Spoilers

This is one of my many schemes that became more complicated than expected. For a while,. I've been wanting to have some sort of icon or picture to use on my blog as a warning for spoilers. I hadn't yet thought of a good character or image to draw. 

I just rewatched my favorite season of Doctor Who - the one with Donna. I had kinda resisted starting it again, but I enjoyed the heck out of it. I forgot how much fun the Doctor and Donna are. It was like being with old friends again. I even went back and watched some of the episodes again with Nicole a few days ago. 

I also noticed something new. In the library episodes, I always assumed that Donna's fictional husband really was fictional. But there are about three seconds at the end where you see him try to call out to Donna, and just miss her. Come on, Donna's story is already tragic enough without that! (This is where I send Fern in to interfere ;) which contributes to the feeling of these characters being old friends). 

This episode where we meet River Song solved a problem for me. One of her iconic lines is "spoilers." This show does a fascinating thing where River's timeline kind of flows backwards to the Doctor's. They're not supposed to share any information that the other doesn't know yet. I didn't think I could draw River well enough to let a casual viewer know it was her. I tried to find a picture, which ended up being hard. I just couldn't find an image of River that worked. I wanted that mischievous look she sometimes has when she says "spoilers." And I wanted the picture to have some hint that this character was from Doctor Who. I finally stumbled upon a book cover. It's a great picture of River, and she's holding her cool Tardis book. 

Then came the second hurdle. I no longer have simple access to the program that lets me add text to an image. At least not text that will be legible. But after combining a few different programs and websites, I finally got it! 

Now hopefully I'll actually remember to mark spoilers more often in my blog. Since I spent so long making this freaking image. 

Being Good Doesn't Earn You Money

I just saw a depressing Youtube video that interviewed a successful author. She's a full-time writer, and not married. So what she earns from writing is all she gets. And despite her work selling well, she said that she can barely keep her head above water. I knew that writing can be a lousy way to earn money. But I thought successful authors would have it better. 

It's so insane that people working full-time can barely make ends meet. And writing is only one of many examples. Plenty of people that work their tails off can't even stay afloat. 

Yes, I will keep complaining about this society and economy, which give people fame and unimaginable wealth by trampling on so many others. 

The Right Time to Tell Stories

Story-telling is incredibly important to cultures all around the world. I don't mean movies, but word-of-mouth tales. Some cultures have rules about when they tell stories. For example, many American Indians will only tell mythology during winter. Other tales can only be told to men, maybe. And some stories weren't told to outsiders simply because outsiders wouldn't understand them. That person would have to get to know the people before they understood what some of the story referred to. 

The San people of Africa wouldn't tell a newcomer any of their stories until they'd danced with them. And not just any dance, but a special dance after a successful eland hunt. I want to know more about that. Is there something about eland and stories? 

When Memory Beats the Actual Experience

My cousin told me something fascinating. 

He loved spirited Away as a kid. But when he saw it again many years later, it was just a little bit less great than he remembered it. 

He had watched Ponyo many years ago, and really liked it. Now he didn't want to watch it again, because he didn't want to lose the way it made him feel. He remembered the scene where Ponyo and Sosuke wake up and the house is surrounded by ocean, so they go out on their boat. He said that scene made him feel like he was being surrounded in peace. 

(It's amazing that Miyazaki can make something like a flood feel peaceful, and fun. Though it is a metaphorical flood - cleansing the earth). 

I commented on that scene, laughing about little details like an octopus climbing into the house. After our conversation, he said, "Screw it. I'm gonna watch it again." 

And somehow, I was almost sad that he had decided to watch Ponyo again. 

Movies I shouldn't like, but I do: Part 2

Last year, I wrote a post about a movie I should have liked, but didn't. And a movie I shouldn't like but do. I thought of another. 

Field of Dreams. There was a summer camp I went to as a kid, and the lady who ran it loved this movie. We watched it a few times, and I've liked it ever since. 

I have absolutely no interest in watching sports. They can be fun to play, but that's it. So why do I like a movie about baseball? I'm not really sure. I do like its quiet magic. Unlike the flashy magic in many of the movies I like. 

I think I mostly like some of the characters. Annie is great. But Terence, the author, steals the show. He's awesome. Apparently one of his speeches left all the cast and crew entranced. But my favorite moment is when one guy says that Terence is lying about who he is, and he's just laughing. I mean, he probably finds it refreshing that there aren't fans swarming him. 

You can actually go visit the field! It's cool that the farm kept it. 

I forget what I originally meant...

When people read a book or watch a movie, they'll often find meaning throughout it. We had to learn a lot of that kind of thing in high school English. "The distant green light represents money!" And so on.

Some of these meanings weren't intended by the author. The audience will find their own meanings. Which is just part of the creative process. 

The problem is, sometimes I forget what I intended for some themes. Maybe a broken unicorn horn represents a broken sense of innocence, which heals and becomes something new. Or maybe I didn't intend anything when I first thought of it. If anyone ever does ask me about the intended meanings and themes, how many will I have forgotten by then? 

With my head full of straw

Willow is Underrated

Willow doesn't get enough attention. Sure the cg is old, but there are some really fascinating things about the storytelling. 

First of all, you never see parents going out on big fantasy quests. How could they? They have a family and a job. They can't go galavanting off across the country. And that's exactly the problem Willow faces. He has to leave his wife and kids behind, and risk losing his farm. But if he doesn't go, his entire village is at risk. As well as baby Elora. 

And a follow-up to that is that you never see a grand quest where there's a baby along for the ride. Because babies take a lot of caring for! Having to go on an adventure with a baby is hard. And it's hard for Willow! Elora needs food, and she gets sick, and she cries. Heck, she even cries when they're trying to hide from the bad guys. It's only Raziel's quick thinking that disguises the sound. 

And speaking of Raziel, her story is so tragic! It's mentioned so quietly that some people don't even notice it. The evil queen turned her onto a possum. Raziel thinks that she'll be a beautiful young woman when Willow transforms her. But when she's finally a human again, she's an old woman. "Has it been so long?" She whispers, as she sees the wrinkles on her hands. She never knew that she spent most of her life trapped on an island, as a possum. 

Then there's the love potion. No, not the one from Strange Magic. George Lucas clearly likes love potions. The love potion in Willow came first. And it always struck me as rather silly. The evil queen's daughter gets swept off her feet when Madmartigan is under the potion's influence, and starts "spouting poetry" to her. But this last time I watched the movie, I saw that scene in a different way. Sorsha has never experienced love before! She sure never got any from her mother. Madmartigan's love may not be intentional, but it was love. Sorsha can't stop watching him after that. You can just see her thinking, "wow, this guy's a great fighter. And he doesn't fight to destroy. He fights to protect." So I suddenly felt much better about that love potion part. And it worked out pretty well. Better than the love potion in Strange Magic, anyway (although that did kind of help the Bog King open up some). 

(I have not yet seen the sequel series to Willow. I will eventually, but I'm always a little afraid of sequels...)