Moonrise Kingdom (2012), written and directed by Wes Anderson and Roman Coppola, is one of the best movies of the year, if you ask me. And you should ask me. Cause I’m kind of a genius. Self-declared, but nonetheless.
It’s a cute, weird and funny story about a 12ish year old girl who runs away from with a 12 year old boy who has escaped some sort of boy scout camp. (And can you blame him? You lost me at beige uniforms).
Of course the entire community, plus the boy scouts, go out searching for them. Awesomeness ensues.
Among the cast are the brilliant young actors Kara Hayward and Jared Gilman, you also meet Vili Flik hotties such as Tilda Swinton and Edward Norton, Bill Murray, Frances McDormand and Bruce Willis.
This is most def a must see movie.
When I first saw it I wanted to run away from home. Then I realized I was a grown up and lived alone, so the entire point of running away from home would be, well, pointless. Growing up sucks in so many ways.
Oh, and did I mention it is set in the 1960s? Gorgeous clothes and furniture and stuff. Two words: Orange piano. Best idea ever.
Still not convinced? Check out the trailer and be amazed.
It’s autumn and thus time for horror! I know Halloween was a while ago, but in my opinion, you can watch horror films all year round. Although they are naturally more effective during the dark months of autumn. And what better film to watch than Cabin in the Woods (2011).
Written by the legendary Joss Whedon (yes, I am a Buffy-fan) and Drew Goddard, and directed by the latter, Cabin in the Woods is one of the most interesting, surprising and intriguing horror films in the past few years. I cannot actually tell you much about it without spoiling it, but suffice to say, it takes all the American horror film clichés and plays with them in a very interesting way. With great writers and a great director, this works very well for the film, and made it an instant favourite for me. Scary, hilarious and extremely good entertainment!
So, in August I went home for a short visit with my parents, and on impulse I asked my mum if she could teach me how to crochet. You see, I needed something to do while watching TV (because I am an old lady), but I just can’t knit. I’ve tried several times, it just isn’t happening, so my hope was that crochet, which only includes one needle, would be the right thing for me. And it turned out that it was! After one (long) evening if trial and error and many, many swear words, I had gotten the hang of it.
So when I arrived back home I boldly went and bought some lovely yarn and set out to make a shawl. I decided on granny squares thinking I could just crochet them together when they were all done. I was full of hope and glorious visions of my beautiful shawl.
Then two things happened:
1) I realized that my winter coat is bright green (poison green, really) and that it would completely clash with the colors of my shawl, which will be dark blue, bright purple-pink and turquoise. Damn. Oh well, I thought, fuck it, I’ll make it a thing, mismatching is the new black, right? Besides, I could always by a new coat.
So I finished my granny squares, used all the yarn, and then realized
2) I probably should have saved some of that yarn for the crocheting together… Damn. Oh well, off I went to the yarn shop and found almost the right color, problem solved-ish. I sat down eager to put my shawl together. I looked at my granny squares, I looked at my ball of yarn. I looked at my crochet needle. And I realized that I have no clue as to how to put them together. I have tried to be logical about it, but it is just not working.
So for two months now I have had a bag full of beautiful granny squares, waiting for my aunt to visit and show me how to crochet them together. She arrives this week, so hopefully I will have a shawl ready before Christmas. That, kids, is what happens when you attempt to do stuff you don’t know whilst living in a different country from anyone who could have shown you how to do it.
Still, crochet is quite fun and easy (I mean, I figured it out), and a good option for us knitting-retards. Here are my beautiful granny squares, fingers crossed that it will be a finished shawl soon:
“Let’s begin at the beginning, with Chile, that remote land that few people can locate on the map because it’s as far as you can go without falling off the planet.”
My Invented Country (2003) is a memoir by Isabel Allende. Allende, who is originally from Chile, moved around a lot as a child, and later on, when Agosto Pinochet took the power in the 70s, she emigrated for good. Anyhow, Chile remains her country, and in this memoir she looks back at her life there, and how the Chilean culture have and continues to influence her.
It’s beautifully written, like all books I’ve read by Allende, and is full of funny and sarcastic little quotes which lightens up the reading, even if we are in the middle of a bloody coup d’etat. I had to read this book with a pen, underlining sentences, drawing hearts and writing notes in the margins. (Yeah, I do that). The book teaches you a lot of history, (who knew there was a civil war in Lebanon in 1958? I sure didn’t.I It also makes you want to read more Allende, and to visit Chile.
So go find yourself this little book and enjoy! See you in Santiago?
Hello dear internet!
We apologise profusely for the lack of updates the past year. We’ve been busy doing actual paid work, moving (some of us abroad), and generally being fabulous! But we feel bad, and we miss you guys and doing this, so we have decided to try to resurrect the blog. Yay!
So from this week on, we will try to update regularly again. Now, we are not promising to update as often as we used to (5-7 times a week), because we have lives and jobs and are responsible, important adults now, but we are aiming for at least three updates a week.
So enjoy, good people of the vast internet. We have missed you, and we hope you’ll keep checking for updates (even though we’ve let you down for some time now). We love you all!
Elin, Hanna and Mari