Double Makeout Feature
Tonight was double feature night at the good ol' Astor Theatre, as are all nights. We saw the Interpreter and House of Flying Daggers...back to back. They were both pretty good movies. For anyone that knows me, I'm a really harsh movie critic- most movies suck. The Interpreter was in my career field...so I'm not training to be an interpreter per sae, but we're friends...translators and interpreters. And yes, they are different things. I'm not a violent person, but I can barely resit punching people in the face who can't tell the difference. "I translated today for this tourist on the street." Idiots...unless you're writting or typing some words...you're interpreting. Got that? INTERPRETING. Translators write, Interpreters speak. So back to these movies...You know how when you leave the movie theatre you have that feeling like you can conquer the world? Or at least just want to become a treasure hunter. Either one. After seeing House of Flying Daggers I thought it'd be pretty cool to speak Manadrin. It just sounds cool. Its one of the few Asian languages that has an 'r' sound. And we all know that Asians learning english have difficulty saying those troublesome American english 'r's. Only in such movies do you get to wear such fantastic outfits and sword fight. It was basically a love story fit for guys. It was good.
For a few days, I was entertaining the idea of moving to New York City to do this NYC Teaching Fellow program. Come on, you can't be a master's degree with a $4000 price tag. But after seeing The Interpreter...how can I move back to the land of Bush, Bushisms, pro death penaly-anti abortion, anti-gay marriage, consumerism to the max, ignorance and fake smiles when there is a whole entire world out there I haven't seen yet. There are languages that need to be learned, cultures to be discovered and strange stomach bugs to be caught. Who needs a 6 figure salaray, when you can risk catching Malaria while living in a grass hut in the middle of Laos?
I've got my thinking cap back on: Goodbye America, Hello world.
posted by Dirty Flamingo @ 8:09 pm
2 Comments:
2 things..
1. After seeing Gladiator in theaters I wanted to immediately buy a sword and start fighting people. Movies do that to me.
2. I wish I had the guts to do what you're talking about. I would love to explore the world. There is so much out there, so much still left to be discovered. That actually does sound awesome to me, living in a grass hut in the middle of nowhere. Your only worries are nature basically, not did I pay the bills or anything related to that. That sounds like an awesome plan and if it's what you choose, good luck. Id love to come vist your grass hut.
What kind of a house warming gift do you bring someone in a grass hut?
The best housewarming gift I'd like to receive if I move into a grass hut would definately be a paper lantern that I can hang up from the ceiling so that I can be prepared for the arrival of electricity. Can you imagine how cool I'd be in the villiage if I had a paper lantern? Very.
There definately is something scary about being in an evironment unlike anything you've ever known. Far from hotels. Far from pizza delivery. Far from any martini bar. I think no matter where we come from or who we are, as humans we have that intristic knowledge to know when someone is being sincere or honest. I may not be accepted or liked in the beginning but that's only because we naturally fear the unknown. Or maybe it'd be that way for a long time. But I guess that's their problem if they can't let go of their fear...I guess.
So a paper lantern would be great guys. :o)
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