21/7/2006 I just finished reading Alan Moore's The Watchmen, and boy if it isn't the story with the most f'ed up ending ever. I'm not quite sure how they're going to pull off the rumoured movie adaptation but it's probably going to end up as bad as V for Vendetta – rushed, clipped and anti-climactic. And I'm not even saying that from the point of someone who has read VfV, cos I haven't. But watching the movie, you can't help but notice how hasty the producers had to jump from one point in the storyline to another, scattering slow-motion montages all over the place and narrating over them to summarise plots, trying to cover as much ground as they can within two hours. I know, I know, movies taking liberties with the books they're adapted from aren't new. But please, don't ruin The Watchmen!
As you can see, I have now resorted to monthly blog updates. Even that is perhaps too frequent to describe my life this past year. Things have become so staid and stagnant that I can't remember the last time I did anything satisfying or remotely enjoyable. I, perhaps ignorantly, blame most of it on family business and how I'm basically tethered to the ground, not being able to truly realise my dreams and ambitions as it were. 'As it were', because even if I think hard about it I'm not sure what it is I really want to do. Apart from getting laid. I don't have to think hard about that. I don't even need to use my brain. I am shallow, yes I am.
When life gives you lemons, make lemonade huh? I don't like lemons and I'm not about to cultivate an appreciation for lemonade anytime soon, so leave me alone. I'm not calling this a mope blog for nothing.
I just finished reading Alan Moore's The Watchmen, and boy if it isn't the story with the most f'ed up ending ever. I'm not quite sure how they're going to pull off the rumoured movie adaptation but it's probably going to end up as bad as V for Vendetta – rushed, clipped and anti-climactic. And I'm not even saying that from the point of someone who has read VfV, cos I haven't. But watching the movie, you can't help but notice how hasty the producers had to jump from one point in the storyline to another, scattering slow-motion montages all over the place and narrating over them to summarise plots, trying to cover as much ground as they can within two hours. I know, I know, movies taking liberties with the books they're adapted from aren't new. But please, don't ruin The Watchmen!
