I have no idea how December just suddenly arrived. Actually, I have no idea what happened to this year in general, it just doesn't feel like we are reaching the end of another year. And what a year it has been, talk about the best of times and the worst of times... it's been a year of complete polarities and I really haven't processed all of the goings on properly yet, and I more than likely won't now until the school term ends in three weeks time.
That being said, there is nothing like being busy to distract one from all worry and strife, so the hectic state of December poses some welcome this year for me and in all honesty I am looking forward to the days falling away at the unrelenting pace that they will from here on in. Let them go I say, let the year end! I am ready to gain a fresh start and shake off 2019 like an old winter coat. I am looking forward to a long summer break full of of pointless novels, cocktail concoctions, midnight movie marathons and unlimited meditation and yoga sessions. Looking forward to it? Hell, I am craving it!
The Christmas tree has gone up here and even thought the festive decorations have been strewn about the house, it still feels completely surreal and unbelievable to think that Christmas is only 24 days away. I have barely even acknowledged the concept of Christmas shopping, which feels not only premature but also somewhat overwhelming to me at the moment. It might be a good year to do all of my Christmas shopping online which would save me the gauntlet of fake santas, antsy people, tired kids, overstocked shops, horrific Christmas music and general indecision. No-one will care if I am procrastinating online with my gift choices and I can do it in my pajamas on a Sunday morning from the comfort of my bed which is also a pretty huge bonus!
However, to be honest I am finding that I am struggling to find the time to do much of anything lately. I have been dreadfully neglectful of Spicywatch and have been blogging only half as much as I would like to. I have a stockpile of unwatched movies, TV series, audio books and podcasts that would be considered ridiculous to anyone but myself. My garden basically looks like jungle and my veggie patch has either gone to seed or gone to God; and everywhere that I look I see things that are needing my attention but I am just not interested in doing any of it. And it's weird because I am not depressed, sad or anything like that, I am just not as motivated as I usually am. I am...hmmm... the best way that I can put it is that I am just 'going along for the ride.'
And I suppose that sometimes it is not a bad thing to just 'go along for the ride' but it isn't something that I do very often and it is weird to feel so damn unenthusiastic when I am usually quite the opposite. And I do understand full well that this state won't last forever, and that it is probably just the acceptance stage of my grieving that is causing me to feel this way, which is totally natural and doesn't require me to overthink or even address it but to just 'go along with it.'
And so I shall, I will just go with it and allow the silly season to take me wherever it may. Everything else can wait until I have more free time and a renewed sense of motivation, which will return to me eventually, but for now I shall relax my mind and gently float downstream...there's no need to swim against the current right now.
That being said, there is nothing like being busy to distract one from all worry and strife, so the hectic state of December poses some welcome this year for me and in all honesty I am looking forward to the days falling away at the unrelenting pace that they will from here on in. Let them go I say, let the year end! I am ready to gain a fresh start and shake off 2019 like an old winter coat. I am looking forward to a long summer break full of of pointless novels, cocktail concoctions, midnight movie marathons and unlimited meditation and yoga sessions. Looking forward to it? Hell, I am craving it!
The Christmas tree has gone up here and even thought the festive decorations have been strewn about the house, it still feels completely surreal and unbelievable to think that Christmas is only 24 days away. I have barely even acknowledged the concept of Christmas shopping, which feels not only premature but also somewhat overwhelming to me at the moment. It might be a good year to do all of my Christmas shopping online which would save me the gauntlet of fake santas, antsy people, tired kids, overstocked shops, horrific Christmas music and general indecision. No-one will care if I am procrastinating online with my gift choices and I can do it in my pajamas on a Sunday morning from the comfort of my bed which is also a pretty huge bonus!
However, to be honest I am finding that I am struggling to find the time to do much of anything lately. I have been dreadfully neglectful of Spicywatch and have been blogging only half as much as I would like to. I have a stockpile of unwatched movies, TV series, audio books and podcasts that would be considered ridiculous to anyone but myself. My garden basically looks like jungle and my veggie patch has either gone to seed or gone to God; and everywhere that I look I see things that are needing my attention but I am just not interested in doing any of it. And it's weird because I am not depressed, sad or anything like that, I am just not as motivated as I usually am. I am...hmmm... the best way that I can put it is that I am just 'going along for the ride.'
And I suppose that sometimes it is not a bad thing to just 'go along for the ride' but it isn't something that I do very often and it is weird to feel so damn unenthusiastic when I am usually quite the opposite. And I do understand full well that this state won't last forever, and that it is probably just the acceptance stage of my grieving that is causing me to feel this way, which is totally natural and doesn't require me to overthink or even address it but to just 'go along with it.'
And so I shall, I will just go with it and allow the silly season to take me wherever it may. Everything else can wait until I have more free time and a renewed sense of motivation, which will return to me eventually, but for now I shall relax my mind and gently float downstream...there's no need to swim against the current right now.
MIDSOMMAR
Release Date: 2019
Rating: R 18+
Running time: 138 mins
Director and writer Ari Aster delivers another unsettling tale of horror, despair and discomfort with Midsommar. With it's vivid and trippy twists of perception and sense of impending danger and doom, Midsommar feels a lot like an accident happening in slow motion; you know that it isn't going to end well, but you just can't look away.
Dani agrees to join her boyfriend Christian and his friends on a trip to Sweden to take part in a special midsummer festival that only occurs once every ninety years. Dani, who is already struggling with the horrific loss of her parents and sister, soon discovers that they have all become involved in an ancient cult that will change their lives forever.
The performances here are rock solid, with Florence Pugh and Jack Reynor both delivering believable levels confusion and terror as the struggling couple lost amidst a sea of wild and inexplicable weirdness.
When this film isn't assaulting you with it's dark and perverse imagery, it is delighting you with its hallucinatory interludes and magical pagan flights of fancy. Basically, it's a complete mish mash of beauty and macabre that you will not be able to shake easily because like all of Aster's works, it's unforgettable stuff.
FINAL SAY: The Queen must ride alone.
4 Chilli Peppers
Release Date: 2019
Rating: R 18+
Running time: 138 mins
Director and writer Ari Aster delivers another unsettling tale of horror, despair and discomfort with Midsommar. With it's vivid and trippy twists of perception and sense of impending danger and doom, Midsommar feels a lot like an accident happening in slow motion; you know that it isn't going to end well, but you just can't look away.
Dani agrees to join her boyfriend Christian and his friends on a trip to Sweden to take part in a special midsummer festival that only occurs once every ninety years. Dani, who is already struggling with the horrific loss of her parents and sister, soon discovers that they have all become involved in an ancient cult that will change their lives forever.
The performances here are rock solid, with Florence Pugh and Jack Reynor both delivering believable levels confusion and terror as the struggling couple lost amidst a sea of wild and inexplicable weirdness.
When this film isn't assaulting you with it's dark and perverse imagery, it is delighting you with its hallucinatory interludes and magical pagan flights of fancy. Basically, it's a complete mish mash of beauty and macabre that you will not be able to shake easily because like all of Aster's works, it's unforgettable stuff.
FINAL SAY: The Queen must ride alone.
4 Chilli Peppers
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