There Will Be Boxes

Well, the moment has finally arrived. The move. No, before everyone starts panicking, I'm not moving out of the country, just to Voorschoten.



<-------- That's a whole shelf of books, all my games and a few bits and pieces. I dunno why, but I feel really depressed about the thought of packing up all my stuff and leaving the house I've lived in for 7 years. It just seems really hard for me to pack everything, you know?





Ok, well, whatever.


At the moment I'm watching There Will Be Blood, and desperately trying to figure out what the hell is happening. As far as I can say, without ruining the plot, it has a two-thread story-line; one about a oil baron trying to negotiate with a prospective oil mine town's local healer and Jesus-man (who is coincidentally completely insane) so he can develop lots of oil wells on his land, and the other story about Mr Oil Baron's son, who becomes deaf during an explosion due to a sudden release of gas from a oil well and consequentially has a struggle to hear or communicate with his father.
Now, this movie has recieved many awards for having best actor and best director, and I will be the first to admit that the acting in it is very good, the characters very believable, the dialog much the same high standard as the acting and the music, while at times a bit unrelated to what's going on on-screen, is really effective in bringing in a certain degree of tension (I will admit to having goose-bumps on a number of occasions). But it is the miandering storyline which makes this movie a bit of a trial to watch for me. It never seems to decide on what is happening, and it tries to complicate matters by half-way through momentarily introducing a character whom I can only describe as "someone who looks suspiciously like Benny from The Mummy" just to cause the audience to further question what the bleeding hell is going on.
It's a shame, really, because this had the potential to be a really great movie, but instead I finished watching the movie in a state of confusion.

If you want a really good movie, go and buy/rent No Country For Old Men. I'm not going to say anything about it except it's got plenty of gunslinging, blood, stolen money and Mexican bandits, without it being a cliche'd western movie (which it absolutely is not). In fact, it has one of the most pleasing and thought-provoking endings I have ever seen from a American movie. Take that, Clint Eastwood.