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10:16 am
kynn
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When stupid people play with words they don't understand
From the bloody aftermath of Game Chef 2008:
First, an unfounded accusation of racism is itself racist. It is applying a stereotype to an individual based on their skin color. The "college definition" of racism requires the racist also to have de facto or de jure power over the object of his/her racism. With the coming of hate crime laws, campus speech codes, and the widespread and everpresent threat of legal action the accusation of racism does carry with it a non-trivial amount of legal weight, and this does not even begin with the social stigma of being branded a racist. Thus, there is power in the accusation, and my conclusion follows.
You [![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) kynn] have made the following accusation:
"I want the gaming industry as a whole to become less racist and sexist, and I expect more out of the indie gamers than mainstream RPGing in that regard. "
and
"There aren't as many game designers of color because the game design industry continues to be racist. "
This is an unfounded accusation of racism. Not only is it unfounded, but it is exceptionally broad. You have accused me of racism, though not by name. I take that personal, friend.
I know that in your world, this is so true that it is beyond question. I have listened to the arguments of those who have made similar comments and I remain unconvinced. The evidence you have so far presented fails. Rest assured, I am a very reasonable man and I have a keen eye for reason, logic, and proof. Hell, I got a degree in it and I'm seeking my PhD in the same. I am open to being convinced.
Because we apparently inhabit different worlds, a well-founded accusation must be both true and justified. Racism must be deliberate and encompass malice. A well-founded accusation of racism should encompass all four of these elements.
Apparently, acknowledging that there is racism in roleplaying games is racist.
I told him he needs to get his money back on that college degree in reason, logic, and proof.
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04:23 pm
christianleft
[hermionesmum]
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I hope you don't mind a plug!
But I'm trying to start a women's fellowship community with a liberal slant. (In my world liberal implies tolerance and permissiveness as well as egalitarian values.)
If you're interested please sign up here:http://community.livejournal.com/girls_of_god/profile
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03:57 pm
angoel
![[User Picture]](http://p-userpic.livejournal.com/126448/74868) [Link] | I'm planning to attend the showing of Timon of Athens at the Globe as a groundling at 7:30 on Monday the 28th July, and would welcome other people, who were interested in seeing it, to join me.
ETA: [Yes, I know it's somewhat early to consider the matter. I also know if I don't book now I'll end up in October looking back and thinking "I'm sure I meant to attend this year"]
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10:48 am
dragonydreams
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Obsession Complete
( You are about to view content that may not be appropriate for minors. )
Current Mood:  bouncy
Tags: mood theme
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03:15 pm
nhw
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Podgorica and Tirana
Spent the last few days travelling in the Balkans for work purposes; Tuesday landing in Podgorica, the capital of Montenegro; Wednesday afternoon driving down to Tirana, the capital of Albania; Thursday in Tirana, and driving back up to Podgorica on Friday morning; and a couple of hours on the Montenegrin coast before my afternoon flight home yesterday.
It was my third time in Podgorica (formerly known as Titograd), but the first time that I was there in charge of my own agenda, as it were (my first visit in January 2002 was organised by the government, and my second in July 2006 by my field staff, back in the days when I had field staff). Our hotel was in the rather small Ottoman part of the city, near the clock tower and the mosques. Our business was all in the more modern district, which is a big rectilinear grid straddling the Morača river; it is oddly confusing, with both me and my colleague getting disoriented by the similar-looking streets. The shopping and restaurant section, along with some official buildings, takes up the southeastern half of the grid, on the eastern side of the river; the other half has some more official buildings along the far edge but is mainly occupied by the Morača gorge. The centre of Podgorica is buzzing, as you would expect of the capital of a newly independent country; the Balkan cafe culture is alive and well. No difficulty finding food or drink until well into the night.
It was my second time in Albania, after a conference there in April 2005. First time round I had rather bad luck with the food, but no complaints at all this time: our hotel was the International, on Scanderbeg Square, with breakfast and dinner on the balcony overlooking the monumental architecture (with the significant advantage that you cannot actually see the International Hotel itself). The sound of the muezzin comes at regular intervals from the Et'hem Bey mosque (though apparently this is pretty cosmetic, as nobody actually worships there, and the call to dawn prayers did not wake us as it usually does in Muslim countries - I suspect it doesn't in fact happen). Tirana is rather brimming with self-confidence; the Albanian economy has been growing massively, they just got invited to join NATO, and the nasty infighting which has characterised the political scene since the fall of Communism has died down, at least for the time being.
We drove between the two capitals, a distance of 160 km / 100 miles, the same as between Dublin and Belfast. The road on the Albanian side is very good from Shkodër down to Tirana, which is basically the southern two thirds of the route. In Tirana itself it is pretty bad - massive roadworks, which presumably will lead to some improvement. From Shkodër to Podgorica it is surprisingly empty of traffic for a major route between the capitals of two neighbouring countries. On our way down, we found ourselves negotiating with pigs and sheep that had wandered onto it. On the way back up again, in an even more graphic indicator of the traffic levels, we saw a tortoise crossing the road with no apparent concern (though how one could tell if a tortoise was worried, I am not sure). On the Montenegrin side in particular it is really twisty and narrow. Apparently there are plans to upgrade it over the next couple of years.
The Montenegrin coast is lovely as ever. I flew in on a direct flight from Brussels to Tivat airport, rented the car there and drove up to Podgorica; and dropped down to the coast again yesterday to see a friend who was staying there. It's much cheaper than the Croatian coast, and still relatively unspoilt. I found it very interesting, though, that the coastline was festooned with posters inviting you to buy your Montenegrin dream home - in Russian. I was told that 18% of foreign investment in Montenegro is from Russia, compared with 52% from the EU; I wonder how that compares with other countries?
Anyway, back home safely. Off to Belfast for 24 hours tomorrow; will be glad when this run of travel is over.
Tags: albania, montenegro
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06:55 am
joss_stills
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10:35 am
pinkdormouse
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Happy Birthday...
... to lasergirl69 and frogclock. Have a great day, both of you.
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11:03 am
seraphimsigrist
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WALL
Friends,
This morning I walked down the wall which is just
across the street from my lodging to the Damascus Gate.
I had really no very clear idea of the city until today
so it was a discovery how up and down the city is, down
the wall meaning a considerable slope and then within the
old city there are all sorts of alleys and stairways and
arches and you know that sort of thing.
I came from there to the West Wall of the Temple which is
what remains of it. In due course I shall post pictures
but anyway I accomplished the mission given by Mark to put
a paper with his prayer into a crevice of the wall to which
I added my own. Our papers were in fact rather larger than
norm which I take to be closely written on small bits of
paper , but anyway there they are.
I recall that in Glastonbury I felt the outlined ruins of
the great Abbey, destroyed by Protestants if one may say
so with no disrespect really to their legacy, destroying
is one thing we do and building is the other, (cf Krishna
to Arjuna to that effect. a mystery there. though of course
"woe unto those by whom offences come" was also said)well...
what?
felt the outlined ruins completed themselves somehow more
powerfully even than would a completed cathedral such
as Wells Cathedral just up the road from there, a fine
enough place but not as charged with mystery as Glastonbury...
In a way I suppose the wall may complete itself in the
thought and seeing too... the Holy of Holies would have been
beyond this Western Wall. So one may say the Temple is
still there really... opeining into the new one envisioned
by Ezekiel or the cosmic cubic city of John...
walked the alleys and stairways fending off propserous
looking beggars and came to the Church of the Holy Sepulchre
saw some Liturgy at the Greek chapel...It is as I expected to
feel it quite a wonderful maze of chapels and hanging lamps
in small what the paths of the City are in large one may
say...found my way out to the gate opposite here and here
I am and just this in greeting
+Seraphim
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not my photo but one of Mikhail Levitt of the wall
which I have posted previously. my photos such as they
are on return.
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05:40 am
methodius
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Writer's Block: Friends and acquaintences
It's sometimes hard to say where one draws the line. An acquaintance might be someone one has met once, at a single course or conference, for example. If you meet them more than once, and keep in touch in between, they are friends. If they have visited your house or stayed overnight, and you have visited them or stayed with them, they are friends. But sometimes one counts as friends people one knows at school or work or university whose homes one has never visited.
But its one of the things that social networking sites never seem to manage to get right -- distinguishing between close friends, friends, acquaintances, close family and extended family. Among acquaintances one might include people one does business with, work colleagues and classmates one doesn't hang out with.
Current Location: Tshwane, Gauteng
Tags: acquaintances, friends, writer's block
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10:42 pm
nwhepcat
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Yay!
Found the stash of sky and cloud tank tops, wooo! That means I can actually do stuff I'd planned to tomorrow.
Unless, of course, I slack.
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09:12 pm
nwhepcat
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Saturday, you are made of relative fail
Oy, how pathetic.
Well, I have managed to put together (mostly) 2 pieces of furniture I recently got, and they look really great. Except the second piece I put together had one hinge that will not bend, so I have to go try to find a replacement tomorrow. If not, I'll call to see if I can get an official replacement. In the middle of all this putting together, I had to run out and buy a tiny Phillips head screwdriver, because the one I had wouldn't work at all. Well, since the hardware store is right next door to the thrift shop, I had to go in there and try some stuff on. I bought a blouse that I had no business buying, since it won't look right unless I wear something over or under it or both. And then I grocery shopped, which gave me a chance to use my exciting new reusable grocery bags. I bought stuff at three places and came home without a single new bag -- go me!
Another thing I have to do tomorrow is go buy some tank tops to buy, because I decided to reactivate some listings at Etsy and I made a sale (yay!) and now I've torn the house apart looking and I cannot find the tanks. GAH! Would it have occurred to me to locate them BEFORE I reactivated the listing? Fortunately, this is a dye process that I can do in a day, not the one-month scarf thingie. Which reminds me I need to find the book that tells how to do it, since it's been so damn long since I did.
This doesn't bode well for my original plans, which involved cleaning things, not tearing the house apart. However, I did pull out a bunch of clothes to bring to the Wiscon clothing swap.
The new furniture, by the way, is kind of a kick. My company is having a private employee sale on selected merchandise, and not only that, but we were each given designated certificates to use on the sale or simultaneous warehouse sale only. So I've had a parade of goodies delivered to my house in the past few days, little of which I had to pay for. So I bought a nifty cabinet to add to the storage in my kitchen, of which there is woefully little. Took quite a while to get it and the other piece together, but I got completely caught up on Ryan's Hope while I worked.
Those damn tank tops have to be around here somewhere.
::headdesk::
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06:17 pm
su_herald
[lostakasha]
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Saturday, May 17, 2008
Angel: I appreciate you guys looking out for Connor all summer. It's just—he's confused. He needs time. That's all.
Fred: Right. Time, and some corporal punishment with a large heavy mallet. Not that I'm bitter. (notices books she packed are back) Oh. Damn it, Dennis! She's not coming back! I'm sorry, Angel. I-I didn't— I meant the apartment. I—
Angel: It's okay, Fred. Anyway, we've got tons of room back at the hotel. We can keep everything safe.
Fred: It's just—you count on stuff, you know? Things being where you left them. What happens if you get back and they're not there?
Angel: You go find 'em.
[Fiction]
x. The House Rules by titti, Chris Kane/Steve Carlson, PG-13
x. There Was a Time When All of This Seemed Normal by gilascave, Giles/Xander, PG
x. Forever by snowpuppies, Potentials, OFC/OMC, R
x. As Long As That's Clear by wesleysgirl, Giles/Xander, NC-17
[Verse]
x. Spaiku, Part 1: Information by mere_ubu Spike, PG
[Fic Updates]
x. Part 12 of That Good Night by shadowscast, Spike/Xander, NC-17
[Graphics]
x. 11 BtVS icons by typoed
x. 17 Buffy/Angel icons by crystalsc
x. 63 Xander icons, plus 6 wallpapers by katekat1010
[Communties]
x. There are 20 terrific stories archived at ![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif) sd_library as part of the The Second Annual Bronze:Beta Sunnydale Library Contest, hosted by the Herald's own menomegirl. Each story is a Slayer's story and a guaranteed good read. After reading remember to vote for your favorite!
x. This week in shared_wisdom, a writing discussion community, kittypoker1 shares her thoughts on beta reading, using examples from the Buffyverse.
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09:21 pm
half_of_monty
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Addict thwarted
Dr. Who isn't up on iplayer yet! Why not? No fair! We've already poured out the beer and everything!
Tags: rant, uninspired
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09:40 pm
livredor
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Punctuality
Today was my last bat mitzvah for this academic year.
( mostly successful )
I hope I can find some more pupils for next year, otherwise I'm going to really miss the teaching!
Current Location: Synagogue hall, Stockholm, Sweden
Current Mood:  exhausted
Current Music: The Weepies: All good things
Tags: jewish
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12:21 pm
teleute
![[User Picture]](http://p-userpic.livejournal.com/42926/12943) [Link] | We went 5 hours between feeds last night for the first time ever, and that was after 4 and a half hours between feeds in the first part of the night. So, I'm counting last night as the first night we had only one feed over night (Feeds at 10:40, 3:00 and 8:00). I'm not necessarily expecting it to happen again, but it feels like progress, and progress is always good.
We dashed over to the pediatrician's yesterday because we were worried about his umbilical stump (it was oozing. Apparently it's just finally starting to think about falling off). We also discussed the 'fussiness' (as the pediatrican calls it. I call it screaming, but whatever). It seems (oh joy) that babies get increasingly fussy from 2 weeks up to about 6-8 weeks, and then get calmer again. The pediatrican (I love this guy) leaped into a synopsis of the lecture he heard this at where they showed graphs of babies tracked across a whole spectrum of races and cultures showing exactly this pattern - i.e. it's a human trait, not a "white baby in America" thing. But that means more crying to follow, me thinks. However, I'm hoping we'll get better at dealing with it and soothing him as the days go on.
However, coping is something I'm not really doing right now, at least, not consistently. After I started cutting myself seriously for the first time in 8 years Adrian has decided it's time for me to go talk to someone. Sadly I don't actually have the motivation to arrange it. (And personally, I consider cutting to be a coping technique. Other people take hot baths or read a book, I make myself bleed. Weird, and not exactly sane or balanced, but it works. It works very well). I can tell that I really am depressed right now, and not just having 'blue periods' because even when I'm cheerful and relaxed the cutting seems normal. I recall that I had stopped feeling that way. However, I'm finding it hard to be more bothered about this than considering it something of a nuisance. See my previous remark about yes, I really am depressed right now. And I know what that word means and when to use it, trust me.
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12:10 pm
teleute
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Knitting for Charity
Oxfam is currently doing a drive to collect 9" knit or crochet squares. They are hoping to collect 250,000 by September. This represents the number of women who "did not survive pregnancy or childbirth to be able to care for her baby, because she couldn't access the medical care she needed." The full article, along with links that tell you where to mail the squares to, and some pattern links if you're feeling uncreative, is here.
This is a cause very close to my heart. I'm not saying I would have died outside the hospital, but I think it could have been a lot closer away from medical teams armed with IV fluids and oxygen masks (I was only under the mask for about half an hour I think, but they pumped 3 liters of fluids into me over the next 12 hours, along with various drugs). So medical care good. Medical care very good.
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08:05 pm
king_laugh
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Dr Who verdict:
SHITE!!!!!
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08:35 pm
oedipamaas49
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In which Dan tries to stop dismissing so much art
I spent yesterday evening walking up and down Brunnenstrasse, the street that many of Berlin's tiny one-room art galleries have collectively settled on as home. Every Friday evening they simultaneously open their doors, bring out the booze, shove a DJ in the corner (optional), and show off their latest display for the wandering crowds. It's a perfect example of culture being dictated by economics: none of the galleries are large enough to justify a visit in themselves - but darting between a dozen of them there's certain to be something worthwhile.
So some Fridays I trot down there with the rest [*]. And...I spend a lot of the time trying to figure out why so much of the art leaves me cold. Partly, yes, it's Sturgeon's Law. But much of it is due to my own horribly narrow taste in art - and that's something I can probably change, or at least understand. So I've been trying to figure out exactly what that taste is, and what scope there is to squeeze it out into other areas.
There's one class of art that almost always appeals to me. I guess I take my art as I take my politics: gradually built up from the details, the overall interpretations multiple and provisional, rough guides to a landscape just this side of chaos. That means I'm a sucker for a certain subset of surrealism, and that among the Old Masters I go for the paintings full of convoluted, ambiguous classical and religious symbolism. Above all it means I love complex drawings, projections of multi-dimensional mental fantasies that don't fit neatly onto paper. Better still when they're in colourful paint. Then seeing the painting becomes something close my stereotype of an acid trip [**]: filling my mind with more fantasies and more layers of meaning than it can cope with [***]
I've mentioned before my love of Alexander Rodin, who is a perfect example of this: he seems to have some kind of synaesthesic SF epic trapped within his head. More mundane is Norman Sandler, whose latest work I saw yesterday: fragments of cityscapes and household objects, layered over each other, full of rubbish and cryptic text and what look like tea-stains (was this planned, or did he just knock over a cup? We may never know: the drawings are none the worse for their brown stains, but nor are they noticeably improved by them). It doesn't have visual impact or the imaginative complexity of Rodin, but there's enough in it to set me dreaming.
( Stuff I dislike is more predictable, so deserves to go under a cut )
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08:15 pm
livredor
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Book: The diamond age
Author: Neal Stephenson
Details: (c) 1995 Neal Stephenson; Pub Penguin 1996; ISBN 0-140-27037-X
Verdict: The diamond age is geekily delightful.
Reasons for reading it: I've heard various people enthusing about it, and I liked the concept of a futuristic neo-Victorian setting. (I also enjoyed Snow crash but I haven't got round to reviewing it yet.)
How it came into my hands: cartesiandaemon lent it to me.
( detailed review )
Current Location: New Chusan
Current Mood:  cheerful
Current Music: Jon Bon Jovi: Livin' on a prayer
Tags: book
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08:31 pm
seraphimsigrist
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Jerusalem
Friends,
I have arrived in Jerusalem and am staying at the Notre Dame
Center, just across from the New Gate of the Old City into
which I ventured briefly at dusk. From the window of my room
I can see the Dome of the Rock, and the Center, having pilgrims
from all over the world has a wonderfully intrnational aspect...
also,and so this, there are comptuers available at 5 dollars for
an hour which is not at all bad. So it seems I am still here at
least with brief notes... Now I will go up to my room and perhaps
try phoning some contacts I ought plan to meet...
Reading Ackroyd's "Blake" on the plane it does give a very fine
picture of that great artist and writer bringing him somehow into
focus, as it seems, more than anything I remember reading years
ago when I was thinking about Blake more regularly...
so today just these and I am yours
+Seraphim
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07:05 pm
nhw
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One of Two, and Three of Four
( The Ice Warriors )
( The Android Invasion )
( The Stones of Blood )
( Meglos )
Tags: 2nd doctor, 4th doctor, doctor who, megaliths
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11:53 am
nwhepcat
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Saturday
Have successfully put off the putting-together-furniture-and-cleaning-the-house plan so far, though I did get the cat to the vet to get his claws trimmed. Whiner.
Off to have lunch and then get busy. Really.
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05:46 pm
half_of_monty
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A tale of two weekends
Last weekend was glorious. We cycled around a surprisingly hilly bit of near-Oxford in the glorious sunshine, invented cabbage pie, went to London Zoo and finally saw Dom perform as Ethel Merman.
Not to be outdone, this weekend, so far I have had four hours of German lessons, and I have cleaned my sprockets and chain in increasingly heavy rain. Oh the rock'n'roll lifestyle!
[Also went to London last night for sashagoblin's birthday, which was marvellous and so does not count. Well, except that it meant I was midly hungover for said four hours of German.]
Tags: being an idiot
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05:55 pm
nhw
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May Books 17) Odd Man Out
17) Odd Man Out, by F.L. Green
Literally the only film I have seen this year is Carol Reed's adaptation of this novel, published in 1944. So my write-up of it is very much based on the differences with the film, of which three seemed to me pretty significant.
The first, which concerns me most in a way, is that where the setting of Reed's film is somewhat ambiguous, Green's book is absolutely firmly set in Belfast in 1944. The city centre streets are named - Royal Avenue, Dublin Road, Victoria Street; and the tram that in the film is heading up the Falls Road is going up the Shankill in the book. Green therefore also catches the sectarian picture a bit more than the film does (or could); the youths on the tram chant "No Surrender!" at the police, the two ladies who care briefly for the fugitive Johnny are respectable Protestants, which adds an extra poignancy.
Second is the book's structure - whereas the film continually cuts between Johnny and his various pursuers, in the book he is almost absent from the first half after his colleagues abandon him, so that by the time we reach the mid point we are wondering what on earth has happened to him. Since he is then reintroduced to us half-way through the book, Green can be pretty clear about the fact that Johnny is dying as soon as he reappears; in the film there is a bit more suspense on this matter.
Third of course is the nature of the drama, culminating in the ending. It is inevitable, of course, that Johnny will die. But Green has Agnes and Father Tom more complicit in the manner of his death - and redemption, according to the last paragraph - than Reed. Throughout, Green talks about souls, faith, belief, where Reed concentrates more on character and action.
Altogether, it makes for a convincing package. William Hartnell's character, Mr Fancy, is here the sinister Fencie, ten years older: difficult to choose between them or some of the other differences in characterisation. But basically, as so often, the film is very good but the book is even better.
Tags: bookblog 2008, ireland
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07:03 am
the_red_shoes
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Okay people, you want to cheer me up?
YOUR BOLLYWOOD RECS
U SHOW ME THEM.
tatterpunk and shewhohashope are already giving me crack titles. But I want MOAR. (callunav? panjianlien? rachelmanija? thewriteratwork? Whoever else on my flist I totally forgot? ((LIKE rparvaaz, MOI, FOR THE EMBARRASSING FAIL)) Plz plz?) I LOVE what Bollywood I have seen but have absurdly seen something like five films, because a couple of YEARS ago when I was trying to watch some T would make really rude comments. BUT I think he has been won over by this clip from Fanaa:
shewhohashope SAYS "IS IT NOT ALL THAT IS BEST ABOUT BOLLYWOOD, RIGHT THERE?" AND OMG, I MUST AGREE.
So suggest recs! Direct me to your awesome Bollywood posts! Awesome Bollywood comms! Awesome Bollywood YouTube clips! Any and all suggestions are welcome!
THE LIST SO FAR: - Fanaa
- Omkara
- Kuch kuch hota hai
- Kal ho na ho
- Bunty aur Babli
- Dhoom 1 & 2
- Rang De Basanti
- Krrish
- Jodhaa Akbar
- Lagaan
- Devdas
- Shaurya
- Namaste London
- Om Shanti Om
- Black & White
- Kabul Express
- Baghbaan
- Parineeta
- Rang De Basanti
- Pinjar
- Kabhi Khushi Kabhie Gham
older movies, courtesy rparvaaz- Guide
- Sahib Bibi Aur Gulam
- Pyaasa
- Kagaz ke phool
- Mujhe jeene do
- Sholay
- Golmaal
- Chupke-chupke
- Abhimaan
- Kaala Pani
- Karz
- Madhumati
mamculuna's suggestions list - callunav's top 5 Bollywood movies about a year ago - shewhohashope's films:bollywood tag - Sanni's Guide to Bollywood -
Current Mood:  hopeful
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