.

Sophomore year, I made a list of things I wanted to change about myself and I practiced them religiously until they became a second nature for me. Thanks to these gradual changes, junior year was the year of my life when I liked myself more than I ever had. Senior year was great. As a college freshman, I was who I wanted to be. Then this summer, I made a list of things I wanted to change again-- many of them qualities that I used to have but which slipped from me in the last year.

Things didn't work like they did sophomore year. This summer, I failed a lot of the resolutions that I set for myself. I'm still failing them! One of the bullet points was this:

3) Nothing's more important than being there. Go to every social event that you're asked to attend or that you've committed yourself to attend.

And yet here I am, sitting in the basement of Cavanaugh Hall, not participating in this extraordinary opportunity for ND camaraderie. I've received texts from no less than five people saying, "Hey-- where are you? Are you feeling alright?" I continue to be here. And the worst part? I like it here.

I like the solitude. I like getting work done. I like yelling at the television when Clausen's passes go awry or when Floyd makes his touchdowns. I like that the building is empty. I like that I am comfortable. I like that I can watch the instant replays. I like that I'm so close to the action and yet alone. I like that I can ice cream. I like that I have time to write a letter to Brian and post on the Girls' Tent Blog. I like that I am separate.

And here's the meat of the inner conflict: this is not even close to being the change I want to see in the world. But it makes me happy. Man... what of that?

I need better will power. "Be the change" is so much more important than "Be comfortable."

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Guys, I've been having weird dreams. They all have the same theme, but they're enacted differently each time. They're worrying me a lot. I wish I were a more candid person, and I would tell you all everything right here.

Oh, hey-- I also saw U2 last weekend. I'll tell you about it soon.

Any chance that any of you could find a way to Chicago this year? Any time at all? Please?

And finally: Rose, your posts are something I always look forward to. I read them with great attention. But I'd like to pull everyone back on here! Tell me things that are happening in your lives. It doesn't have to be long. I miss y'all.

Love, Mary

Inspiration Comes from the Oddest Places

“"When you wake up in the morning, Pooh," said Piglet at last, "what's the first thing you say to yourself?"

"What's for breakfast?" said Pooh. "What do you say, Piglet?"

"I say, I wonder what's going to happen exciting today?" said Piglet.

Pooh nodded thoughtfully.

"It's the same thing," he said.”

-A.A. Milne, Winnie-the-Pooh

Tim Burton: Introduction, "Vincent," and "Frankenweenie"

Note: In honor of Alice in Wonderland, which is to be released March 2010, I have decided to do an overview of Tim Burton's work to date beginning with his early career with Disney. Enjoy!

"Vincent Malloy is seven years old,
He's always polite and does what he's told.
For a boy his age he's considerate and nice,
But he wants to be just like Vincent Price."

This opening narration from Tim Burton's 1982 "Vincent" could just as easily be used to describe Burton himself as it could the over imaginative slight morbid main character in the short. His long time love affair with early horror films, especially those of famed director Vincent Price and the exploitative, sensational films of the 1950s, is prominently displayed throughout his work lending his films a unique, distinctive visual style that is both instantly recognizable and highly imaginative. Additionally, his quirky personality and difficult home and school life have led to scripts centered around a lonely, misunderstood outsider with whom audiences both instantly sympathize and relate. This winning combination of style and story has quickly propelled Burton to one of the most popular directors in Hollywood.

Burton started his career as an animator for Disney who recruited him right out of college based on his hand drawn short "The Stalk of the Celery Monster." After being removed from The Fox and the Hound due to his roadkill-like concept art, he was reassigned to The Black Cauldron. He often relates this work to having a piece of his brain cut out and preferred to work on his own, more macabre shorts.

The first of these is "Vincent," a six minute animated short about a young boy who imagines that his life is like a movie by his hero Vincent Price, who actually narrates the short. The piece is set to a poem that Burton originally intended to turn into a children's book. It features black and white animation with stark lighting and harsh, distorted shadows creating an eerie, Gothic feel that would soon become a trademark. It also introduces his preferred heroic archetype of misunderstood outsider while at the same time, making fun of it to give it a lighter, more kid-friendly tone. It went on to screen at several film festivals and to win the Audience Award at Ottawa International Film Festival, but Disney didn't know what to do with it, so after giving Burton a pat on the back they put it to the side and all but forgot about it.

Burton's second short made under Disney is "Frankenweenie," a half hour, live-action short about a child Frankenstein who brings his dog Sparky back to life after he is hit by a car. Shot in the same black and white, Gothic style as "Vincent," this short takes a slightly more serious tone, developing strong family relationships as well as the love between a boy and his dog while managing to both spoof and homage his favorite classic horror films. Although this film is imaginative and charming, Disney deemed it to be too frightening for children and fired Burton for wasting company resources. Of course, this did not stop them from later releasing both shorts on their DVD release of The Nightmare Before Christmas once Tim Burton had become a name in the film industry.

Now free of Disney's restrictions, Tim Burton was free to pursue the promising artistic direction he had established in his early shorts.