Got back from a fantastic Kings of Leon concert in Caprica City--I mean, Vancouver. I was considerably less familiar with KOL going into it than most people there, but I recognized quite a few of their songs, and really liked almost every single one. This has launched me into an infatuation with their music, naturally. I partly wish I'd done more research before going to the concert, so I'd be able to appreciate it even more, but on the other hand it's not a bad way of getting into a band, no?
I don't have much else to report, right now. Life is busy enough, though. I'm bouncing between work, yoga and karate classes, and among all that I've got a couple of projects on the side to keep me involved with theatre and performance, and am working on a short, 1500 word piece for a CBC short story contest. Lots of variety. I wish I could've done more blog posts for this month. I feel bad having only done these two. Sorry about that, September. I'll do more for next month. I promise.
Friday, September 30, 2011
Sunday, September 18, 2011
Inception: The Dark Knight Rises at Bag End, or What You Will
What do The Hobbit, Shakespeare, and Batman all have in common? Everything, apparently.
A few days ago I had a dream. At the time it was terrifying, but also exhilarating. Here's how it went:
I am with a bunch of other people; I don't know who. Somehow we end up running from something, and we're running along a huge, but unstable wall we made out of snow bricks. It collapses as I run on top. As it turns out, we're being chased by a giant monster made of snow, which I later learn is actually a Balrog covered in snow. We take refuge in a dark cavernous place, and I think it's beneath Bag End, in Hobbiton. I go as far down this cave as I possibly can, down to the very bottom where there's water, and platforms floating around on it. I, and I'm assuming all the other people who got in, look up and watch with anticipation the cave's entrance way above us, hoping we aren't spotted. I then hide inside a crevice in the wall, and whoever I was before, I am now viewing the action from the perspective of a small cave-dwelling creature.
And then, instead of everything happening above me, it's happening down below. I'm up in the higher walls, looking down from this crevice. There is a metal railing on the edge of it, and there are other metal railings, platforms, stairs and walkways built into the walls of the cave: it is none other than the Bat Cave. Of course. What else would be underneath Bag End? And suddenly I see below me, Batman flying away in his Batwing, through a huge opening in the cave, going out to do battle with the Snow-Balrog. He's gone for a few moments, but then I see a red light, and then an enormous ball of flame bursts through into the cave.
Something opens from behind me. I am a human again, and someone comes into my hiding place, as a cold light of an overcast day spills in, as if from the main level of a city street. The crevice is sealed off from the rest of the Bat Cave, and in from this door come a bunch of thugs. I am surrounded by Bane's cronies. And then someone begins to explain that Bane is an ex-UFC fighter, and Italian, and he's out to prove that William Shakespeare is his direct ancestor, which for some reason means that he has to kill Batman before he can prove it's true. Someone also mentions that Commissioner Gordon is in cahoots with Batman, so they decide to go after him too. This pisses me off and frightens me, because now Gordon's life is in danger as well.
I don't know whether Batman won or lost against the Snow-Balrog, but I know he can't be dead, because it's Batman! However, things look grim. The forces of evil have the upper hand, now that they've discovered the Bat Cave.
So what does this all mean? Well, I'm no psychoanalyst, but I'm pretty sure my subconscious is saying that Christoper Nolan and Peter Jackson need to scrap the movies they're working on, join forces, and make a movie based off of this story. If they don't come willing, then I may have to sneak inside their dreams and plant the seed. They'll both think it was their own idea, of course, but I'm okay with that. I'll do what it takes.
I think it'll work.
A few days ago I had a dream. At the time it was terrifying, but also exhilarating. Here's how it went:
I am with a bunch of other people; I don't know who. Somehow we end up running from something, and we're running along a huge, but unstable wall we made out of snow bricks. It collapses as I run on top. As it turns out, we're being chased by a giant monster made of snow, which I later learn is actually a Balrog covered in snow. We take refuge in a dark cavernous place, and I think it's beneath Bag End, in Hobbiton. I go as far down this cave as I possibly can, down to the very bottom where there's water, and platforms floating around on it. I, and I'm assuming all the other people who got in, look up and watch with anticipation the cave's entrance way above us, hoping we aren't spotted. I then hide inside a crevice in the wall, and whoever I was before, I am now viewing the action from the perspective of a small cave-dwelling creature.
And then, instead of everything happening above me, it's happening down below. I'm up in the higher walls, looking down from this crevice. There is a metal railing on the edge of it, and there are other metal railings, platforms, stairs and walkways built into the walls of the cave: it is none other than the Bat Cave. Of course. What else would be underneath Bag End? And suddenly I see below me, Batman flying away in his Batwing, through a huge opening in the cave, going out to do battle with the Snow-Balrog. He's gone for a few moments, but then I see a red light, and then an enormous ball of flame bursts through into the cave.
Something opens from behind me. I am a human again, and someone comes into my hiding place, as a cold light of an overcast day spills in, as if from the main level of a city street. The crevice is sealed off from the rest of the Bat Cave, and in from this door come a bunch of thugs. I am surrounded by Bane's cronies. And then someone begins to explain that Bane is an ex-UFC fighter, and Italian, and he's out to prove that William Shakespeare is his direct ancestor, which for some reason means that he has to kill Batman before he can prove it's true. Someone also mentions that Commissioner Gordon is in cahoots with Batman, so they decide to go after him too. This pisses me off and frightens me, because now Gordon's life is in danger as well.
I don't know whether Batman won or lost against the Snow-Balrog, but I know he can't be dead, because it's Batman! However, things look grim. The forces of evil have the upper hand, now that they've discovered the Bat Cave.
So what does this all mean? Well, I'm no psychoanalyst, but I'm pretty sure my subconscious is saying that Christoper Nolan and Peter Jackson need to scrap the movies they're working on, join forces, and make a movie based off of this story. If they don't come willing, then I may have to sneak inside their dreams and plant the seed. They'll both think it was their own idea, of course, but I'm okay with that. I'll do what it takes.
I think it'll work.
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