Monday, August 24, 2015

Maria Pages - Firedance

 Que bellissima! I think this is the most beautiful flamenco routine I've seen in my life.

Saturday, August 22, 2015

Ex Machina, the Imitation Game, and suicide

This isn't a review really.

I so love movies that explore human nature, particularly those that extend further to hypothesise. I finally watched Ex Machina which I think deserved more screen time than it got. It would be so interesting to explore the same concept in some pseudo-candid way, I think especially coupled with existentialist dilemma and conclusion of man vs. machine in the way they presented it. It was brill, I haven't checked if they're making a second one but I hope they do.

After I watched that I went through the rest of the list and they had the Imitation Game which had me curious because -- Benedict Cumberbatch -- anything with that guy in it has me curious because of the roles he's played in past. And then I read the synopsis where I found out the movie is a tribute to Alan Turing, which was what Ex Machina centrally explored in its post modern, post mortem way - if I may. Haha. I wasn't aware of the Turing test prior. The Imitation Game had me in tears, not the simple kind.

Both movies explored human nature in such profound ways; both celebrating the true genius of man as his own suicide. 

I could comment on both and draw on their parallels but I won't. Instead I took out my phone and typed out quick in my notes "bipolar continuum" -- with no relation to mental illness -- but maybe some if you look from far. 

If we were to stand on the plane of our consciousness, around us is our scattered selves; I believe to be our rawest selves. You can walk and hop from fragment to fragment finding patterns in the way you choose where to step next -- let's call that "energy." Then there is thin silver that lines the perimeter which consists of all accumulated knowledge and experience from past- let's call that "reason." 

Genius, I believe, is discovered in "energy" state; just as Nathan uses Pollock as an example; he left out the fact that the guy died in a drunk, angry car crash as well. Most all I have heard of: artists, musicians, thinkers, that live in their energy, die in their energy as well. When all these people undoubtedly contributed better to the world, who makes it out alive? It is do or die and inevitably, they kill themselves. 

Who lives on? 

Important to know what is important to you I think; for sake of the life you live and the company you keep. Energy, reason, or a balance of both. When in even the balance of both I believe you compromise potential. Reason alone leaves you with hardly any room for faith, and energy alone will drive you to suicide. it's madness! These days I'm not sure anymore. :)) Sometimes life puts you in positions where you must act; on reason, energy, or both-- if you're just bumbling around I guess there's less of that, but I never want to be that.  so I fling myself to the winds and do my best - that's okay too I think. 

Like I'm passionately running blind through some morbid labyrinth with my arms stretched out in front hoping they don't get chopped off, but if they do... they're just my arms!!! Maybe I can find some discarded AI and sew a new one for me on. :D

Saturday, August 15, 2015

What is REAL?

“What is REAL?" asked the Velveteen Rabbit one day, “Does it mean having things that buzz inside you and a stick–out handle?”

 "Real isn't how you are made," said the Skin Horse. "It's a thing that happens to you. When someone loves you, not just to play with, but REALLY loves you, then you become Real."

 "Does it hurt?" asked the Rabbit.

 "Sometimes," said the Skin Horse, for he was always truthful. "When you are Real you don't mind being hurt."

 —Margery Williams, The Velveteen Rabbit