Denzel Washington is probably one of my favorite actors these days. He’s always in such good roles, no matter the character he plays, and that’s the kicker – his characters vary all over the damn place. I heard he once said that he doesn’t pick the script, the script picks him. I know how that goes. I experience something similar with certain aspects of my life.
Gary Oldman also plays a large role in this film as Carnegie, a small town mayor with big ideas on how to control people. He’s also one of my favorite actors these days and it’s just stellar to watch him work any role on stage or screen.
The Book of Eli is …
Not at all what I expected it to be, and that’s a good thing. It released somewhere around the same time as Legion (which I’ll be reviewing next, since I just watched it), and I thought The Book of Eli was a similar story because Hollywood nearly always has two films releasing around the same time that are essentially the same story, just two different studios producing them. For example: giant meteor going to hit Earth and destroy everything – Armageddon and Deep Impact. And that’s just one example.
So let’s take a look at The Book of Eli.
Movie tagline: Some will kill to have it. He will kill to protect it.
This Hughes Brothers film is a post-apocalyptic tale about a lone man – Eli – as he makes his trek across a deserted America to take the book he’s carrying west. His job is simply to protect it and take it where it needs to be. We don’t know exactly what the book is right away and contrary to what others believe, I didn’t think it was blatantly obvious, but then I’m not an overly religious person either.
The cinematography is incredible in this movie, the clear, sharp images that flash across the screen with vivid cuts and displays during fight scenes. Breathtaking and reminiscent of the movie 300. There are several points in the movie that are quite funny, whether intentional or not and does it really matter if it makes you laugh? No, it doesn’t. The desolate view from the camera’s angle is perfect and precise and says so much with just a few shots or scans of the set.
Now, I’m not going to give you a full synopsis of this movie and ruin it for you, but I will tell you a few things.
Regardless of what others believe this movie’s meaning was, I don’t believe this film actually “promotes” Christianity. I don’t believe this film was written and created solely as a propaganda that tells the world how Christianity will save everyone in the end, will save civilization. On the contrary, it shows through Carnegie (Oldman) how religion is used as a powerful tool/weapon to control people. Carnegie knows the power of the words within the book Eli has. He knows, has seen, what those words can do. In the wrong hands, those words can be used as a weapon, as a way to enslave or control the population by way of giving false hope for the future, giving the population something to believe in, by putting the fear of God into the population (does any of this sound familiar yet?). The two fight over the book because Eli is supposed to protect it in its written form and Carnegie is just simply evil incarnate and will do anything to get the book, including shooting Eli.
It’s only clear that the book must survive alongside Shakespeare and other great works. It’s about the writing (to me anyway), not the content therein. I mean, think about it, the bible is the biggest bestseller known to man. Right? Why wouldn’t you save a piece of work that has defined the history of the human race?
Mila Kunis plays a good role in this movie as Solara, Claudia’s (Jennifer Beals) daughter, even though it took me forEVER to figure out who she was. Ray Stevenson as Redridge is wonderful (yes, that’s the guy from the series Rome – Titus Pullo – NOM). I think I have a mini-crush on him.
I giggled at the end destination of Eli with his book. I couldn’t help myself, but I won’t spoil it for you. Watch the movie. If you like crisp images, clear imagery, and a decent storyline that’s not preachy, you’ll enjoy this movie.
I give The Book of Eli 0 Jinxes because it’s that damn good and one I’d like to own.
KN: Well despite a lengthy stint writing romantic suspense (police/FBI type), I currently write straight up paranormal romance, with planned branching into Young Adult.
I absolutely read the same stuff I write. When I have time to read, that is. My To Be Read pile has been swelling at an exponential rate, despite the fact that my free time to actually read has shrunk.
As for the mixed martial arts (MMA) fighting, it’s something I personally enjoy. They’re like modern day gladiators in a way, so it seemed natural that someone who’s been trained to fight would still gravitate toward fighting even with his memory stripped away.
KN: I write in general because I have to. I don’t have much choice in the matter. If I don’t write, I’m pissy beyond all get out and a little unbalanced. When I write, I can sort of reset the internal balance, if that makes sense. I guess it’s its own variety of drug. As for what inspires me…anything and everything. I get ideas all over the place. Sometimes from current events, sometimes from TV or an overheard snippet of conversation. It’s a lot of fun for me to take something from the ordinary world and turn it into the extraordinary. I think that’s the real attraction to paranormal for me.
Forsaken By Shadow, available for $1 at Scribd, Smashwords, Amazon, Barnes and Noble, and the iBookstore.
I have a friend, who doesn’t even live in this country by the way, and she’s a researcher. On this blog, here’s some information she found about Arizona’s new laws and she discusses them. It explains some of the “racial profiling” misunderstanding about SB1070, which is the immigration law. So, this law, HB2281, I don’t agree with. It’s the Anti-Ethnic Studies law. Tom Horne is an idiot. Always has been, and while I worked for one of the school districts. Some things never change. Arizona education, for that matter. It’s a joke. Really. If I had kids, I would NOT send them to public school anywhere in Arizona.
Go read and fucking educate yourself.
Some of you may know that I disowned about one-fourth of my family a little over three years ago. Some of you walked through it with me. I blogged about it immensely on my Myspace blog, which is now private access only and those particular posts have been deleted. I aired a LOT of dirty family laundry over those weeks, ousting my blood relatives with the things they’d said and done, and to this day I don’t regret doing so. They’re a mean bunch of people, manipulative, and nothing but users. Incidentally, my disowning them with what I had to say prior to the posts got them disowned from the rest of the family. The lesson they learned here? When I’m backed into a corner, I WILL come out fighting and I tend to play dirty. Mind you, it’s not often I do this. I’ll stay quiet for a very long time, until I’m personally attacked, which I was and was the cause of my defense. They underestimated me and it was their undoing. This means that they believed my darling father who thinks I’m dumb. Yeah, I’m laughing at that too.
*stares at blank page*
This may take a minute or two because I’m still rather brain dead from the move last weekend. Excuse me.
Okay, so I’ve reached this point in my life where another chapter is ending (a big one too), yet the next hasn’t quite started, kind of like placing the bookmark between the pages before you pick it up to read again. I’m in a state of limbo, transition, whatever you want to call it. And I’m fine with that because I know that what’s coming is good. I mean, I’ve already been through hell once again, right? No, I’m not going to say it, although in my experience with the universe, you only have to think it.
*banishes bad thoughts*
I’ve mostly successfully moved to Tucson and now live with Kitty. By mostly, I mean that I haven’t finished getting all of my stuff from the ‘Copa house and storage. There’s quite a bit left too, but it’s mostly boxes and gardening stuff. However, as you can see from this picture…
…we don’t really have the room right now. Actually, it doesn’t look like this anymore. We moved the desk on Sunday because it was basically blocking everything else. But this is a shot from the other end before I started moving things around and unpacking…
Kind of frightening and overwhelming, huh? Nah, not so much. We girls got the washer and dryer all hooked up too, after two trips to Home Depot because I had to change out the dryer’s plug, since I moved from an old house to a newer one. We had to change from a 3-wire to a 4-wire plug. That was entertaining and is all documented somewhere on Twitter (ie. my favorites)
This was taken yesterday, I think…
See? It’s getting better. In fact, I just put the kitchen table together and set it up a bit ago, and all the small appliances are now in their place.
There are probably about three posts that I should write before this one because they contain information that’s relevant to this ending chapter in my life. But for some reason, this particular one wants to be written now, and I must obey as I’m only the messenger for the voices in my head. I’m also working on unpacking while writing this, so I’ll write a bit and go work on that, and then come back to this.
Oh wow! I got way sidetracked. That’s what happens when I try to blog in the midst of putting a house together…and ordering business cards…and changing my address.
Okay, so where was I? Chapter’s end – closing this chapter of my life. I’d say it was probably one of the biggest chapters aside from my marriage, but this was essentially a marriage without the legal documents. And let’s not forget having to take care of Umi, which I’ve now passed off to Akhi. Umi doesn’t want to move out of state anyway, so it works out, and I do plan to leave the desert far behind. The heat is killing me at this point. I need moisture in the air, if only a little. I live for that two weeks of monsoon season now. I don’t even care how humid it gets. Besides, the lightning shows are fabulous!
So, about three-fourths of the way through this chapter of my life, the walls around my perfect world once again came crashing down and I hit a tailspin into the downward spiral toward hell. I will say, however, that when I fall, I do it on a spectacular level, plummeting down the spiral, not really knowing where or how I’m going to land. It’s such fun! My life is kind of like watching a phoenix burst into flames, disintegrate to ash, and rise again. This is the second time I’ve been reborn, and it’s part of the reason I’d like that tattoo covering my back someday.
I’m now ready to begin the next chapter of my life, so I’ll end this post with a song that speaks volumes to me right now. The link to the song is here.