I WANT to keep this one short and sweet, but it’ll probably end up being long and bitter. I’ve just come back from a hard as heck shift which I actually kind of enjoyed, and I learned a life lesson for allayall: Sometimes literally giving no shits and caring not whether you’re job is going to end after this so called bad decision, is actually the best decision to make. I’ve found that out twice, maybe more! Shit always works out, and being spontaneous can help that sometimes. That being said.. This lesson does not apply if you have a wife and kids to keep alive.
Second life lesson: Do not get a wife and kids that need to be kept alive.
Basically yeah, It’s a little embarrassing really but after going full throttle for about 70-80 MPH (mega party hard) hours solid, I woke up and to my surprise I DIDN’T want to rush off to work. I was in such a state of shock that I decided to ring up and tell them so. And when I turned up for my allocated shift the next time, there seemed to be some kind of misunderstanding? Turns out you can’t just do whatever you want, and then do whatever you want again the next day, when want you’ve decided the second time round is the opposite to the previous days decision.
Anyway turns out it was a good thing, as the motivation to get another job (by motivation I mean debt and upcoming bills) ended up with me landing almost the exact same job 1 day later, except around 5000% better, in every imaginable way, including pay, location, people, benefits, satisfaction, and the actual bloody job itself. Being a hardcore loser ended up with a win.
Onto something that might be off interest, I decided on the bus that I should make a list of the little things (that really count, ey?… ey?) that really are making Vancouver such a great place to live in, and I was going to jot them down in my little book, but as that thing was juddering like it was a fucking bus or something, I’ll have to make some new ones up, as the origonal ones will be long forgotten. Even if I remember them I’ll think they’re new anyway.
The First List of The Little Highlights of Living In Vancouver
- There’s a bus that runs down pretty much the most mainist road for free. This is not strictly true.. but it’s a long bendy bus and it has 3 doors. The door at the back is basically the don’t bother paying if you don’t fancy it door, as there’s no means of paying/pass showing, and I see no one do it ever. So in my calculations that = free.
- If you do decide to walk, you’ll rarely regret it. Every single street round here is pretty beautiful and well maintained, there’s so that are full blown living postcards, and they’re well worth taking a detour. It’s so easy to find you’re way around as the city’s based on a grid system, and loads of journeys require going over one of the many huge bridges, which give the best view of a city/sea/beach/forest/mountain skyline ever.
- You can totally lie on your resume. That’s what they call a CV round here. They don’t check shit. I’m not saying I’ve ACTUALLY lied, but maybe things have been a little enhanced, and even though they are really keep on references, I’m pretty sure you can just wright ‘My dog Tim, call him at the kennel and ask for Woof’.
- Thift stores. Oh My Holiest of Heck. These things… Givers of life. Imagine a charity shop, but it’s actually stuffed to the ceiling with just so much STUFF. Not ratty old dead nan’s tat, paintings of horses and piss covered sofas, just fucking endless possessions. You gotta hunt out the gooduns of course, but they ARE there, and when you go to the counter to purchase your gigantic pile of household items, board games, books, clothes, lamps, and kitsch bullshit… the dude at the counter will look at the pile, make up a random and very low number, and boom it’s all yours. They are also good ways to get rid of things you own, which are actually good enough, it’s just you no longer want the thing, but somebody else might.
- Crossing the road. It sounds stupid at first to mention, but when you’re crossing the road every 5 minutes, as you usually are when stomping through a city, you notice the etiquette, or lack of, that drivers have towards soft fleshy citizens. Round here, we pedestrians rule. That’s not to say you can just leap out in the street, then you will actually die, and your corpse will get fined $50, don’t do that. But when it comes to crossing the road at the cross-the-road places, whether or not there’s a pedestrian crossing, it’s all about you. Streets be ours, and cars will stop for you, wait (regardless of you’re hesitant ‘are they going to plow me?’ thinking) and allow yourself to go about your day. It’s pretty nice in comparison to living with the knowledge that not only would most drivers happily smash you into the tarmac, they’d think they were in the right for doing so.
Film that I have watched recently – The Dark Knight Rises
I can’t actually be bothered to write this one the more I think about, seeing as every single work place, land of education, street corner, bedroom/living room, and literally the entire internet, would have thrown and caught some hefty opinions/info about this film already, but there were a couple of things I was thinking about the film earlier which I’ll mention very briefly.
First of all, I realised that I actually forgot Batman was even a comic book superhero. Kind of. Like I though about Bale/Nolan’s Batman, then thought about all the other previous incarnations of Batman, and thought well their not actually the same character are they? Like Batman in pretty much any other form ever is some ridiculous, over the top, camp as fire, cartoon even when live action… and the new franchise just ISN’T that. Like obviously I know they ARE the same character, of course, every thing about Batman is there and the rules of what Batman is and isn’t have stayed the same… But the difference between ALL the previous versions and this new franchise is massive. Basically, I think somehow they’ve managed to set all the ridiculous aspects of Batman, his life, and his many colourful friends in reality somehow. So much so that it feels like a new creation, even though it’s possibly the most redone and repeated thing ever?
The Dark Knight trilogy (is that what it’s being called?) feels real and it even feels mature. Comic book characters, on the whole, especially the old schoolers, have a very childish and niche feel to them, but that doesn’t seem to apply here. It’s all in the tone, and the justifyable and pretty much believable explanations behind everything, from his fighting ability and gadgets, his needs and reasons to dress up and hit the streets, the motivations behind the villains, Gotham city itself, all the up way to people believing in him and his symbol rather than pissing themselves.
The 3 films make a very entertaining whole, and a decent trilogy I know will be looked back on and held up probably for the rest of my life as a staple in the rare book of actually good trilogies. The end really made it for me, it was done so tastefully, and everything was tied together so nicely and effortlessly in a ‘that’s how you bloody do it my son’ kind of way. It then made me reflect back on every moment that had come before, seeing that it was a constant and progressive path, littered with amazing key moments, all crucial to the story, but full of action summer blockbuster flourishes, creating more of the mythos and growing into a true summery of The Story of Batman. This is all coming from someone that really only knows the elements of Batman that sink in just from being a male human living on earth that was once a child, and thinking about George Clooney is his nipple suit now is actually fucking hilarious. Before it was just pathetically laughable, but now that is so painfully beyond embarrassing that an adult made decisions towards the creation of that film.
I don’t really even know if I’m being coherent anymore, as I’m struggling with my own internal thoughts of did I really care that much about a Batman film, and how much I enjoyed all the films with a central character I’ve never cared about before. It’s purely just down to how WELL it was all done, and the cartoon nature of most of the source material adds to how impressive Nolan’s take on it all has been. If I had the patience, the true knowledge of the man, and an ability to articulate myself properly, I’d love to sit down and write a proper piece on how Christopher Nolan is a fucking winner standing on top of the pit of Hollywood ashes, surrounded by well paid junkies asking themselves how he got up there. I saw a list the other day about genre directors who’ve never had a flop, and obviously he was the first mentioned, then reading on it seemed like the list was compiled and scraped together with a lot turned backs and allowances, JUST so they could put him at the top and point out how golden his career has been so far. Obviously speaking in terms of who he is and what he does… For the land that he inhabits, about as hard in the center on the mainstream as you can get, he’s managed to rule it and appeal to all.
Oh and back when I was in a dreary word-haze of Batman thoughts, I was of course, at all times, talking very much with the words FOR A COMIC BOOK STORY ABOUT A DUDE IN TIGHT LYCRA FIGHTING CRIME at the end of every sentence. I’ve kind of forgotten what I was saying now. Summery: Batman was fucking stupid, for children, over the top, laughable at many points, iconic but in a supremely cheesy fashion, incarnated in so many ways it didn’t matter what they did any more, and looked pretty much destined to stay that way forever. He absolutely seems like none of that now. Dude seems pretty badass, and I don’t really feel embarrassed saying I can’t wait to watch The Dark Knight Rises again, which I probably would of been if I was my former self that has seen none of what was to come. Also, this latest version of his car/bike/helicopter? and generally the application of all his stuff (as well as his enemies) into the real world… genius.
Also, I don’t know what the cover photo is about, but I had to put something. I was thinking of taking a photo out the window as it’s DARK NIGHT HA HA HA.. Well I didn’t think about it, I actually did it, but obviously it was just a grainly lump of nothing which… could have been better on reflection.