My So-Called Life
Ξ November 28th, 2007 | → 2 Comments | ∇ Uncategorized |
Sorry about the lack of updates from the boardgaming world. I have posted some writeups on boardgaming forums and I urge anyone interested to check out boardgamecafe.net to read all about those writeups. But I’m not going to post it here simply because my entries here shall be something that is readable by persons unfamiliar with boardgame lingo. (Plus, I’m such a sucker to include pics in my session reports, just to give the boardgamers a face that the reader can identify with, so no pics, no reports)
For those who are interested in buying games but do not want to wait for an order to come in, good news! A new boardgame superstore is scheduled to open this weekend at Toybox near Paramount station. Read all about it here: http://www.toybox.com.my/blog/?p=49 . So next time if your friends ask about where to get Bang! asap, get it here.
Next up: Eurogames retreat at Selesa Homes this weekend. Again, no sight of resident cam-whores to photograph the event so no promises on any writeups.
And now for something un-boardgamey: I recently watched the show Stardust and I was bowled over by Yvaine (Claire Danes)’s monologue on Love. That somehow triggered a memory. From the confines of my convoluted neurological link, I came up a TV series that Claire Danes acted in: My So-Called Life.
Now this is really weird because I remembered that I liked the show, but I can’t recall the details. I always have this feeling that it was a gloomy show, people with serious problems unlike those shiny happy faces in Beverly Hills 90210 (which I hated).
The image that I’ll always carry in my mind is of Claire Danes, wiping off her lipstick vigorously, like its poison, like the fairy tale’s gone away, like reality sets in.
So far I’ve rewatched 3 episodes and like other memories of my childhood, I just don’t recall any of them in detail. Some scenes sometimes just jumps out at you like deja-vu. Like the silhouette shot of Angela and Brain:
The dark gloomy tune of metal detectors at Angela’s school. (no pics available)
The story is as dark as I remember it, which is perfect as it mirrors real life exactly. It does have its lighter and heart warming moments as well, but it just seems so fleeting and so sparse. It is on one hand, a journey through a teenager’s life which as real and as in-your-face as you remembered YOUR own teenage life. On the other hand, it is also a biting commentary on adult failings as seen through the eyes of an innocent teen.
Some favorite quotes (so far):
“I cannot bring myself to eat a well-balanced meal in front of my
mother. It just means too much to her.”
“It just seems like, you agree to have a certain personality or
something. For no reason. Just to make things easier for everyone. But when
you think about it, I mean, how do you know it’s even you?”
“And, I mean, this whole thing with yearbook — it’s like, everybody’s in this big hurry to make
this book, to supposedly remember what happened but it’s not even what
really happened, it’s what everyone thinks was supposed to happen. Because
if you made a book of what really happened, it’d be a really upsetting
book. You know, in my humble opinion.”
“Everybody’s an act. Including you. ”
“If Jordan Catalano is nearby, my entire body knows it. Like one
of those dogs that point. I’ll keep talking and stuff, but my
mind won’t even know what I’m saying. I keep wondering if
there’s a term for this.”
“What I like, dread, is when people who know you in completely
different ways end up in the same area.
And you have to develop, this like, combination you, on the spot.”
“But that’s the part that’s so unfair. I have nothing else on
my mind. How come I have to be the one sitting around
analyzing him in like microscopic detail, and he gets to be
the one with other things on his mind.”
” Angela : I’m not saying…see there’s thinking about him, right?
which is what I do. All the time. Like this… So, it keeps me going or something. Like I need it just to
get through the day. And, and if you make it real, it’s it’s not the same. It’s
not, it’s not yours anymore. I don’t know, maybe I’d rather
have the fantasy than even him.
Rayanne : I totally and completely disagree. You want Jordan Catalano in
actuality because…there is no because. You just want him.
Only you’re programmed to never admit it.”
“We both stopped talking. Part of his sleeve was touching my
arm. I don’t know if he knew. Then everything started to
seem perfect, for some reason. The feel of his shirt against
my elbow. The fact that I still had an elbow. It was the
perfect moment for him to kiss me…for him to anything me.”
“It’s so strange how parents can out of nowhere turn psychic.
It’s unnerving.”
“Instead of changing the world
people sit in class and write notes about other
people.”
“No, don’t you remember there would be like this
one person who had like perfect hair, or they were just so funny, and-and you
just wanted to eat them up. Just-just live in their
bed. Just be them. Like everybody else was in
black and white and that person was in color.”
“And you know this has nothing to do with the
truth. Nobody is interested in the truth. All they
care about is what they want to believe.”
“It’s weird how something has to
happen sometimes to see how you actually feel
about someone.”
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