Pomi

Greetings and salutations! I return to the blog. I confess I have been neglecting it slightly. Anyway, on with it!

In Other News today!

1. Book Of The Moment is The Lies Of Locke Lamora. This is a debut, I repeat debut novel of the fantasy/con artist/dastardly evil plot genre by a guy called Scott Lynch, and it was (excuse my french) fucking awesome! I’m so eloquent aren’t I? It’s gripping exciting funny mysterious violent scary and above all else completely hooked me from the first page in! I suggest you look it up, it won’t disappoint. Again if you are morally encompased and do not approve of foul language then don’t bother. You’ll be missing out on a cracking story though!

2. I’m starting to wonder why all the books I’m buying recently have an excess of swearing in them. Hide them on the top shelf!

3. I watched Time Bandits last night and fell in love with all the little dwarf people!! Unhealthy obsession perhaps.

4. Lots of boring blah about uni going OK but a bit stressful and I can’t be bothered to go into it.  

5. We have a shiny new house to move in to for our last university year. The main pro I can see about it is there’s a dodgy looking greasy spoon cafe just around the corner which I can imagine purchasing bacon cobs and tea in unmatching mugs from! Simple pleasures in life. I wouldn’t have it any other way!

6. Pump Festival! I am officially going! Well, I have saved up enough money for my ticket so that’ll do for now heh… I’m looking forward to wearing a ridiculous assortement of clothes that I’d usually get beaten up for wearing in normal circumstances. The oppression of society eh! Can’t even wear a pair of brightly coloured patchwork trousers without being assaulted! Or being called a paedophile clown or something! Lol sorry.

Right then, I’d better skidaddle, as my Dad would say. Work to do! People to see! Distasteful jokes to crack! 

Sayonara

Presently my liver is punishing me for treating it so badly over the weekend. I feel like it’s emitting some evil poison into my bloodstream, just to get me back for drowning it in alcohol incessently. Bastard. I hereby promise to treat my liver with respect and dignity from now on.

Cough.

Anyhow, today I am meant to be getting on with the HUGE amount of work my university has laid onto me for the festive period, how thoughtful of them. Unfortunately I feel like shit and can’t concentrate on anything. Maybe I’ll just sit in a darkened room and rock gently back and forth for a while. Sounds like a plan..

One more thing. I was thinking about the Golden Compass. In fact cinema in general. I think it’s sad that our world has become so obsessed with political correctness, keeping everybody happy, oh and God forbid if you actually take a risk and tell it how it is. Expect death threats, letter bombs, maybe you’ll even be kicked out the country. I’m not entirely against big blockbusters, but I absolutely can’t stand it how films are being ‘dumbed down’, skirting around issues and generally being REALLY SHIT. Too much money put into effects, not enough put into the script, director. Even the name of Golden Compass pisses me off. Oh my God, we’ve got to call this film after an object because people will relate easier to something material. If it’s too cryptic, people might not know what it’s about. This means less money. Oh shit! Let’s call it after that compass thingy in the book. Yeah. And it’s really shiny. Probably gold. People like shiny things don’t they? Also, we’re going to disregard the fundamental theme of the book and turn it into a pants no brainer kids film because we’re not good enough film makers to tackle the theme with taste and respect. Hell, we blew the budget on that massive CGI bear. Oh and lets get Daniel Craig in it. Yeah! He was Bond. That’ll get the crowds in. He’s only in it for about 10 minutes, but lets make his head the biggest on the poster. Next, lets search the phone book for a child actress with a suitably quirky Hollywood name. Dakota Richards? Like that Dakota Fanning girl everyone loves. But wait…we need something more! What’s your favourite colour little girl? Blue, you say? Man, this film’s gonna be AWESOME!

End of uber-cynical raving.

Hello. And welcome to another blog, courtesy of the literally concise vocabularic wit of Pomi, Inc.

Is vocabularic even a word?

Anyway. Today’s hot topics are comics. Lots of. Me and Ev went on a comic spree, the best kind of spree of course, and I managed to justify the purchase of £16.50’s worth of pure comic joy. That’s quite a lot of money for me. I’m a thrifty person, you know. It was all good material though, with Sin City: That Yellow Bastard closely followed by some random Batman issues that looked interesting and indeed one of them had wicked artwork. Awesome, like.

After that, my passion for eBay re-ignited and I bought some wicked films, including The Machinist and American Pyscho. Christian Bale innit. He’s a dude. Also got Kiss Kiss Bang Bang for a singular pound! Neat.

In other news, I hate the person who wrote the theory brief for my course. They need their head setting on fire or something similarly unnessecary, because they gave us practical work to do in a theory module. Like, DUH…………………

What really does my shed in is the fact that I’ve wrote the essay part really ok, but overall I’m going to recieve a shitty mark because I can’t be arsed with the practical part. 

BOOM!

In your next installment I will bother to write something about Sin City and how wicked it is. And about how Frank Miller is obviously obsessed with naked women and guns. 

Sayonara  x

I’m pleased and somewhat surprised to report that Science Of Sleep has overtaken Pan’s Labyrinth in the ‘most strangest film I’ve seen this year’ stakes! We managed to catch the single showing last night at the crappy Odeon. Single! Only! One! And to add insult to injury there was a grand total of 6 people watching it.

Yo. Today was a joyous day indeed as I went into Asda and there, staring up at me from the shelf, was the brand spanking new issue of Total Film, woo frickity hoo! Of course it was the best film mag on the row, pffft how can you compare it to any other? And to cement my admiration even more, it looked to be a killer of an issue, with a free Star Wars on-set photography book. Yes, I am that much excited by that.

A quick note: if you’re ever going to buy a film magazine, buy Total Film. You’ll not be disappointed!

On the cards today is more thoughts about Batman, obviously, and the technicalities of an SLR I have been trying to work, I think I’ve finally got the hang of it. Difficult when you first start messing around with the apertures and shit like that.

I’m in love with film. I think, if I wasn’t an artist, I think I’d be a film critic, or a journalist, or a script writer, or a director. If anyone ever wants to go to the cinema, I’ll come! As long as it’s not a worthless thing like Epic Movie or something lol..

Well I’m pretty sleepy now so I’ll say bye, Sayonara x

Comments always appreciated, lets me know my life isn’t in vain..

This week has once again proved to be rather interesting in the film and book categories (my two favourite catergories of course).

Took a little trip to the old cinema last night to see 28 Weeks Later. I thought - won’t be scary. I’ve seen the first one a million times and that was just plain old good. A bit scary I guess, but the awesomeness outweighed the scariness. ANYway, the first ten minutes of the sequel was so fucking scary I was gripping the fucking arms of my seat with my mouth slightly ajar in horror, I wish someone could have seen my face ha ha ha, wasn’t expecting the beginning at all. So yes, the start was promising. But then they had to go and spoil it with a plot…sigh. And Americans. Although I do have nothing against our trigger happy western neighbours, they did lower the tone slightly (”I’m gettin’ the fuck OUTTA here!!” etc). It didn’t feel like a brit flick which is why I think the first one had a certain charm, never mind that wasn’t too important. The rest of the film was pretty ok, I did enjoy it until the end…it was a bad ending. I suppose it must have been difficult for the writer to work out what would happen in the end, after the first one ended so well. Unfortunately some egit fucked it right up and the whole thing ended on a bum note. My opinion of course. ALSO the fatal error of casting two children in the main roles was made, cue forced acting. Boo.

BUT! Worry not. It’s worth going to see, there’s some good blood soaked moments. And Robert Carlyle in a zombie film?? Unmissable mate. I’d give it.. 6 or maybe 7/10. Go see!

Yesterday I bought a Batman graphic novel, yes I am that much of a geek. It is by Frank Miller though. I wouldn’t just buy any old Batman comic. Haven’t finished yet but it’s reading well! I also read Blankets, a huge doorstop of a graphic novel, but worth it I guess.

Fun times in Pomi world, sayonara

For some reason I’ve only just got round to watching it. I wish I’d seen it at the cinema, God darn! I never thought of Batman as scary but he was a fuckin badass!!! Man. I don’t care if he’s a good guy or whatever, I still wouldn’t like to meet him down a dark alley… Or maybe I would?? Lol..

In any case, twas dead good, I like my action films, don’t we all know it. And to make everything 10 times better, another Batman is being filmed RIGHT NOW, due out next summer folks. We still got our lovely Christian Bale as the batty boy, and Chris Nolan is still directing. It’s gonna be the biznitch, especially since Katie Holmes IS NOT IN IT. She was crap. Instead we have the wonderfully sophisticated Maggie Gyllenhaal, playing the same person as Katie Holmes did I believe.

Whilst waiting for that, I’m going to read The Dark Knight Returns sometime soon, by Frank Miller, looks like a good badass Batman yarn. Jolly dee!

I also watched American Pyscho the other day, hah it was so funny?!? It was a black comedy and a serial killer film allllll rolled into one, it was special. Christian Bale again, ah he’s so cool! Lolz.

That about rounds up all the film thoughts for now, no doubt more will be on the way.

Sayonara

Very good, except we had to sit on the front row cos the cinema was so full! This led to slight feelings of nausea during the vertigo-inducing action sequences and sniggers at the actor’s huge faces, in particular Tobey Maguire’s chin, which I never realised was so double-fied.

Anyhoo, I rather enjoyed it. Venom was scary, Peter Parker was a nerd, Aunt May was an oldey, etc. Actually Peter Parker went EMO for a while, as shown by black hair and eyeliner, yes eyeliner folks, he looked better. Hot, one might say. Then he went nerdy again. Oh well. I know which Peter Parker I’d do..

Enough of that. This weekend I am away from Birmingham in the peace and quiet of Derbyshire, joy. Cue BBQ and lots of alcohol, always a good thing. 

I resent Birmingham at the moment. It’s gay.

X

There’s been some good shit cracking off recently. I read Dune, The Children Of Men and Clay, they were all very excellent. I thought Children of Men was going to be real difficult to read or too full of politics, but I had obviously misjudged it and it was a good mix of suspense, action and moral stuff. And a bit of politics, which is ok.

Clay is a kid’s book by one of my favourite authors David Almond (he wrote Skellig and Kits Wilderness). His style of writing is kinda magical, I like it. Read Heaven Eyes! It doesn’t make sense but it’s great. Then there was Dune, that started off a bit odd but in the end it was a wicked concept, especially how the thingys oh yeah the Fremen rode the sandworms, that was funky. Kinda old fashioned style of writing but nevertheless a good tale.

I’m trying to work my way through some of the so called ‘classic’ novels, not Jane Austen or owt but like I want to read 1984, and I’ve just started reading One Day In The Life Of Ivan Denisovich, apparently it was very famous when it was written. So yes. And of course I have purchased a copy of Lady Friday by Garth Nix, continuing the series! I wish I knew someone who knows what I’m on about. No one reads much I don’t think.

Last week I did not see one but two great films at the ol’ multiplex, The Lives of Others and Sunshine. Danny Boyle, what a fucking wicked director. He’s well good. Watch Sunshine and you’ll understand, the last hmmm 20 minutes or so are the fuckin biznitch mate.

And thus we move onto the last topic of the day, artistic revelations as experienced by myself on Friday morning last week. To cut a long story short, I looked at my final piece from my last project and was ultimately shocked to discover that it was not the sort of work I would ever want to do EVER. AGAIN. It was shit. It wasn’t me one tiny little bit. I couldn’t see my style in it. Where did my style go? Did I ever have one? It’s amazing but I had completely abandoned the style in which I work and I hadn’t even noticed. For nearly a year. What the hell. I realised that I was a fine artist at heart. With illustrative tendencies! That may not make any sense, let me sum it up: It’s all good! I’m gonna revisit all my paints and charcoals and chalks and do it my style baby, no more shitty little illustrations. It’s expression and colour from now on.

Well with all of that (sort of) cleared up, I think I shall sign off. Oh one more thing. Hi Tim, I know you’ll at least read this. I’ve still got your shoes safe here. I think I’m gonna go make a banner to advertise my blog on myspace. Sayonara.

Has been a while, lots of stuff has cracked off recently so I’ve only just got back in rhythm with my online duties! Well it was the end of my modules so I was working my bum off for that, we had this skiing holiday to organise too, and then four days before we were due to go, my Grandma sadly passed away, in her sleep which provides some consolation, but obviously everyone in my family was very upset about it. Nevertheless our family is really close and we all managed to work out the arrangements for the funeral and stuff before we went on holiday. Bit of a hectic week. So we were able to go thankfully, I wouldn’t have liked to have missed it despite the circumstances, I think it’s what my Grandma would have wanted, or something. I hope she didn’t mind too much.
The funeral service was really well put together, it was upsetting but the history of Grandma’s life was really nice to hear and I found out some stuff I never even knew about her! So it wasn’t as bad as I thought it was going to be. Me and all my cousins got to leave her some flowers too, on the card we put ‘Thankyou for all the blackberry mousse and shortbread!!’ I know it sounds awful to an outsider, but the best thing we remember about Grandma is when we’d visit her house she would have made this huge bowl of mousse with blackberries from the garden and a tin of shortbread YUM! Yay.
Anyway, skiing was awesome, of course. I got me snowblades out and they were FUN! Yes twas awesome. I got some pics on Photobucket, my I.d is naomipomi if you’re at all bothered!
So yeah. Good times and bad times all rolled into one.

Saw a really good film last night, called The Lives Of Others, set in 80s communist Germany all about the East/West divide and the Stasi and that. Even though I didn’t really know much about that before seeing it I still liked it and I think I even understood it to some extent lol..quite complex when you’re not hot on the history of it! But yeah. Wicked stuff.

Sayonara.