Archive for March, 2010

So my new phone, finally got delivered today.

So happy.

Before anyone even dreams to think that I got an iPhone, let me assure you, I certainly did not.

Instead, I opted for an e series nokia. It is fabulous, it does every thing and more. One thing i’m confident of, is the screen will no doubt survive longer than those of that apple contraption. Definitly don’t think i’ll need to worry so much about the smash factor.

I finished knitting a scarf last night, and have just begun knitting another.

I get so excited about winter. It’s coming, hooray.


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So little time, to do absolutely anything at the moment.  I forgot how hardcore full time study is.  I’m starting to freak out and lose motivation.

I miss my alone time, I’m finding it hard dealing with the fact that I am surrounded by people EVERY day.  I want an alone day, so I can read and clean and potter around the yard in my PJs like a slob.

The closer winter gets the more I stop looking forward to getting out of bed in the morning.  I’m going to miss my wintery sleep ins.

So many assignments, I don’t know if I up to date with them all.

Anyway here is some sharing.

I had to write a review a couple of weeks back, for a film I watched in class.  The film is Ten Canoes.  The review will be underneath.

Ten Canoes, a film made in 2006 directed by (Netherlands born Australian) Rolf de Heer, is a film quite different from any other indigenous film as it does not portray aboriginals as victims of European invasion. Instead the film positively explores their culture and relationship to the land, with skilled storytelling and stunning cinematography. Considering the epic task presented, the film makers have successfully presented a film about aboriginal life and culture.

The film Ten Canoes is presented entirely in the native language of the Yolngu people, which naturally would seem a daunting task for any film maker not familiar with this language. However, the film makers of Ten Canoes have approached the language barrier with consideration to a predominantly western audience by using humour as a bridge between cultures. The film makers use colloquialisms such a ‘fart’ and ‘dick’ and have a stereotypical fat man who is addicted to honey. These two examples show that even an entirely different culture is not completely alien at all and that we can both laugh at the similar things.

The cinematography presents an endless and stunning visual backdrop for the nostalgic and humorous narration by veteran Australian actor David Gulpilil. He truly draws us in to a story of his culture and past which really does seem endless. This culture with is distinctive values and customs has lasted since the dream time and the narration of Gulpilil triumphantly establishes its continuity and survival in face of all the obstacles thrown at it.

Another vital factor in the success of the Ten Canoes is the soundscape. Not only have the film makers executed the capture of environmental sounds; they have expertly given the film a real and vibrant living texture. The use of music is eerily haunting and captures the mood surrounding the death of Ridjimiraril with a dignified intensity.

Some major themes in the screenplay are the cycle of life, the continuity of Aboriginal Culture and the need to follow the law. The film makers reach the audience on a spiritual level, referring to dream time belief. This is summed up perfectly in the following excerpts.

“I was looking like a little fish in my waterhole, then my father come near my waterhole. I ask him for my mother, I wanted to be born. My father pointed to one of his wives – that’s your mother he told me. I waited until the right time then I went, just like that, right into her vagina. Then my father had a dream. That dream made him know she had a little one inside her. The little one was me.

“When I die I will go back to my waterhole. I’ll be waiting there like a little fish waiting to be born again. You didn’t know all that did you?”

The actor Crusoe Kurddal’s (Ridjimiraril) performance, in conjunction with David Gulpilil’s narration during this intensely moving scene, is quite extraordinary. For me, this was a most deeply satisfying and poignant moment in the film due to the fact, that regardless of time and culture, we are all human and destined to die. We are all people. Different but the same.

The collaborative effort of Rolf de Heer and the people of Ramingining has successfully created a beautiful film. Then main tenet of the film is a simple story about ten men making traditional bark canoes to go out to the swamp to hunt gumang (magpie-goose eggs). However there is a subtly complex, rich moral tale of aboriginal culture and law amidst a convoluted plot filled with wrong love, jealousy, murder, payback and too many wives.

Since the film’s release it has brought laughter and joy to the community of Ramingining, filling them with pride.

That story is never finished that Ten Canoes story, it goes on forever because it is a true story of our people, it is the heart of the land and people and nature.’David Gulpilil

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So the last week or more I have been totally immersed in the land of New Super Mario Brothers.  I both LOVE and HATE this game.

So as a distraction from this game and TAFE and assignments which I should be working on, rather than procrastinating.  I actually read and finished a Jane Austen book.   From the opening page to the very end, with out skipping any bits, as much as I wanted too.

I read Persuasion.

Because I’m quite lazy these days, I’m going to paste my poorly written Goodreads review of it right here.

This book started really slowly – I understand the first few chapters are ‘establishing chapters’ but they are boring as hell.

After almost quitting, I ploughed through and actually enjoyed the rest of the book. It was a very slow burn type romance, but satisfying all the same.

This was probably the only Jane Austen book, in which I haven’t seen the screen adaptation first. Maybe that’s why I actually finished it, because unlike the others I did not know the ending.

Anne Elliot is probably one of the nicest characters I’ve ever read, I’d personally invite her over for a pot of tea and a biscuit any time. I love that she is not superficial and I love her consistency.

Poor Anne being persuaded rather poorly from a parental figure in the beginning, I’m glad it all worked out nicely in the end.

Good ol’ Captain Wentworth, almost as silly, luckily coming to his senses and realising his severe retardation and pride issues and resolving his estrangement to Anne and rekindling his little love fire.

So really I haven’t got a lot to report.

I passed my Biology exam.  It was to easy, I got the second highest mark in the class.  “)  I have not written my report on the boring experiment we did though.

I have finished one of my thematic essays on one of two texts having the same theme.  Blech!

I am yet to hand out my survey on reading for statistics.

I have not done my Human Rights assignment yet.  But I have started, I am doing age discrimination.  Focussing mostly on the Nana’s and Poppa’s who are required to work, but can not get jobs because employers don’t want to employ senior citizens.  Well let’s just say over 45’s, so not really senior citz.

I have not finished my other thingy and bla bla bla.

I have started watching season one of 30 Rock though.

I have also cleaned the shower.

I have organised my socks.

I have played more New Super Mario Bros. than necessary.

I think I am going to start another book entirely irrelevant to my education.

Did I tell you that it’s Autumn? I love Autumn, it’s not swelteringly uncomfortably hot and it’s a little chilly but not winter chilly yet.  I love it.  Can’t wait to watch the deciduous trees in the yard change colour.

Any recommendations of a good version of Persuasion to actually watch, now that I finished the book?

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Hey Ladies!!

Just a quick mention.



This is a really charming little sight I just fell on.  Have a look, it’s nice.

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So it’s lunch time, and I forgot my lunch and my money.  Oops.

Sitting in the campus library, piddling away the half hour on a computer.  Underneath a flourescent light that keeps flickering.  I think I may have a seizure, before I’m through.  Maybe I could make a compensation claim if that happened.  What wicked thoughts.

Feeling slightly socially retarded again.  Why didn’t I sit in the quad, with people from the class?  Meh!

Starting to ponder why I bought a Jane Austen box set a few years ago.  I haven’t even read them yet.  Well that’s a partial lie.  Years before I read most of Pride & Prejudice – but never finished, I think I was too young at the time though.  Last year I read a third of Northanger Abbey and quit that too.  I keep going to read one in full – but I always delay, by reading something else.

I’m starting to think, maybe I never really liked the writing.  Maybe I just like the movies and general ideas of the books.  But when it comes down to the nitty-gritty, I just can’t bear reading them.

I don’t even know why.

I’m going to say this now, like every other time.  When I finish reading the book that I ‘m reading now (which is ‘The Yearling’) I am going to read one of the books in my very pretty feminine look boxed set of Jane Austen.

Then again maybe D.H Lawrence was right, maybe I can’t bear to read them because there is no sex in them.  Not just fornication type sex, but sex.  Who really knows. 

Certainly not me, because I can’t seem to complete one.

Maybe instead of a 50 book challenge, I should have made it a challenge to actually finish a Jane Austen book.

Oh well, lunch break is over.

If anyone in cyberland has and suggestions or ideas for feel free to leave them some where that people can see them.  (like the comments)

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