sex, drugs and christopher nolan

it's been a while. too busy having a social life it seems, but then on reflection it's been a nice quiet weekend. friday night was by and large 'unplanned piss up night,' where i mostly drank in the style of george best. a few pints of staropramen at the bell (if you've never had the stuff it's basically the czech answer to stella) followed by getting more pissed in a skate park (thereby shredding all the dignity that was bestowed upon me when i reached adulthood) was enough for me to deem the night a success, and i woke up saturday with a cracking hangover and illness to boot. gracious.

sunday night was the night i FINALLY got the chance to watch inception, nod my head approvingly throughout and then quip 'yeah it was pretty decent' as i was navigated my way to to the toilets after it'd finished. and i'll say it again, it was decent. good even. i did enjoy it. provided a nice food for thought. good to see a nice mix between story and visuals. but i couldn't help but think 'isn't this supposed to be like, MINDBLOWINGLY AMAZING???' as i watched. it saddens me that the mass media seems to have its collective throat gagging upon christopher nolan's metaphorical monster cock right now because i fear it'll leave me depressingly disappointed each time he lets loose another summer blockbuster.

it just sets the bar too high for a man who has come up with some amazing stuff in his relatively short career. memento is up there with the best films ever made. his dragging of the batman series back into the realms of credibility is quite remarkable considering how laughable the franchise had become. yet with these achievements he's been turned into some jesus figure who produces renewable energy sources from his backside. when the particles collide in that hydron whatever thingy, i wouldn't be surprised if it just produces mini christopher nolans. the world loves him that much. and it's set the pedestal too high. so from now on i'll just ignore all media hype surrounding chrissy boy until i actually see his next offering. which will be nigh on impossible seeing as it'll probably be the next batman. dag.

'sides, he'll never beat memento so it's pointless really.


i might leave it there for now. reading festival coming up - this thursday in fact. i don't care much for the music really. i'm being deadly serious when i say that all i really care about seeing is blink-182, cypress hill and limp bizkit. and i'm such a music fan, so i tell myself. i wish titus andronicus were playing. that band are so great that they're shagging all your mothers numerous times over.

don't get captured.