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We Need To Talk About Kevin - A movie review

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Film cover Kevin's mother struggles to love her strange child, despite the increasingly vicious things he says and does as he grows up. But Kevin is just getting started, and his final act will be beyond anything anyone imagined. "Hey want to watch a movie?" The next thing I know I'm sat watching this film that completely blows me away. I had heard 'We need to talk about Kevin' a few years ago when looking up Ezra Miller and some of his other acting roles but like with a lot of things never found the time to watch it. The film flips between the past and present showing the striking contrasts between the lives of Kevin and his mother after 'the crime'. You quickly realise what Kevin's crime is but don't see the full effect of it until the very end. However, the film did allude to his crime through the use of red imagery through food especially. With so much red you knew there had to be blood shed and lots of it. Something...

The struggles of working with music

I don’t know about anyone else but I struggle to work and revise when I have music on. Well, not all music. If it has words then I can rarely concentrate however if it is wordless I tend to fair much better but even that varies. So if music causes me to struggle to concentrate then surely I should just not have any music on. However if the room is silent I will focus on every tiny sound and every tiny detail. At uni we have a silent working room which thankfully isn't truly silent. The rustling pages and scribbling pens are quiet enough to not distract but loud enough to make a nice background noise. When I am at my flat however there can be moments of absolute silence. My ears search out for every creak of a pipe or cawing of a bird. So I don’t need silence but I do need something! To prove a point I put on some music in the background as I was writing this and all I could focus on was the lyrics. I typed the first word of this sentence and my internal monologue went ...

The Diner - Camden - A restaurant review

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The Diner in Camden - Sophie Brown                               Who doesn't like to try new things?  The Diner Menu - Sophie Brown As a late birthday meal my friends and I took a trip to the much talked about Diner in Camden. I can see why everyone loves it so much! The Diner serves American food with American portions. The interior and front keep with the American theme with diner booths and American inspired wall art. Red Velvet pancakes - Sophie Brown They serve an all day breakfast that meant, although it was 4pm, I could order my eagerly anticipated red velvet pancakes with cream cheese sauce and berries. I also ordered a Snickers milkshake to wash it all down. I must admit when I first saw my stack of 3 fluffy pancakes with berries and toppings I thought 'I could eat much more than this!'. Oreo milkshake - Sophie Brown No. No I could not. After my meal I was left feeling v...

Yes I have celebrity crushes and yes I do know I won't marry them

Perhaps I'm just a late bloomer but until recent years I had never had a celebrity crush. However when I was in school Johnny Depp, Orlando Bloom and Brad Pitt were pretty standard answers.  Now celebrity crushes can be a little controversial at times and often people can be mocked for their crush. A celebrity crush to people is a fantasy. Lovely in thought but no one expects it to come real. So why not just have a made up fantasy crush? Well that doesn't quite have the same affect. Allow me to explain why. A fantasy crush can be the most perfect person in the world. You can design them down to their very last freckle. They could have Hugh Dancy's hair,  Tom Hiddleston's mouth and Benedict Cumberbatche's eyes if you want.  They could have Channing Tatum's body and Mads Mikkelsen's humour. You can imagine as many scenarios you like in all settings and countries but there is one thing you can't imagine free will. Here's where a celebrity crush is diffe...

An odd 21st

Today is my 21st birthday and I had a whole other post planned for today when something unexpected happened - my grandma died. Now here's the thing; I haven't spoken to her in over 10 years and she was very old so it wasn't too much of a shock. The next unexpected thing was that my Aunt who I haven't spoken  to in about 7 years decided to pay us a visit in light of the recent news. The next unexpected thing, as things whether good or bad like to come in threes, was that most of her family came to ours as well. A knock on the door means they're here but as I look outside the faces are foreign to me. Most of them don't look or sound like my memories. I was quite nervous to speak to them after all this time but I needn't have been. It was so lovely. There was laughter and love and despite the odd rocky moment it was nice to see them. It's funny how much can happen without you knowing about it and it's funny how you can lose contact with people who...

Blunt pencils and robots on the moon

Whilst scrolling through twitter I stumbled upon a profile about primary school problems which had me in hysterics because it was all so true. Then some of my own primary school memories started flooding back. One of the tweets was about ending stories in school with 'and it had all been a dream' and that got me thinking about how I used to start and end my stories. When in school we were taught some stock ways to finish and end stories such as :- Once upon a time On a dark and stormy night And it had all been a dream And they lived happily ever after One day I was reading out my story and I was renowned for finishing them with 'and they lived happily ever after' so my exasperated teacher got the class to finish my story in a sing song voice. But, I proved her wrong and said "Nooooooo! And they lived sadly ever after!". I felt very smug about that bit of creative genius. Also, did anyone else have teachers say that your story was too short so y...

I'll Give You the Sun by Jandy Nelson - book review

Jude and her twin Noah are close until a tragedy drives them apart. Now they are barely speaking -  and both falling for boys they can't have. Love's complicated.   Wow. Just wow. I had seen the vivid black and yellow cover of this book in passing many times but other than acknowledging how pretty it was gave it no second thought. My friend Jenn had told me how wonderful this book was but I never managed to get round to reading it. That was until this Christmas when Jenn gifted this book to me. It's taken me a few days to write this review as when finishing I just had such strong feelings that they all came rushing forward at once and all I could say was - wow. Very rarely have I felt so strongly about a book in the past. Every time I put it down I immediately wanted to snatch it back up. I had to know more, more, more! I needed to devour this book and wished it was as easy as simply eating it. The last time I felt this way was when I was in Primary school readin...