Days bright sun,
Wakes the world.
Leaving the blackbird,
To finish its song.
At noon the cook-coo,
Leaves it’s little house.
So we all,
Will gather to dine.
Nights dark blankets,
Shut out the light.
So the owls,
Can rule their domain.
There was something about this film that made me a little wary that it could be a bit a of a flop. To say I was blown away is an understatement. Firstly there was the performance from Ben Stiller as Walter Mitty, I never truly liked him as an actor though maybe it was just the roles I’ve seen him in, however this film completely changed my view. He really managed to tap into my heart – and as cheesy as it sounds – showed me something about how trusting in myself and my instincts, thus pushing my boundaries can help me to grow as a person because of it.
The opening scene gives you an idea of what Mitty’s life is like, the stark white walls and complete silence show the normality in his life, also the concept that he tends to day dream, creating scenarios that bring excitement into his life. This goes on right up until he is really traveling and the wonder and beauty takes the place of his dreams. Starting with the loss of Negative 25 which was said to be the best of the photos sent for Time magazines last issue, brings Walter Mitty close to losing his job, thus he set’s out to find the photographer, using the three clearest Negatives as clues. The sub plot of his love for a coworker, could make his expedition an act to impress, but Stiller’s direction and acting makes Mitty’s journey much more proving to himself that he could do something with his life other than just develop photo’s.
Something which adds to the beauty of this film is the incredible scenery, wide shots of long sweeping landscapes, snow capped mountains and rolling seas. The gorgeous soundtrack which accompanies this film is just as inspiring as the film itself, and is one which I will buy and be listening to for quite a while.
In all honesty I am finding it difficult to get over how beautiful and inspiring The Secret Life of Walter Mitty was. It was sensational and basically I recommend you see this, I really do! I would most definitely see this movie again if given the chance.
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My response to Alissa Leonard’s ‘Finish that Thought #2-25‘.
Start With: In the beginning, there was only [explosions], [chaos], and a bottle of whiskey.
Include: An Emu (my choice from three)
“‘In the beginning, there was only explosions, chaos, and a bottle of whiskey.’
That was how my dad saw it anyway, as you know every year he’d get all the children, cousins, and eventually the grandchildren together to go camping, and tell stories round the camp fire. Something about getting back to nature, escaping the normalities and routine of life. Dad was always in his element there, his first year acting classes at Tafe really shining through. When I was younger I loved those cool spring nights, I’d invite friends, and listen intently to stories I’d heard many times before.
It was just that one line, about the beginning of everything, and that one bottle of whisky, which told us all it was soon time for bed. I remember one year though, I must have been fourteen, I broke the silence which had settled after he’d finished that first line with:
‘Why a bottle of whisky?’
Then he said something to me which I’ve never forgotten, ‘Why whisky you say? All the crazy, deadly and just down right wacko which call Australia home needed to have come from somewhere. I came into this world because of a soon to be empty bottle of whisky and two glasses, look what that did to me. I’m perfectly normal but I know I’m part crazy and that’s half the fun.’
That’s how I want to remember him, always excited about something, thinking up impossible inventions which would never have made it in the real world, but to him they made sense. So eventually, we would too. His wild hair giving him the air of a mad scientist.
He really liked Emus, they were in the weird category he’d filed himself into. A large bird who can’t fly, but makes it work in this strange place. I loved him for that.”
I looked up at the hall of people, my eyes now damp with tears.
“Goodbye Dad. And thank you. Thank you for everything!”
Thanks for reading! And I hope you all have a very merry Christmas, and for those who don’t celebrate Christmas I hope you have happy holidays!
Before I went to see The Great Gatsby I had heard mixed views on how good it actually was. Some said that it was long winded and boring – a mere show of lights and costumes; while others were raving about it and claiming it to be a true and good interpretation of the novel. I was a little worried that these differing opinions would taint my judgement of the film…
…I could never have been so wrong!
Once I was sitting in the cinema and the opening credits had started, there was no thought given to those other opinions, and in truth it was an absolutely beautiful film.
(Please note here, dear reader, that I had – at this point at least – despite my strict ‘book before film’ policy, not read Fitzgerald’s The Great Gatsby. A fact that I have since rectified, and am very glad to have done so!)
A story of love, class and an unfailing hope that is told through the eyes of, Toby McGuire’s character Nick Cassaway, a wall street marketer who moves in next to Leonardo Di DiCaprio’s character of J. Gatsby, the working class man turned millionaire, all for the love of his life – Daisy Buchanan. Nick is thrown head first into Gatsby’s world of parties, money and extravagance, also sometimes as a sort of wing-man for Gatsby; Nick’s connection to Daisy vital to why Gatsby is like he is.
What I find most fascinating about the story Nick narrates, is the fabulous and almost impossible parties that Gatsby holds at his mansion, all in the hope that Daisy may turn up to one. It is this which I think the film did very well is the lavishness of the lights show, costumes and all round beauty in these scenes.
The soundtrack itself adds a huge amount to the atmosphere in the cinema, with new and some classic songs remixed to suit the era. Thus giving it an effective twist that familiarises and draws the audience into the film.
I recommend The Great Gatsby to any lover of the original book, though they could not have put in every detail I believe that they have done a beautiful job. I think this film works for a range of ages, though not too young, and anyone who likes a fun and entertaining film with a strong element of drama. Personally I absolutely loved it and I would happily watch it again!
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It’s the end of the line.
WICKED has taken everything from Thomas: his life, his memories, and now his only friends—the Gladers. But it’s finally over. The trials are complete, after one final test.
Will anyone survive?
What WICKED doesn’t know is that Thomas remembers far more than they think. And it’s enough to prove that he can’t believe a word of what they say.
The truth will be terrifying.
Thomas beat the Maze. He survived the Scorch. He’ll risk anything to save his friends. But the truth might be what ends it all.
The time for lies is over.
I’d like to say this one was my favourite of the trilogy, but I’m torn between the three! I absolutely loved it, again I was on the edge of my seat, and getting answers which weren’t always the best to hear.
As I learnt more about the reasons for WICKED’s actions I wanted to believe they’d done the right thing, but my loyalty to the characters held and I sided with the Glader’s anger. Something which brings out a side to the boys which you wouldn’t really expect, and decisions which shouldn’t need to be made by anyone, let alone boys of that age.
Though the boys get a relatively happy ending, the path they had to take to get there was rough. For me it was a rather emotional ending – I got really attached to the characters, and not all made it through.
I think The Death Cure was the perfect way to finish, and I absolutely loved James Dashner’s trilogy. It is definitely one of my favourites, and I can’t wait to see the other film adaptions as well!
I tried a new review technique, I’ll see how it goes for next time too.
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This is my response to Rebekah Postupak’s Flash! Friday Challenge for this week.
“Santa, this isn’t a party here.” PC Jones sighed with frustration, “there is no need to dance for your mug-shot.”
“Yes,” Santa replied with a grin, still with his left foot pointed and arms in the air, “but seeing as you insist on doing this every time officer I may as well make it fun for me!” He moved for his side photo.
Jones rolled his eyes, “if you stopped pranking us we wouldn’t have to keep taking you in.”
“It’s only a bit of fun!” Santa giggled as the light flashed for his second photo, “I did no harm!”
Jones raised an eyebrow, “You painted the outside of the police station red and green!”
“Bricks just really aren’t that festive!” He retorted, his grin widening.
“How though? You’re not even four inches tall!”
“I’m Santa Clause, and I have a job to do! Merry Christmas to you!” With that he clicked his fingers and disappeared leaving a shower of glitter to rain down on PC Jones.
Merry Christmas, and thanks for reading!