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beauty and the beast

somehow i can never get enough of beauty and the beast retellings and interpretations. this one’s a french film starring lea seydoux as beauty and vincent cassel as the beast. the trailer went online a few days ago. take a look:


song: team by lorde


there’s been a lot of buzz about the samsung ad when it first first aired. the first time i saw it, i thought it a pretty cunning move of samsung to use a song that snubbed materialism and use it for their newest product, the samsung galaxy note 3 which is a smartwatch.

having forgotten all about it, i randomly went through the latest youtube music videos a couple of days ago and stumbled across lorde’s newest music addition. and boy was i hooked. the more often i listened to it, the more i liked it. at work i’ve been listenting to this song over and over again in an infinity loop. so here’s my totally non-professional attempt at dissecting the whole thing. and. here. we. go:


the nameless boy is being brought to a sealed off place on a boat with a potato sack thrown over his head.


i don’t think it was intended but the “a hundred jewels between teeth” immediately put this picture in my head:

gold teeth

some people like to flaunt how wealthy and awesome they are by wearing conspicuous jewellery. of course it depends. in some countries if you’re poor you still try to buy some gold at the risk of running into debts, merely to show that you’re from a good and while not über-rich, at least not out of money … just to save face and marry off your offspring.


ah, there’s a lonely kid staring holes into the air…

i love these lines that acknowledge teens with puberty acne.


nameless dude gets the potato sack off his head and is being led somewhere. but where?

sometimes we like coat the truth with lies, because we like to hear that instead of the truth and it is easier to endure.


this implies the disconnect lorde wants to accentuate between new zealand and the glitzy hollywood world, with its flashing bulbs and papparazzi. as a kiwi singer she’s from a town that is stripped of all the glamour we are used to seeing on the screen. while not beautiful and rich, it has its own gritty charm.

the last line “but we sure know how to run things” is what i hear when i listed to the songs, a lot of the lyric pages online spill it as “but we sure know how to run free”. i just went with the former.


by now, we get the feeling that he is very tensed and obviously has to prove himself worthy.

the lost kids who formed their own community and can depend on each other, the “team”.


nameless boy sees other kids who seem by turns happy, sheltered and lost.

sick of being stamped as not caring of anything that is happening around you. they do care.



lorde is once again suggesting that you pick your battles. why compete for a love you won’t receive? the effort will never satisfy the desire, so the end never justifies the means. we might all fight for things that are futile in life, despite knowing better. but you can survive such situations when you have your team behind you and supporting you. [popcrush]





this again is what i extract when listening to the song. some lyrics pages say “…when i rebelled without a care” which i’d like to contradict. this is the awkward phase where you’re not a small, naive kid anymore but still too young to be considered an adult by your environment. so you are aware that certain actions do lead to consequences and think things through before doing them.





and … he’s in!

fangirling: top of the lake

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set against the scenic backdrop of a new zealand mountain landscape, a young girl stands up to her chest in the dark waters of an icy lake. soon the reason for the desperate fact comes to light : the twelve -year-old tui, daughter of a local drug lord, is five months pregnant, but refuses to reveal the identity of the father. the youth welfare office commissions robin griffin, a specialist in children and adolescents, with the care of the girl to the police of the southern lakes. for robin, who has returned from australia to her hometown in new zealand to care for her cancer-stricken mother, the case is a welcome change from her dreary stay in the small town.

police chief al parker decides bring tui back to her father matt mitcham and her two adult half-brothers, which robin is opposed to, since she knows the brutality and violence of the three men. with good reason, as it turns out, because they have the real estate agent bob platt on their conscience. bob platt has a part of the idyllic lake shore, called “paradise” offered for sale, that matt looked was about to buy off.

on this ” heavenly ” land, a group of women has settled, which is headed by the peculiar and distant gj, who’s a sort of leader for the older, disillusioned and wounded by life women.

the women are initially surprised when the young tui armed on her horse and with a rifle emerges. in their private conversation circle the girl reveals her secret and remains overnight. the next day tui disappears without a trace. robin, who now feels personally responsible for tui’s fate, embarks on a race against time …

since the first time i’ve heard about this series and its plot, i’ve been waiting for a chance to pounce. and boy, did i devour it when it aired!
sooo good.

its a horrifying tale about the brutality done to females. some complained about it being long paced in its storytelling – which honestly wasn’t an issue for me at all, because it’s not like the typical american tv show that goes on and on, season after season. it’s only 6 episodes, guys. and you have a lot of food for thought as a reward, because the writers don’t feel the need to dumb it down for us, but rather wrote a complex story where the characters get entangled in a web of lies, half-truths and intrigues.

not for the faint-hearted. comes highly recommended.

review: goblin market and selected poems by christina rossetti

goblin market

forgive me father, for i have sinned. it’s been a long time since my last confession. these are my sins:

i bought rossetti’s goblin market and selected poems as an expensive a folio edition, because i enjoy a good story as much as thoughtfully crafted book design. plus i only understood fractions of it, the writing style is not much to my taste, but that might change if i understand the subtle undertones and messages the author is trying to convey.

this is it, you guys. you cannot get a better designed book if you’re looking for a collection of rossetti’s poems. and … holy shit, it’s just awesome because jillian tamaki illustrated it! [ see more ]

goblin market tamaki


obviously the most famous of her poems is the goblin market. i had my first encounter with her work through laini taylor’s beautiful book lips touch: three times which can be discribed as a nod to rossetti’s poem. here some of my favourite lines:

two thoughts of death.

her heart that loved me once is rottenness
now and corruption; and her life is dead […]
foul worms fill up her mouth so sweet and red;
foul worms are underneath her graceful head.
yet these, being born of her from nothingness
these worms are certainly flesh of her flesh.

– p 114

buds and babies

a million buds are born that never blow,
that sweet with promise lift a pretty head
to blush and wither on a barren bed
and leave no fruit to show.

sweet, unfulfilled. yet have i understood
one joy, by their fragility made plain:
nothing was ever beautiful in vain,
or all in vain was good.

– p 100

life and death.

life is not sweet. one day it will be sweet
to shut our eyes and die […]

life is not good. one day it will be good
to die, then live again. […]

– p 72

at home.

when i was dead, my spirit turned
to seek the much frequented house:
i passed the door, and saw my friends
feasting beneath green orange boughs […]

– p 24

rating 1.75