Friday, October 3, 2008

Clash of the titans

Clash of the titans is a 1981 fantasy and mythology movie based on the myth of Perseus.
Stop motion animation is used to a large extent in the film to animate the various monsters. The special effects creatures were created by Ray Harryhausen, who retired from filmmaking shortly after the movie was released. This is also one of my favorite movie, you know, the one you play on sunday afternoon when you just want to let time flies, ironing your shirts for the week, for example. And the hero is unexpressive and gorgeous. Nevertheless I still enjoy watching it everytime. King Acrisius of Argos expresses anger towards Zeus for impregnating his daughter, Princess Danae. He then casts Danae and her infant son Perseus out to sea in a wooden chest. Unknown to everyone, a white bird who witnessed everything was really Poseidon, who informs Zeus of Acrisius' unfaithfulness. Zeus orders Poseidon to release the Kraken to destroy Argos by flooding the entire kingdom. While Acrisius and his kingdom are left completely devastated, Danae and Perseus are safely brought to the island of Seriphos where they live a happy life and Perseus grows up to manhood. Calibos - the spoiled son of Thetis, the goddess of the Sea - was a handsome young man destined to marry Princess Andromeda, the daughter of Queen Cassiopeia and heir to the rich city of Joppa and eventually all of Phoenicia. Zeus entrusted Calibos to care for the Wells of the Moon; Calibos instead hunted, trapped and killed everything that lived there, including Zeus' sacred herd of flying horses, leaving only the stallion Pegasus alive. As punishment, Zeus transforms Calibos into a monster and he is shunned and forced to live as an outcast in the swamps and marshes. Thetis, furious at her son's fate, vows that if Calibos cannot marry Andromeda, then no other man will either. Perseus is brought by Thetis from his island home on Seriphos to Joppa. He learns of Andromeda and her plight: she cannot marry unless her suitor successfully answers a riddle, which is given to her by Calibos. Any suitor that fails to answer the riddle correctly is burned at the stake. Using a number of gifts given to him by the gods, including the winged horse Pegasus and a helmet given to him by Athena that renders its wearer invisible, he discovers the answer to the riddle. Calibos nearly captures him, but Perseus cuts off his hand with a sword (another divine gift, this one from the goddess Aphrodite). At the next ceremony for a new suitor, Perseus enters, answers the riddle correctly and presents Calibos's severed hand, winning Andromeda's hand in marriage. At the Temple to Thetis, Calibos prays to his mother Thetis to take vengeance on Perseus for cutting off his hand. Thetis tells Calibos that she cannot do that because Perseus is protected by Zeus, but she can take vengeance on Joppa. At the wedding, held in the temple of Thetis, Queen Cassiopeia compares Andromeda's beauty to that of Thetis herself, which angers the goddess. The statue of Thetis collapses and its head comes to life demanding Andromeda as a sacrifice to a sea monster (the Kraken, a modern addition to the myth; the Greek version had Cetus as the sea monster) in 30 days, and still a virgin; otherwise, the Kraken will destroy Joppa. Perseus seeks a way to defeat the Kraken, the last of the Titans, who were the race of monsters that pre-dated the gods. When Zeus commands Athena to give Perseus her owl, she instead orders Hephaestus to build the mechanical owl Bubo as an aid for Perseus. Bubo leads Perseus to the Stygian Witches, three blind women who disclose that the only hope of survival in combat against the Kraken is by using the head of another monster, Medusa the Gorgon. Medusa was once a beautiful woman but, because she dared to make love with Poseidon in Aphrodite's temple, was transformed by Aphrodite into a horrible monster. Meeting Medusa's gaze will turn any living creature to stone, including the Kraken. She makes her home on the Isle of the Dead, which lies across the River Styx, at the very edge of the Underworld. Perseus travels there and kills her, removing her head, though he must contend with Calibos (who has replaced his lost hand with a trident-like blade) along the way - whom he finally kills with Aphrodite's sword. Just as Andromeda is about to be sacrificed to the Kraken, Perseus appears astride Pegasus and turns the Last Titan to stone with Medusa's head, which is then cast into the ocean where it can do no more damage. Perseus frees Andromeda and they live happily together. The hero and heroine become constellations at the decree of Zeus, who does the same for Pegasus and Cassiopeia.

Wednesday, October 1, 2008

Instantanés

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Smoking no smoking

It’s confirmed. Last night, looking at bars around my new place, making selections : where you find more people are the places It is allowed to smoke. Yes !

Instantanés

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One more try

This is another story about everyday’s life you can have here in Berlin. Did not happened to me (lucky me this time). My colleague orders a bed and a mattress in a big company online. She moved a few weeks ago so she needs the bed as quick as possible. It’s almost 5 weeks now and 3 appointments. I told you, customer service means nothing here and It’s just History repeating. The delivery company wanted to ship the bed without the mattress, then reverse the mattress without the bed. Could have not been that bad if my colleague didn’t have to locate where are the things because the delivery company is not linked with the shop. Furthermore, when my colleague tried to understand why the bed is not in her bedroom, they say they did pass by but she was not there ! Of course, they gave no appointment. Are we supposed to stay all day at home just waiting for them ? Actually, yes. So after all this time, my colleague calls a new time and she’s been informed that because she was not there when they came, they canceled the order. Simply as that. Welcome in Germany. I know, we don’t care ….

Thursday, September 25, 2008

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Deutsche Welle

Like I said, It’s everywhere the same. Don’t expect It’s better on the other side. It’s just that the cliché makes it, that you expect in a land like Germany, with all those big pictures of natural ordering. Everything should be so tidy and you never get any issue with administration or providers. Wrong. It’s even worse than you think. If you were leaving here, you'd forget very quickly your clichés and you'd be very disapointed. My family and friends, do not believe stories that I tell. Only my colleagues here and even locals know what I am talking about. I asked beginning of august the transfer of my telephone line together with internet. The provider scheduled it and so at the very date the line was cut off at the old flat. What you have to know is that the German telecom company has the monopole of the connections in the country and if they don’t show up, you have no connection. So I lost it. 4 weeks and half. 5 appointments. Actually, they did show up. I was in the flat without the hands because of the work in the new flat. They had something to bring from their truck and they came back with a note, glued on my mail box, saying that because I was not there, telecom could not put me the line ! So you take a new day off (because they only come from 8:00 a.m to 4:00 p.m) and you wait the whole day in the flat. Same thing happened again. Starts the crisis time and the third appointment (one week after, new day off) I waited outside ! so they can’t tell I’m not there. Nobody came. “Lucky me”, the weather was good. I screamed on the phone to the provider but It does not help and because “customer service” is an unknown world and word in this country, the agent just hung up at my nose. Nevertheless, after some other phone calls, another agent asked me to do a test because I was connected. Of course I am connected from their side but I can’t use the system because the connection is not made. So I have another appointment but this time next day afternoon from 1:00 p.m to 5:00 p.m. because I stayed outside too long waiting for them to come I was sick, went to the doctor and waited again outside at the front door and again nobody showed up. Reaching the limit I called a last time just to say in a very dry and angry (but calm) way that It was enough. The agent answered he will call me back as soon as he will get the feed back from the telecom. Guess what ? 20 minutes later the ring belled and the technician was there and made the connection. I’m writing you from my computer, in my home. This is the way It goes here. So I am newly connected to the world, after a bit more than 4 weeks, 19 packs of cigs, 36 gums, 2 condoms (with lub), 1 angina, 1 headache, 1 picture in the local paper (but who is this attractive man waiting since 2 days outside in front of the door ?), 1 identity crisis at the internet provider company, 1 suicide by defenestration at Telecom, but I did well and I wanted to thank you all for your never ending support, I will remember, you were by my side when I needed it the most.

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SNCF

We all complaining about our administration. Everywhere we live in the world, I never met someone who is satisfied about this octopus you just can’t fight against. There is a inertia with the people working at those places, only the idea to have to go there, because you have no choice, makes it an adventure. Even a coma looks more fun. I will give you today an example from France. You can find on the web thousands of examples from the whole world but of course It’s “funnier” when It happened to you. I am talking about the French railway company. I planned in the beginning of the year to take 2 weeks holiday in August in France. It’s not a big deal but when you live abroad you need to organize the journey. Internet helps a lot and booking my flights with Air France was piece of cake. Because I was traveling from Paris to the country, I needed to book train tickets. So internet helped again and although the multiple choice of proposals, I succeeded and made delivered the tickets to my parents address so they could send them to me. But … I had to cancel the whole thing. I moved and could not travel anymore. So I started to cancel. Air France, no problem (again). A phone call is enough. I knew that even if you booked a “dry” ticket (no possibility to change or to get the money back), the company gives the money back for the ticket. You only loose the taxes of the airport, which are the most expensive in the fare. The phone call was barely finished that I had a confirmation on my email and then the money was on the account 2 days later. Then the train tickets : because I booked on internet with credit card, I was expected to be refunded directly on it if I cancel. I must say I booked tickets that are refunded. But every time I tried to cancel, the system said that I had to bring back the original tickets in any train station in the next 6 months. How do I do that from abroad ? Not understanding why, I tried to locate a phone number I could reach to ask. This is a challenge you have to try to achieve because when you live abroad the phone numbers provided by France regarding customer service do not work (there are those special numbers with special fare you can’t use outside the country). So the task is to find one 1) you can use from abroad and 2) which is relevant for your request. You can look anywhere on the website, you will find none of those information. Big issue. Finding nothing, I decided to look at any available phone number, to call and see what happens. I must have landed anywhere in France and explained briefly what I needed and been forwarded in the limb. The guy on the phone was particularly unfriendly and said that he was not responsible for the fact I had so many worries to reach him. Then I asked what I had to do and why the money could not been transferred to my card : just because the tickets have been printed and I have to return the originals back. Of course. He gave me an address and I did send the tickets. A few weeks later, I received a new letter from the same company, asking me to provide my bank details. It’s as if they can take the money from your bank account but they can’t put it back. On the letter, only a reference number, no phone number, only an address. I did send the letter days ago. I’m checking the status of my bank account but nothing moves. Of course I would love to call them but without phone number, I am afraid that I lost purely and simply the amount. Making quick research on internet, I noticed a lot of groans from customers with more or less same issues. It can last months !

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

Instantanés

A new step

It's when the weather is bad that you appreciate to work not far from home. Especially when you don't use public transport but only the bicycle. This happens to me today. I had this morning an early appointment in the center of the city and It rains cats and dogs since last night. I arrived to the appointment completely under water and came back the same way, even more. The rain went through all my clothes and I needed to make a stop home to change. It means that Berlin is changing its clothes as well. From beach bars which are almost all closed for the season now to the terrasses on which you see outside gas heating appearing, we can positively say autumn has officialy made its entrance. There are less and less bikes on the road, we go outside with coats and scarfs, maybe a hat, not yet gloves but not far. We never have enough of accessories here and you're just happy to come back home to cook you a nice meal, enjoying your interior listening music, drinking a glass of wine.

Monday, September 22, 2008

People like you

I saw somebody who
Reminded me of you
Before you got afraid
I wish that you could've stayed that way
I saw a little girl
I stopped & smiled at her
She screamed & ran away
It happens to me more and more these days
And these songs that you sing
Do they mean anything
To the people you're singing them to
People like you
I saw a photograph
A woman in a bath
Of hundred dollar bills
If the cold doesn't kill her, money will
I read a magazine
That said by seventeen
You life was at an end
I'm dead & I'm perfectly content
And these songs that you sing
Do they mean anything
To the people you're singing them to
People like you

Songs That We Sing

Study

Found in the paper today, this article of English Adrian White from the university of Leicester : He made a worldwide map of the happiness in 2007, with 5 criteria : health, wealth, education, national identity and beauty of landscape. France is behind Mongolia and Salvador. Spain and Italy have 28th and 29th position, Germany 20th and Switzerland 2nd. Do French have to work more to be happier ? Research make it that a higher salary does not bring necessarily happiness. But why putting only those 5 criteria to study happiness ? and how can you explain that even if France has good results everywhere, the rank is 62 ? How do you explain that so many English move to France (just compare the health system !) ? I am positive saying that France is a very nice country with a lot possibilities. Only the French like to groan all the time (which is not true, of course).

Saturday, September 20, 2008

Chi Sing

I went 2-3 times already to this newly not long ago opened restaurant Chi sing. It could be an alternative to the crowdy famous institution mr vuong because both are not far from each other. But far enough not to see the same people. I would say that at Chi sing you don't meet as many tourists and It's more local people who want to have a good time enjoying the food, see and being seen but not as much. It's all decorated in grey, white and gold, a mix of ancient style furniture and easy to use tables. It's crowdy all the time but we never had a trouble to find a table free. When the weather is nice, you have the possibility to eat outside but mostly if you are two. More I guess you need to book a bigger table. Service is quick and food very tasty, although the menu is a bit complicated to understand. I would recomment to focus on the day suggestions which are almost always the same but you get what you expect. I was a bit dispointed by the noodle soup because my taste goes to disches like Bùn ( amix of meat, vegetables, noodle and spices). Because it's asian food, avoid the red wine. The choice is small and only one sort is allowed to order for a glass. Otherwise you have to order the bottle. Have a nice dinner and go in a bar to have a drink afterwards. Don't forget to go downstairs to wash your hands. The toilets are all black painted. It says on the card "Huê inspired cuisine", meaning Huê is the capital city of Thua Thiên in Vietnam. Between 1802 and 1945, it was the imperial capital of the Nguyên Dynasty. As such, it is well known for its monuments and architecture. The cuisine of Huê draws from throughout Vietnam, but one of the most striking differences is the prominence of vegetarianism in the city. Several all-vegetarian restaurants are scattered in various corners of the city to serve the locals who have a strong tradition of eating vegetarian twice a month, as part of their Buddhist beliefs.

Friday, September 19, 2008

State of the art

There is a new space for modern art that I discovered a few weeks ago. This is the Berlinische Gallerie where I went for the photographer Herbert Tobias (1924–1982). Mostly black and white, his work in colour was mostly for fashion or gay magazines. The gallerie, from its creation, helped the photographer to carry on his work and that is why you find there an amount of his pictures. All beautiful, but some subjects I was not comfortable with or something disturbed me in a way with the subject or the way It's been made. I didn't follow the nice guy who made an explanation of some of his work, first because of the language and secondly I let myself go wherever my steps bring me and obviously not in the way It should be. If you are interested with the artist, please have a look on the text of the gallerie, It explains better than I can do. A place to discover.

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Pig


On the 6th of September took place in Berlin the Folsom Street "festival" and at night the Pig party. Friends went to the street event and they also pre-bought months ago the tickets for the party. One of my friend called and asked me if I wanted to go to the party. Because I am curious, I said yes and we met around midnight to go there. The journey took a long time with the bike because It was quite far from the center. That night It rained cats and dogs so It was no fun at all. Previously planed with leather trousers and half naked, we changed our mind and went with cargo army pants and T-shirts, which was really enough for what we had to do there. Because I did nothing. I was so disapointed by everything. I remember the same kind of party (Snax at berghain) was great fun but there It was total failure. First the weather, of course. Then the organization of the party, even worse. Once arrived, we had to go inside, go out again because the "wardrobe" area was outside at the end of the park. Then cross again the park back under the rain, then try to get a drink at the bar. No fancy bartender but students wanting to make little money. But before, we learned we had to buy plastic coins to be able to "pay" our drinks. So again queueing a long time to get the plastic valuables. 2 coins for a gin tonic, when you get five coins for 16 € was a bit too much. So waiting again for the barman to deliver the drinks. At one o'clock, the music stoped (technical issue I guess) so the mood never took of. Friends started to go in the darkrooms, some other fucked in front of everyone without even getting a hard on. I went upstairs to make a tour and looked in the eyes of some guys having a blow job or fucking any kind of buddy just laying there, ass opened. Their look was so empty, I guess due to drugs or being bored. I felt so angry and disapointed that I decided to go back home, under the rain (again) and stayed in bed thinking : was this all worth ? Definitely not what I expected.

Sunday, September 14, 2008

With music

Upstairs at Eric's... just because.

Title

The title changed. I felt the need to name the blog with something more related to me nowadays. I am very lucky to live now top floor (without elevator, don't dream, but they say It's good for the health, especially with packs of water !), I can look directly in the sky and Eric is my first name. I am pleased to meet you today.