Saturday, August 21, 2010

I've Been Wronged


Sometimes I think I've got the inside line on things.

I'm a cop, after all. Like doctors or politicians or string-theory physicists, I've got access to things you regular people got no idea about.

It's just part of my every day life.


I'm just as deluded as anybody else.


I don't got a line at all.


I am going to make some chicken masala for dinner.  Maybe I will make something good for desert, too. While I try not to worry too much about my daughter, or the end of the world, or the end of my life, or the inevitable collapse of my house of cards.

the thing i like about hitting someone, you know if it worked or not.

everything else seems much more provisional.


Ok, that's not all I like about it.


Have you been watching a lot of Korean films?  

I find them technically very, very strong.

and as strange as hell.


I am a broken angel. I am a broken man.

I don't deny my faults, nor will I use them
as any kind of excuse.


I have signed up for life, and goddamn if I won't get 'er done.





Blogger Maggie May said...

get er done is a great expression.

i like what you said about hitting a man. flesh to flesh, like sex, something that has an undeniable actuality.

2:22 PM  
Blogger tearful dishwasher said...

True dat.

In the realm of hitting and being hit, there are not a lot of questions.

everything is pretty straightforward.

hope all is well with you and yours, ever, etc.



3:23 PM  
Blogger susan t. landry said...

this piece--the art--in particular is terrific. i 'm crazy about your visual stuff.
so listen, now & again, there comes a random 3 am when one might not ascribe the words "laid back" to me. we all do have our demons. but... thank you.
2 things:
korean films? could you toss out a title or two. we, here, are film obsessed.
2. if you havent seen david simon's generation kill (netflix has it), you might like it.

7:20 AM  
Blogger Marylinn Kelly said...

When everything I know of myself and the world around me has multiple parts that slop over the edges, I am baffled that the word normal, and its standard definition, exists. More accurately, it might be called ideal. I think normal is all of us out here, sometimes not even landing a toe on the target. I, too, would like some titles of your Korean films and here is one, you may or may not like: an Australian stop-motion animation called MARY AND MAX in which the characters fall outside standard definitions and show us, in my opinion, how we all are required to live adaptively. I think sometimes of my inner Quasimodo, my inner Elephant Man. Nobody fits, not really.

10:57 AM  
Blogger Claire Beynon said...

Hello Tearful DW - and Maggie May, Susan & Marylinn... (fancy finding us all here!).
I agree - none of us fit, but perhaps it's precisely because of that that we all do?
Korean films are strong, strong, strong, yes! My favourite (I've watched it four times and find more in it each time) is titled "Spring, Summer, Autumn, Winter, Spring..." It's wise, terrible in his humanness, and resonant because of it. There's violence, the most tender love - and it's rich with Korean symbols which is why I keep going back (a rooster, a turtle, a cat, portals, stones, fish, ice, water... and so on). Most of the story unfolds on a tiny floating monastery. I've said enough! Please see it?
Greetings from NZ, Claire

5:39 PM  
Blogger Claire Beynon said...

PS. When I say 'violence', the violence is evident only by the outcome it yields, rather than as anything overt or visual. This is one of the most restrained and beautiful films I've seen. (One of the few I'd like to own, so I can make it available to others.) C

5:43 PM  
Blogger tearful dishwasher said...


Thanks for the kind words. And the "Generation Kill" suggestion. I've seen it, watched it with enthusiasm, but found myself dissatisfied with it in the end. All dressed up, no place to go. Big problem with movies based on real life- I need the narrative arc of fiction.

I ditto Claire's suggestion on "Spring, Summer, Autumn, Winter, Spring" which is breathtaking. Beautiful, sad, wise, powerful. I think it was the film that started me on the whole Korean run.

Here are some of my favorites, in no particular order:

"Mother" by Joon ho Bong- the most recent one for me, and one that just will not leave me alone. Days afterward, I am still seeing her dance in the wheat field with a thousand yard stare that is only explained at the end. Harrowing, graphic, but also beautiful, funny, sad, and of course, technically flawless.

"Why has Bodhi darma left for the east?" by Bae Yong-kyun is very similar to Spring, summer, etc.
but very good, too.

"The Chaser" by Hong Jin-Na- not for the faint of heart, a cerebral slasher flick, detective noir thriller- again, brutal violence that had me shut off the movie about fifteen minutes into it, but then I bucked up and turned it back on and was glad, in the end, that I did. Another one that stays with me.

That will have to hold you for now.

6:29 PM  
Blogger tearful dishwasher said...


Thank you for the reminder. I know we all feel the same way at times, more or less. I'm just way over in the 'more' category right now.

But I'm a freak, I know it, and I'm happy to hang with you other freaks out there.

Thanks for your thoughts.

6:31 PM  
Blogger tearful dishwasher said...


Yes, yes, one of my favorite films of all time. In fact, I'll have to queue it up again.

It's so good to see you here and read your thoughts. Thank you for coming by.

6:32 PM  

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