“I want to be an angst-ridden teenager who can’t confront his own inner demons and takes it out verbally on other people instead.”

I’m currently halfway through City of Ashes, the second book in the Mortal Instruments series by Cassandra Clare.
I have to admit that the first book was a bit of a struggle to get through. I read a lot, and have of course made my way through some YA (young adult) literature before, including the Twilight trilogy, but so far there’s always been too much brooding teen angst for it to climb very high up on my list of favorite genres. That being said, I think I’m actually starting to warm up to most of Clare’s characters – though when it comes to Jace, I’m thinking he very much benefitted from having Jamie Campbell Bower portray him in the movie adaption…

Anyway. I had already seen the movie and I neither loved nor hated it. Matter of fact, it left me without any lasting impression of any kind, which is why reading the books wasn’t high on my list of priorities.
Even if I hate a movie based on a book, I’m more likely to read the book, to give both it and the movie a fair chance, than I am if the movie left me completely unaffected – as in the case with The Mortal Instruments: City of Bones.

The reason I’m reading the series now, is because I have two friends who absolutely loved it (though they also claim to have really liked the movie…), and while I’ll keep insisting that this will never be a top choice of genre for me, and that you will never find these books on any of my bookshelves, I do find myself wanting to know what’ll happen next.

The copy of the book I’m reading belongs to the library. As is to be expected from any library book a few years old, the pages are well read – and apparently also loved:

Emotional passage or just checking to see if the lipstick can withstand a good smooch?
(Wasn’t me)

How did it get so late so soon? Its night before its afternoon.

“How did it get so late so soon? Its night before its afternoon. December is here before its June. My goodness how the time has flewn. How did it get so late so soon?” – Dr. Seuss

I have no idea how an almost-month flew by without a post. Well. I know how, but, you know, figuratively speaking. I’m big on speaking figuratively.

I’ve actually been meaning to post – I even had a few truly brilliant ideas, though some of them were, what I later decided was, “post-mediam-noctem-ly brilliant”, i.e. they seemed really clever and what-not in the wee hours of real early morning, but didn’t quite measure up in the stark light of day. And I couldn’t decide beween the rest, so I just waited till INSPIRATION found me. Which is now!

The possibly sad part is that inspiration was triggered by binge watching America’s Next Top Model – I’m on cycle 20.

Anyway! This post will not be about the handsome girls and pretty guys of ANTM, but about Dracula: Untold. As per usual, I went with my big bro and his girlfriend. This time what movie to see was a joint decision, so there is no one person to be blamed for the choice.

Maybe I should re-think my phrasing. Dracula: Untold wasn’t a bad movie. Not at all. It had strong actors, beautiful scenery, impressive special effects and, to me, most importantly, a very interesting story – that of how Vlad the Impaler became one of the creators of the literal strigoi (vampire). But! The last is also the reason why I didn’t enjoy this movie as much as I had hoped and why I’ll stick with my choice of words.

The story had so much potential. To find out how Dracula went from being Son of the Dragon to Son of the Devil.
To me, a lot of the movie’s possible appeal got lost with the storytelling. At times it took too long to advance the narrative, and at other times, and in my opinion, constantly at the wrong time, they rushed through key moments.

Fredrik, my brother, claims to have liked it. But since he and I rarely (and I mean once-in-a-blue-moon-rarely) see eye to eye on things we either like or dislike, and since I therefore consider his voice null and void when it comes to giving out movie tips, I don’t think anyone should be swayed by that. (Seriously, this guy, I love him to bits, but he even loved The Substitute 3: Winner Takes All – sure, I, too, sometimes enjoy a really clearcut good guy vs bad guy flick, especially starring Treat Williams, but tS3:WTA is pretty bad.)

Fredrik’s girlfriend – an almost as big fan as I am of Coraline and therefore a girl after my own heart – however, even managed to fall semi-asleep during one of the movie’s barely forward-moving moments. That actually happened. Take what you will from that.

I’m actually torn between posting the trailer for Dracula: Untold, as it also (not unlike Lucy) makes the movie look almost flawless (disclaimer: I do think Dracula: Untold is HEAPS better than Lucy), but seeing as Transporter 3 just came on, and it stars the ridiculously hawt Robert Knepper (he, Statham, Statham‘s slick moves and François Berléand‘s hilarious Inspector Tarconi makes this movie worth a re-watch, despite it not being a favorite), I will post the trailer and let you make up your own minds.

Again, not a bad movie, but in retrospect I kind of wish I hadn’t gone to see it in the theater. It’s probably one of those movies that works better on my small(er) screen than on the big silver one.

“I once saw him kill three men… with a pencil.”

I’ve just seen the trailer for the upcoming Keanu Reeves movie, John Wick. I know he’s done stuff since the Matrix trilogy, but I only know that because I’m an avid user of IMDb, so either I’ve been living under a rock or he’s been starring in things way below my radar, because my initial thought upon seeing his name was “Oh, wow, Keanu’s back!”.

This will be…
Well, it was a really interesting trailer so I’m going to go with “inneresting” instead of “weird”. Definitely going to see it, ’cause it stars A LOT of actors I love (Ian McShane and Willem Dafoe, to name two less obvious than Keanu, whom I of course adore, being a big fan of Bill & Ted’s Bogus Journey as well as the Matrix movies).

“I once saw him kill three men… with a pencil.”
Other than Peter Stormare (huuuuge fan of his!), I think Michael Nyqvist is the only swede I know (of) that can deliver a line like that and make it believable.
would add Stellan Skarsgård to that list –  the entire Skarsgårds clan is one of Sweden’s finest exports – but with him, it’s easier to believe him (or rather a character of his – important distinction!) capable of performing said feat with nothing but a pencil than it is to hear him say so about someone else.

John Wick is set to premier (in Sweden) on October 31st, so we’ll see if I can manage to convince my brother and Katrine (my constant movie companions <3) to let me pick another movie. Fingers crossed!

W.C.K.D is good.

You’d think I’d be a bit shy to venture on another cinematographic adventure so soon after my latest mishap – Lucy – and yet I found myself back in front of the big screen just yesterday. And with the same company, no less. Namely my big brother and his girlfriend.

The one difference, and that which got me to agree, albeit still somewhat reluctantly, to brave another possible disappointment, was that I wasn’t the one picking the movie this time. And should the movie we were about to see, turn out to be another let-down, I figured I’d be able to consider myself off the chose-a-bad-movie-so-no-one-in-the-present-company-will-ever-trust-me-to-make-any-vital-movie-decisions-ever-again-hook.

Though I was worried. (Sort of.) And the movie wasn’t another let-down – far from it, actually – so unfortunately I’m technically still on the hook…

The movie, picked by my brother (though I would like to think that I might’ve had an impact on the choice, in the interest of being let off the aforementioned hook), was The Maze Runner, starring Dylan O’BrienPatricia Clarkson, Ki Hong LeeJacob Latimore (whom I actually recognized as the artist of a song I really like) and Kaya Scodelario.

As was the case with Lucy, I’d – we’d – seen the trailer for The Maze Runner the last time we were at the movies. Unlike Lucy, The Maze Runner’s trailer wasn’t misleading – with Lucy, some evil genius had actually managed to take all of the thirteen action packed minutes (from the entire movie) and crammed ‘em into a 01:16 trailer, giving me way too high expectations.
The Maze Runner trailer, however, kept its promise – and yesterday was a really good movie experience.
I only wish it’d been my idea and not my brother’s.

The Maze Runner actually shares some similarities with two other popular book trilogies turned movie quadrilogies (I’ll admit that I don’t know for sure that James Dashner’s Maze Runner series will be turned into a quadrilogy, but I think there’s a pretty good chance); The Hunger Games and the Divergent trilogy.
All three takes place in futuristic, post-apocalyptic settings (which I love) and centers around a young hero (Thomas, Katniss and Tris, respectively) and their fights against cruel injustices.
Almost makes me wish I was still taking Literature, a comparison between the three could’ve been a great final paper!

Little by little…

…I’m turning my apartment into a gym (just when I thought further improvements were impossible!)! A small one, yes, but if I include some of the furniture – and I do, because some of them are still key components for certain exercises, like calf raises and dips – I have something for most, if not all, muscle groups.
My favorite is my crosstrainer, my Master Fitness C305.

I like to start my days by doing something physcial, walking, running, biking, going to the gym; anything to get my pulse going. Most days, it sets the right tone for the rest of the day and on those other days, the bad ones, it helps me keep my mood in check. (Most of the time, anyway *cough* )
As Winter’s drawing ever closer, chasing the morning light away, I’ve had to make some changes to my morning routine, like what time I leave home. Years and years of watching horror movies, combined with an overactive imagination and a remarkable, albeit somewhat selective, memory + darkness = jittery nerves, however much that pains me to admit…

Anyway, if you ask anyone that knows me somewhat well to describe me with three word or less, I’m pretty sure one of those words would be inflexible (if they’re feeling diplomatic; stubborn if they’re not), meaning I don’t really do “changes to my routines” lest I absolutely have to.
So, when Mom offered to help me get (rent) a treadmill, a bike or a crosstrainer for the coming months, I had what can only be referred to as a hallelujah moment. After thorough research, I decided on a crosstrainer and voilá! The perfect living room centerpiece:

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I call her Rose. We have already formed a very special bond.

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Yesterday I met my brother’s girlfriend, Katrine, for the first time. What with me being admittedly (and at times exaggeratedly so) socially awkward, I figured I’d be the most nervous out of the three of us. Especially since Katrine hails from Denmark and, despite our countries having bridged (literally) the distance between us, there is a very distinct language barrier to overcome. 
It turned out that Katrine was just as – maybe even more – nervous as I was.  Possibly so because my brother practically forced was very eager for us to meet.

I had been looking forward to meeting Kat. Well, sort of. The whole socially awkward-thing kind of turns every new extroverted happening into a chapter from a George R.R. Martin novel… 

Anyway, Fredrik had suggested that we’d go see a movie, which I was all for. He wanted to see the remake of Teenage Ninja Mutant Turtles, which I vetoed on the grounds of it being a movie about teenage ninja mutant turtles. 
Instead I suggested we’d go see Lucy, starring Scarlett Johansson and Morgan Freeman (both of whom I’m a big fan), and written & directed by Luc Besson, which is the mastermind behind some of my favorite movies (LéonThe Fifth Element, NikitaThe Transporter). 
We’d all seen the trailer which seemed very promising, so I didn’t even have to use any of my guile to convince either of them (which I almost thought was a small letdown since I had prepared myself for a battle of the wits). 

Unfortunately, apart from the first 13,5 minutes (roughly) and a few other well written/acted scenes, it was a complete disaster. I thought it was overly pretentious and trying way too hard while somehow still managing to be lazy – parts of it almost seemed to be taken straight from Through the Wormhole, which, for those who don’t know, is a science show narrated by Freeman. 
The worst part is that it was my suggestion. I’m guessing that’ll be held against me next time we’re going to the movies. 

Despite the unfortunate movie experience, it was really nice to meet Katrine. I have pretty high standards for any girl who wants to date my brother and so far she measures up (unlike the movie)!

 

Duh Duh datta datta da da da da (also known as Entrance of the Gladiators by Julius Fucik)

Last Friday my brother turned 29 and as usual we (meaning my family and I) went through the birthday celebratory checklist: we had cake, he got gifts, I reminded him that he was now yet another year closer to Boca, FL and the Shady Oaks retirement home… You know, the usual stuff.

Since we’re a small family (for a bit longer, anyways), we usually go out to dinner on special occasions; this year we decided to forfeit that for a different activity, one I, in particular, was really excited about: we went to the circus!
(To be honest, there’s a chance that I might’ve actually been way more excited than many of the children there and most of them were really, really, stoked…)

Cirkus Scott is one of the biggest and most famed circuses in Sweden and when they announced that they’d make Malmö one of their last stops for their summer tour, I was overjoyed! Before this Friday the 5th of September, B.C. (which of course refers to “Before Circus“), I’d never been to the circus and it was most definitely on my bucketlist.

To pick just one favorite act should almost be considered sacrilege, but if I had to, it’d probably be the parrot show… Or Guillaume Becar’s “Comedy Horse” act… Or maybe Duo Manducas… Or Nicko Rcs And William Torres’ Wheel of Death performance…
They were, really, all so great, in different ways, that it’s impossible for me to choose just one and I had so much fun! I’m already looking forward to next time! :D

Speaking of Duo Manducas! I found a video of the talented (and so strong!) Toni Ferreira and Alexandre Machado performing their acrobatic comedy act:

 

Cue the epiphany!

Oh, NOW I get the whole “When Four asks Tris if she wants to see his tattoo, all the fangirls go ‘I think we all do'”-thing.
We. All. Do.

So, I just finished watching Divergent and I’m kind of in love with Tris (and Shailene Woodley) and Four (and Theo James).
Sadly, I’m also madly attracted to Eric (but happily so when it comes to Jai Courtney).

Divergent was actually really good. Better than I had imagined it to be. Pretty actors (oh, so many pretty actors and I do so enjoy pretty actors), a credible storyline (you can always nitpick, of course, but why take away the enjoyment of watching a movie by doing so?), and I definitely got a kick out of seeing Ansel Elgort playing the brother to his The Fault in Our Stars-girlfriend, Shailene Woodley

I was almost actually a tiny bit surprised that Theo James and Shailene Woodley weren’t a real life couple, I thought they had a great chemistry. Definitely looking forward to seeing ms. Woodley interact with Ansel Elgort in TFiOS (so far I’m really impressed by her). 

‘Twas a good movie night.