Transcendent Man, a quick review



Its a layman’s overview of Ray Kurzweil’s view of future in addition to hyping and mystifying Ray Kurzweil the man. I am a little bit disappointed in that there isn’t enough intellectual debate over Ray’s ideas and too much questioning of Ray’s motives/character and too many unqualified objection to Ray’s ideas.

Transcendent Man is still very worth watching.
★★★

Hanna, make a sequel already


This is a nice simple and concise telling of a Bourne-esque story. It have some plot holes but not so glaring that makes you want to bang your head against a wall like in lesser movies. The manga like characterization would have felt too cliche if not for its delicate restrain. All of its short coming are nullified and then some but is its perfect fusing of realistic cinematography, artistically stylized editing, better-than-Bourne action choreography and Chemical Brother’s tripping electronic score.

Hanna by a director whos best review film is Pride and Prejudice (2005), is the best artsy action film since Yimou Zhang’s Hero.

Hanna (2011) ★★★☆

Most of your time is spent being dead or not yet born


My favorite quote from Synecdoche, New York (2008):

“Everything is more complicated than you think. You only see a tenth of what is true. There are a million little strings attached to every choice you make; you can destroy your life every time you choose. But maybe you won’t know for twenty years. And you may never ever trace it to its source. And you only get one chance to play it out. Just try and figure out your own divorce. And they say there is no fate, but there is: it’s what you create. And even though the world goes on for eons and eons, you are only here for a fraction of a fraction of a second. Most of your time is spent being dead or not yet born. But while alive, you wait in vain, wasting years, for a phone call or a letter or a look from someone or something to make it all right. And it never comes or it seems to but it doesn’t really. And so you spend your time in vague regret or vaguer hope that something good will come along. Something to make you feel connected, something to make you feel whole, something to make you feel loved. And the truth is I feel so angry, and the truth is I feel so fucking sad, and the truth is I’ve felt so fucking hurt for so fucking long and for just as long I’ve been pretending I’m OK, just to get along, just for, I don’t know why, maybe because no one wants to hear about my misery, because they have their own. Well, fuck everybody. Amen.”

– a minister.