Sergei Polunin inspires me as he wanted this to be his last dance. But after he became extremely famous from this recording, he decided to continue dancing again. He is such a beautiful man with an angelic soul. I just want to know the stories behind all the tattoos on his skin. Amazing.
This story taught me despite all the pain one goes through in life, it’s all about knowing who you are and what you want. You can do anything or everything, you can break the rules. It’s for you to decide. Anyone can think of whatever opinions they want of you. But it doesn’t change who you are inside as a person. It’s all about finding your own path and instincts. By following your own instincts you become more in touch and in tune with who you are to reach your fullest potential as a human.
Rewatched Gackt’s concert; he left Malice Mizer, married and divorced a Korean woman, swore never to get married, started his solo career with great hits like (Les Miserable, Seki Ray) with poignant lyrics about lost love, covered Final Fantasy and Gundam songs and is still going strong at 42 years old with an acting career/voice overs.
Before YouTube, getting hold of his videos and concert DVDs were almost impossible. I found them floating around YouTube recently and this beautiful man never fails to amaze me with his soulful vocals and multi talented stunts.
Contemporary HaikuIf you liked Chuck Palahniuk’s anti establishment Haiku in Fight Club, you will definitely love Tara’s usage of Haiku style poetry with her stance on anti corporatism, transcendent love and the meaning of existence that are highly relatable in our everyday lives with this contemporary western interpretation. This compilation contains 200 haiku in 80 pages.
A short but meaningful read that will leave you thinking for days.I have to admit, although I am Asian, I am not a fan of old fashioned Haiku, nature and flowers put me to sleep.
But Tara had managed to captivate my imagination with her usage of strong imagery in communicating sentiments and fragments of time using illustrations from our chaotic modern day lives (working in a day job, taxi, drinks, psychosis).
We all have done that and been there! She magically infuses her contemporary dance moves to into the strict confines of 5-7-5 of the traditional geisha dance.
Here are some verses that I liked… (some made me smile).
“secretarial
submission demanded by
the corporate cocks”
“passion is not meant
for indentured servitude
i said . . . but they laughed”
Loin Du Froid De Decembre is the French translation of Once Upon A December in the movie Anastasia. Anatasia was orphaned and did not know who were her parents. She sees a vase in the palace and remembers that she has seen the vase before. She remembered it was a cold December and the song starts…
Des images me reviennent
Comme des souvenirs tendres
D’une ancienne ritournelle
Autrefois en décembre
Je me souviens il me semble
Des jeux qu’on inventait ensemble
Je retrouve dans un sourire
La flamme des souvenirs
Doucement un écho
Comme une braise sous la cendre
Un murmure à mi-mots
Que mon coeur veut comprendre
Je me souviens il me semble
Des jeux qu’on inventait ensemble
Je retrouve dans un sourire
La flamme des souvenirs
De très loin un écho
Comme une braise sous la cendre
Un murmure à mi-mots
Que mon coeur veut comprendre
Une ancienne ritournelle
Loin du froid de décembre
Eva Green in Sin City is hauntingly beautiful. God dam. She left such nightmares in my visions ever since her deadly descent into the waters of Venice inside a locked lift in the Bond movie Casino Royale. And such compassion for her evil witch deeds in Tim Burton’s Angelique. And now, her black widow self emerges from her role as femme fatale Ava Lord in Sin City. Those green eyes. Those painted red moving lips on the phone. Her pleas for help.
I am thinking about her off the screen and recollecting the moments of her on screen. She had left such an impression that I can’t help but to watch her scenes over and over. Her roles has redefined what a woman is about. I can’t help but feel inspired by her.
She has shown that femininity is a strength, her characters are strong, hard women who use their sexuality to get what they want out of men.
But her characters die at the end of the movie (Casino Royale, Dark Shadows and Sin City) out of the weakness for love.
As what Angelique from Dark Shadows said, “All I wanted was your love.” As she took out her beating heart and offered it to Barnabas, before being burnt into flames.
Where is the music? Beautiful writing. Written by Tara Sue Me, chapter 11.
Found the music. Chapter 14, Tara Sue Me
The piano is where the music is coming from. Chapter 18, Tara Sue Me.
I spotted the piano at chapter 14 before reading on to chapter 18… My literature skills are spot on! And I sensed that at chapter 11 the music meant something. Hooray!
Because I see things before they happen… Watching movies has became a bore to me. I know how the script ends before it starts.
The best love stories are about tragedy. Every famous opera – Swan Lake, Phantom and Madame Butterfly is about unrequited love. In Moulin Rouge, it is no different. This is the very movie, that inspired me to learn Tango – to this effect. In short – the story revolves around the lead actress, who has to gain the sponsorship of a rich businessman for the play to materialise. She is attracted to frame, glory, and diamonds. However, she falls in love with a lowly poet… whom she denies the love they have and instead says to him “a girl got to eat.”
In Roaxanne, a powerful scene, she has to choose between becoming a “prostitute” by sleeping with her sponsor, and gaining stardom… or to love a poet, who has nothing to offer accept love. Initially, she decides to go ahead to seduce her sponsor and sleep with him.. so she can be a star. When she sees the poet singing to her on the streets, her heart wavers…. and she realises that she is deceiving herself by sleeping with the wrong guy. Love… betrays you. Too late, she is in the bedroom of her sponsor… will her love prevail?
Why… does my heart… cry…. feelings… I can’t hide? – Poet
Tango.. is after all.. a dance of love and tragedy.
The Phantom… is a genius and extraordinary artist.
Gerard Butler as Phantom brings it up another notch…
The Case for The Phantom – And Why Christine is Dumb
He taught Christine how to sing, manipulates the directors into giving her the leading role in the play, and demands for payment from the opera for his upkeep. He is able to use smoke bombs and build a dungeon… literally… a lair where he can spy on the activities of the musical through his secret tunnels and trapdoors.
If he did not make Christine a star, she will just be another girl in the show, and Raoul would not have noticed her. Could you imagine the disappointment he experienced when she chooses Raoul over him? After all he had did for her, to make her a star? It is a love gone awry. Christine was blinded by societal expectations, Raoul’s charming good looks, and wealth… and playful childish love. A childhood playmate does not equate to a lover. Enough said.
Yes… the Phantom is a murderer, who is able to murder people without a thought to attain his means. Do you discount that he has been stunned by people all his life because of his disfigured face? Do you know he was put in a circus show, as a freak? How much empathy can he have for people if they had only taught him humiliation and unkindness. If he has to kill for love, he will jolly well do it gladly, heartlessly.
The Phantom’s love for Christine borders on obsession and insanity, however, it is because he is able to feel passionately. As a savant, he creates musical scores, and gadgets to aid his exploits. Just look at the dungeon that he built for himself. Look at the way he makes the warden his obedient partner in crime (she is the only person in the opera who knows his real identity). If he is not obsessed in love, he will not be watching over Christine since she was a child, and groom her into a Prima Donna, the lead opera singer.
I am glad the sequel, Love Never Dies, did a justified ending to The Phantom’s Plight. No spoilers here.
I reserved two tickets for the Melbourne version of Love Never Dies, a year before it was released. However, I never returned to Melbourne. Unfortunate. To understand love, one has to watch the phantom of opera.
