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| Wednesday, April 4th, 2007 | | 9:47 pm |
i feel dirty. like britain has been sexually molested and then having to say on trial, no, they didn't like it really, while the molester stands by showing photos of the victim waving with (fixed) grins and how announcing it was a 'gift finger'. that tony blair managed to stand by firmly without wibbling his lips as guys in his side gets gang raped by the media, well, what a hard man. people sniff at how some of the american's comments seem gung ho and barbaric, but i'm guessing a) america wouldn't have just bent over and tearfully beg iran to use a condom, they would have send some senseless nutcases in helicopters, lots of people would have gotten killed and made a bloody crazy mess. b) this might have something to with why iran would hesitate to capture US soldiers because the US would act like a crazy stupid pyscho it isn't ready to go to war with yet. so decide to take UK soldiers hostage even the cheese eating surrender monkey french would have probably sent their bérets verts in. thatcher, her figurehead role prominant during this anniversary of the falklands, if she was still top dog she wouldn't have tried to do an impression of a lamp post for passing piddling dogs. nope, iran has definitely gotten britain painted as bush's bitch for the whoooole world to see. | | Monday, July 10th, 2006 | | 11:42 pm |
man, why are all my friends on LJ? why must we be all divided! why can't we all get along... if we could merge myspace and LJ, LJ and cyworld and amazon and www.hardcoresexwithpenguins.com and life hmm... | | Thursday, June 1st, 2006 | | 8:29 pm |
| | Thursday, May 11th, 2006 | | 10:34 pm |
i have truely defected
all blogs are on www.myspace.com/jongwonlee all photos are on www.cyworld.com/jongwonleeuk | | Thursday, April 20th, 2006 | | 10:23 pm |
| | Monday, April 10th, 2006 | | 9:38 pm |
relationships and all that
my problem with girls, hmm.. well, met a girl online, seemed nice, met her a couple of times, was quite taken with her, she seemed to think i was nice. engineered an evening out, a nice meal, drinks, her mate and one of mine, took them to a night club, danced away, so far so good. but then her being quite attractive, all sort of guys slide up to her, dance with her this way, dance with her that way, i make some effort to be possesive, get my self in the way or try and make it obvious she is with me, but she doesn't seem to mind all the attention. well, yeah, by the end of the night she's grinding away with this other guy and i'm the muppet in the corner. i dunno it was either a) i didn't have the nightclub 'moves' that somehow end up with your tongue down the girls throat, b) i was 'macho', possessive, forceful or whatnot enough c) i'm too 'nice' to make the girls think 'ohh sexy' this was after recently another friend of mine i really got along well with told me she thought of me as a friend and wasn't getting any vibes, and that somehow all the white guys reach out for and get what they want while asian guys are just too polite and sit there. so yeah, being quite new to this 'pulling' environment, i think i do lack the experience and smooth technique to charm my way into her pants, but also i think girls like men who are forceful and selfish. i could be charming, gentle, caring and understanding until the cows come home and they'll all say i'm a really great guy and nice friend, but no way will i get beyond that. i might as well as be their 'safe gay friend' fuck it, i've had it with girls for a while, might as well go pick up a guy Current Mood: (not) fucked | | 9:28 pm |
to life and back
right, exams are over,so i can have a life again since end of exams, have watched 'Tropical Malady', with promises of talking monkeys and surreal jungle scenes. but was some disjointed french thai collaboration jobbie, with some touchy feely moments between two ugly guys, some random jungle shots, a parade of ugly women, a tiger and advertised screeching monkey which talks in subtitles. obviously a foriegn non-englush speaking monkey. read 'Dies the fire' and 'Roma eterna'. both alternate reality books. Dies the fire, a world war three apocalypse variation. cheesy, with far too many D&D, pagan rituals and survialist stuff ozing out the pages. basically, in the event of collapse of civilised society, the roleplayers and weirdos will inherit the earth. double cheese burger with extra cheese. Roma eterna, tries to be an interesting 'what of rome didn't fall' scenario, short chapters between antiquity to 2000AD. frankly, dull. the short story format means there is no dpeth nor do you get engaged in with the characters, is a very dry 'history of rome', except its fictional not a educational experience. Current Mood: dulled | | Saturday, March 25th, 2006 | | 2:45 pm |
humane and environmental removal
I read BBC.coms entry on seal culling with much interest. http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/world/americas/4844008.stmbecause i love cuddly wuddly cute animals as much as the next person, but also wondered whether we could point the canadians at the huge population of americans next door and mutter about dwindling fish stocks and resources. Mind you the americans seem to seen the benfits of this activity and decided to some culling out mid east. Current Mood: sealed | | Wednesday, March 15th, 2006 | | 6:17 pm |
classical
My life, has been rather unnewsworthy for the last few weeks. Apart from Mid-year appraisals and getting beaten with a carrot, picking up two new flash hi-tech phones which i have just about figured out how to switch on so far and more women than I could shake a stick at, especially since i am supposed to be studying my nads off for exams in a couple of weeks time. so, are women like buses? no, not £1.50 a ride, but they like to come along all at once. hmm... something interesting. oh yes, i went to a couple of classical concerts yesterday and today. yesterday i was going to a library to study and as i was walking past they were advertising a concert, so i popped in. was very very nice. lots of interesting thoughts popped around, mainly just observing social behaviour, how 200 odd people all sit like statues to see 5-10 very specialised people make air vibrations which were created several hundred years ago etc. and that everyone in the hall seemed to be over 50 except me. but think i'll go to more of em. they're good fun. A little gem found by a mate of mine. http://www.brickshelf.com/cgi-bin/gallery.cgi?f=126969I reckon the maker is an actuary. Freaky coincidence, the next web site i browsed into seemed to have thematic connections with the above : http://www.theregister.co.uk/2006/03/15/star_wars_tv_spin_off/I for one would love to see the saviour of the universe shovelling pig dung for 100 episodes The force is out there... Current Mood: mung~ | | Sunday, February 26th, 2006 | | 7:56 pm |
lust for life?
being the internet tart that i am, i maybe upping sticks and try to turn myspace into my online living room. www.myspace.com/jongwonlee why? well, its just more convenient, and trendy, and colourful, and sophisticated, and powerful and and... ok, i'll confess, its easier to find girls on it :P so, i have about a year of my life sunk into this site, not to mention some of my best friends are here. and i am going to drop all that like a hat and go to where the chicks are fluttering their eyelashes (in my dreams)? oh dear, how crass can one be :} but then again... i joined live journal because i was chasing after some eyelashes.. story of my life Current Mood: life for lust | | Thursday, February 23rd, 2006 | | 11:34 pm |
social express
whew, been a mad couple of weeks social wise, after being an unknown hermit for several months, everyone and their dog decided to go mad. valentines, korean socials, birthdays, house warmings, house coolings, university alumni, random senseless and excuseless parties, karaoke nights, film nights... my body has finally broken down and i feel like a soggy tissue. and the final nail? i have an exam in 6 weeks. sometimes, just sometimes, i miss being bored... me, myself, and duvet :) hopefully i'll be more coherent next time Current Mood: kim chi | | Friday, February 10th, 2006 | | 1:39 am |
Jump
on a less navel note, saw a korean show called 'Jump' today. it got so many good reviews i think it was hard to live up to the promises of others. its a silly comedy with some martial arty veneer on top. pity most of the martial arty tuff was so cursory, a better foundation of martial action to support the comedy elements would have worked better i think, as it was, the 'martial' acts looked closer to ballet and gymnatics and thus the comedy which was to come from the discrepency between the happy family setting and the martial act violence really didn't get very far, leaving you with some childish looking comedy, some pretty, and impressive in parts trivial in others, action moves, and not much else. the comedy, is being a bit harsh, it is more of a cultural thing as Korean comedy is rather more simple and childlike, as opposed to the deadpan and witty humour the english prefer. but frankly, it was a mismash, comedy at a level for korean audiences, but acting the part of 'generic western views of orientals and martial arts' (to me it seemed they were actng like chinese, and the martial arts was flashy and energtic dancing than actual martial arts), so was mostly a few flshes of amusement and moments of being impresse, among a couple of hours of polite bemusement. recommended for people who don't know what real martial arts looks like, likes the gymnastic acts in circuses, oh and finds the clown acts funny also, and likes looking at well toned topless men. Current Mood: not jumpy | | Sunday, February 5th, 2006 | | 6:14 pm |
arty sunday
finally carried out one of my threats and went to tate modern to see rousseau. really glad i did because i've discovered another artist i really like. he has a very simplified style, flattening the depth dimension to a few layers, a series of two dimensions on top of one another. his depictions are simplified and yet the whole is not simple. a complex world is made up of simple shapes and colours as it were. and his visions, playful, mysterious, fantastic. some of his paintings remind me of a couple of my favorite artists. margritte and dali, but more with a sense of childish wonder and delight than clever or jaded absurdness. apart from the fact he came *before* so many of the early 20C modern artists, you would say you could see a bit of surrealism, a bit of gaugain, etc etc. really like some of his paintings. also because i had time i looked through tate modern, and i must say i have been missing so much. i am still not an avid fan of modern art, but this time as i went round i could see more than previously. before, i was trying to see figurative things in abstract paintings, i really didn't understand what the whole point of abstract paintings were. but today, i don't why, maybe you need to grow old, or maybe all the training and places heejae used to take me has finally started to sink in, or the current explanations at the tate are done really well, or i am trying too hard to convince myself i know wahts going on, but i tried to see the pieces as..., well, *not* see the pieces. consider them as their places in the evolution of art history, what the artists were trying to do, what they were trying to express, and when viewed as concrete reminders of the artists actions and beliefs rather than something to _see_, they kinda almost made sense. tate modern itself is just fantastic. all these people, coming there for 'art', a massive building full of the remenants of artistic process, like trying to understand how dinosaur philospohy evolved by looking at a collection of fossilised dino dung, it was quite depressing, and funny at the same time. the trivalty of humanity's history and my life was brought home by this concept of 'art', and of the action of viewing it by every man, whilst just out the window other potent symbols of the mightiness (pointlessness) of human endevour(pride), the imposing(fat)St paul's cathedral and the millinium bridge. it was weird thinking it was oh so great, that there was this marvellous space to experience humans creativity and achievements and also how small and sad it seemed at the same time... the is another 'main' exhibit in the turbine hall. huge piles of plastic boxes taking up a massive space. supposedly a maze, of space and containing it in man made containers, seen at gound level it is interesting piles boxes. on the otherhand, if you actually see it from above, what comes to mind is a giant piss take of modern society's consumeristic worship. it looks like a view of the aisles of ikea, or maybe a mega sainsburys, saturday shoppers milling around like ants, looking at these humoungous piles of utterly useless empty manmade containers. that the viewers of the exhibit becomes part of the exhitbit is an extra funny touch. anyway, enough waffle, i can't possibly put into words all the weird and wonderful feelings i felt, is more of a aide memoire in the hope my life will not be a blank film... Current Mood: feytastic | | Thursday, February 2nd, 2006 | | 12:11 am |
tragicomedy of errors...
saw another Korean film 'Sympathy for Mr Vengence', a relentless assault on your safe and complacent life, the pains of life following one after another. not the pain of a relentless grind, inexorable bitterness of life, oh no, but the capricious and cruelness of life. so painful and uncomfortable it is to sit through it is hard to find comedy in it, but the twists and turns, the absurdness of the coincidences make it into a tragicomedy. a domino of really unfortunate and unlikely events, falling one after another, if only he hadn't... if only she had... if only fate hadn't been... the whole sequence of pain would have been cut, but it is inevitable the worst happens and the bloody story went to the bitter end. would describe it as 'shakespearean' in its ridiculous coincidences resulting in maximum effect, and people with larger than life emotions. our bunch of innocent lambs, indeed most of the perpentrator and victims are innocents in one way or another, inflict and suffer the most extreme of agonies all through out the film. not a film about cinematography, pretty pictures, clever camera angles, plot twists, funky music, big name actors or special effects, it is all abandoned to let the story and story alone hit you hard. you could view this as a social commentry, a satire of the divide between rich and poor in korea, or a philosophical exploration on our modern society's obession with money and how it is completely uncorrelated with actual happiness (in fact not a single person in the film was happy, rich or poor), or even a study on extreme emotions, but i experienced it as a sledge hammer to batter down my middle class 'live a good safe life' sensibilities, shatter my complacencies and leave me sitting terrified of the cruelties of life, traumatised by 2 hours of celluloid torture inflicted by fate and men. Current Mood: pulped | | Sunday, January 29th, 2006 | | 11:32 am |
painful delight
ICA is having some korean film festival at the moment, so am going to have to catch up on sympathy for my vengence when i can, but yesterday i went and saw 'bittersweet life' korean title 'dal-kom-han in-seang', which to me is literally 'sweet life', i guess it means more when translated into english as 'bittersweet'. both titles make sense by the way. its slick. lovely clear clours and clean lines, great camera angles showing off a stylish sets and the sparkling night lights of seoul. not a film that grabs you for its subtlety, intricacy or unexpected twists, simple, done extremely well. like some precision milled knives designed with nothing but lean functionality in mind, but also looks like a work of art due to simple elegance and immaculate finishing, it is lean and mean and beautiful. music and sound track, judiciously used, like a master chef uses spices, carefully selected and used sparingly in the right places to highlight the ingredients. acting, pretty good, scrpiting good, translation pretty decent. i think its the director's no nonsense, no extraneous bits, appraoch coupled with some gorgeous settings and violent action, wonderful cinematography all make this a exquisite dish from a master to savour Current Mood: tasting | | Thursday, January 26th, 2006 | | 1:19 pm |
he leary us
sorry, saw this little gem on bbc.com "A political party, in order to be viable, is one that professes peace, in my judgement, in order that it will keep the peace," Mr Bush told the Wall Street Journal. Current Mood: gobsmacked | | Monday, January 23rd, 2006 | | 6:56 pm |
I got browbeaten into going out for a football practice on Saturday morning. I didn't play. I acted as goal post/referee and cheerleader. I was afraid of damaging my eyes if I played and got a knock. supposed to be avoiding vigourous exercise for a month or two. which is a bummer went out for a drink with friends which turned into a nightmare bender, where I fell asleep on the bus home, missed my stop, staggered home . I motivate myself by estimating the number of steps left to the house and seeing how closely I guessed. No, I know it doesn't sound interesting, but between choosing thinking of 1) how sick I feel and how much I need to 'express' myself publically (ie throw up/urinate) 2) some more interesting and productive thoughts, alas an impossibility when your IQ reduced to the level of a 5 year old by alcoholic effects 3) counting from one to a hundred (after one hundred I use my fingers. I do hope I should never need to estimate over 1000 steps or I am serious trouble.), I think option 3 wins. But compared to my friends I seem to have gotten off easy. They were hijacked by a bunch of complete strangers, very very strange women indeed. and got dragged off to a dark and secluded kareoke. The next day I got a very scared and traumatised text from one of them. Not sure how they had been used/abused, I'll dig it out of them later. Once they get released from the mental institution. i've also promised i wouldn't tell their girlfriends, the police or news of the world. Sunday, I went to the national gallery and looked at paintings. Which is what you do when you have a hang over :} Current Mood: monday | | Thursday, January 19th, 2006 | | 9:34 pm |
couple of thoughts of the day
media stimulated thoughts : 1) india has apparently millions of aborted girls. because of their culture. at first i was appalled. the western liberal part of be was revolted by the idea of pre-natal sexism. but then another more cynical part of me clicked 'hey hey! population control at half the abortions, *and* puts some darwinism into the human race' reasoning, it is *women* who bear children. 100 men and 1 women = 1 child. on the other hand, 100 women and 1 man = 100 childen. so do not need to abort 200 babies for this effect on human over population, only the 100 female fetuses. amazing. ok, you get the 100 guys who will live and consume resources, but better than nothing. and also the human race, seen from a natural point of view, is pretty inefficient. all those genes that are less than fit, multiplying away. i might sound like a eugenicist, which is all anti-PC, but really, 'survival of the fittest' is here because it happens to work in nature. hmm i better shout up now before i get hauled away and stoned to death by both the liberals for my inhumane views and the bible thumpers for advocating baby murders. 2) on a more light hearted note, saw madonnas new music video. is she trying to do where the korean scientist failed and carry out human cloning? i thought i was looking at kylie minogoue for the longest time before i saw the little title header at the bottom. style of music, dance, video, obvious bum fixation etc etc. well, more kylies in the world the better. which just contradicted my above point about humans needing to keep their reproducing in check, wishing to _clone_ more _sex goddesses_ i think i am rather irrelevant and silly today, i shall go forth and divide a bit. Current Mood: flippant | | Tuesday, January 17th, 2006 | | 12:41 am |
bloody hell, another flatmate bites the dust. what is it? do i smell? or is it the season of wanderlust? sheese. anyway, lifes trivialities aside, this evening i finally managed to join matt on his pub quiz quest. well, was in the same pub at the same time, if not the same team, for a brief while. seemed interesting, and maybe in the future when i am bored and at a lose end on a monday evening i now know where to go. saw hannah, another great friend, who alas is going to depart from these shores soon(err... i see a trend here. i wonder if my horoscope for 2006 says 'you smell. everyone will try to get away from you'). saw film, 'memoirs of a geisha'. not a film i would have willing chosen. hannah described as a bit of a womens film after having seen it with me. wouldn't disagree with her, but had stronger attributes of 'asian, historic' than 'woman/feminine'. was strangely disatisfying. it could? should? have been a better movie. some a-list actresses, acting wasn't too bad, half decent soundtrack, exotic locations begging to astound you, great period and location setting, have a decent story. but it didn't gel somehow. an atmospehere of mystery, the exotic, passion and hate, beauty... nope, somehow didn't make it. rather it ended up like a montage of disneyland japan and a modern staged kabuki play. really hard to say why, but the vision of the director was too...clinical? realistic? biographical? simple? dull?? i don't know, i was emotionally detached from it all and was rarely dreawn into the drama of the fantasy of it all. i did wonder if it was indeed a woman/man thing and i couldn't just sympathise with the womans point of view. but heck i reckon i have a better chance of understanding the japanese cultural and historic aspects of respect and obedience than a western person, than miss the points as a bloke trying to understand girlie view. also quite jarring for me and hannah was the fact two main leads were played by chinese actresses. what does that have to with anything? you may not be able to spot the difference between japanese and chinese, but to me it stands miles out. if you did say...the classic english rose maid marion in robin hood was played by Penelope Cruz or Audrey Tautou? noticable sore thumb i can tell you. in fact the more i think about it, it was a miscast and misdirected/misacted. Zhang Zhi was suppposed to full of water, and yet she is, and acted with too much fire so, MoG? good film? nope, a pretty picture but no art. Current Mood: lacking | | Monday, January 16th, 2006 | | 12:49 am |
ashes of time
was lazy all weekend, failed to go to any exhibitions or films i threatened to, although i have a minor excuse in that everyone who said they would accompany me either fell ill, had to go to 'unexpected but very important event', or disappeared. oh and i had to hang around the house showing it to people. but anyway, instead i finally sat and watched a dvd of wong kar wai i had sitting around at home. 'ashes of time'. first impression. grey ochre. he has decided to push the boat out on this film regards colour scheme. strong splashes of red as contrasts, but mostly dull coloured. very pretty dull colours. like his other films i've seen, uses music, camera angles, colours, slow-mo and careful framing to make the film a moving art canvas. unfortunately for some reason the sound and visuals kept going out of sync, so spent far too long replying bits to make sense! would like to see this in big screen. very very very pretty, decent acting, storyline...ok. overall atmosphere was a bit wallowy. all the longing and yearning for unattainable love, and the characters practically delighting and revelling in their tragic circumstances, rather over the top, asian emotional thing about fatalism and love. all in all, if i had seen it properly, i would have been emotional moved but the atmosphere, the mood, the colours and the music, but would have also felt mentally unchallenged and somewhat unfurfilled. Current Mood: brownian |
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