The Boys (once again, not actually children) are gay. OK. Established. Their best friend, Grace, sometimes gets annoyed with them because quite frequently when they’re talking about someone, or they pass an attractive male stranger on the street, they’ll immediately say, “he’s gay.” It angers Grace, so she usually responds, “not every man is gay.”
That’s [...]
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Pattern
Posted in Movies, journal, tagged art, boy, boylove, boylover, boys, choir, dance, Haley Joel Osment, Joseph Cross, M. Night Shyamalan, movie, Movies, music, pedophile, pedophilia, Rory Culkin, sexuality, Signs, singing, Sixth Sense, Spencer Treat Clark, Unbreakable, Wide Awake on May 3, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Fear and the Future
Posted in Introspection, Job, Money, Movies, journal, tagged cruise, Fearless, financial, Jet Li, job, lax, mentor, Money, movie, music, naturalism, personal, plan, responsibility, spending, Venus and Adonis on January 27, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Today I watched Jet Li’s Fearless. I think it was a very good movie. The acting was not to western taste, meaning it wasn’t naturalist, but the story told was a good and interesting one and it was well told.
While on my cruise I laid out a plan of action if you will remember. Upon [...]
Love and War
Posted in Movies, journal, tagged 2of2, boy, boys, choir, citadel, happy thoughts, Italino, kill, movie, singing, soldier, The Boy in the Striped Pajamas, The Russian, voice on January 7, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
***Warning!*** This post contains possible spoilers for the movie The Boy in the Striped Pajamas. If you have not seen that movie and would maybe like to, consider not reading this post. Or read until I mark the section about the movie. Or better yet, go rent it. Right Now. Or if it’s still in [...]
Dear Frankie
Posted in Introspection, Movies, Unknowable Longing, journal, tagged boy, boylove, boylover, boys, deaf, Dear Frankie, emotion, father, feeling, love, mother, movie, need, Unknowable Longing on December 29, 2008 | 1 Comment »
I just rewatched Dear Frankie. I’d guess it’s the fourth or fifth time I’ve watched it, but it’s been a while since the last time. I wish I could come up with words to truly describe how the movie makes me feel. But the emotion is too raw, too primal, too pure to be accurately [...]
