Movies that marked me and why

March 31, 2013 § Leave a comment

I figured it’d be a tad more interesting to learn stuff about me through some movies. So here we go!

1. Good Will Hunting


I was a cold-blooded teenager till I went to the theater and the scene with Robin Williams saying to Mat Damon “it’s not your fault” came up. I cried uncontrollably, completely incapable of stopping myself. It was the first time I ever cried and the second came many many years after that. I never understood what the deal with that movie was till I attended post-graduate studies and met that movie again. We were told that many narcissists will tell you this is their favorite movie. I didn’t comment back then…


Sean: See you Monday. We’ll be talking about Freud and why he did enough cocaine to kill a small horse.

Sean: You’re not perfect, sport, and let me save you the suspence this girl you’ve met, she’s not perfect either. But the question is whether or not you’re perfect for each other

2. The Exorcist


Finally, my first kiss!! Not very romantic I know, but I’m weird like that. Or desperate in that case.


Demon: What an excellent day for an exorcism.

3. The Doors


As a teenager I used to kiss the picture of the Lizard King every night before I went to bed. There was always this connection to Mr Mojo Risin’ that I carry with me as a torch for my soul in dark times. The movie adds Pamela to the picture, and well who doesn’t want to be someone’s Pamela? Many years after I first saw it, I met Mf who happens to share a very special connection with Jim as well. It was a hidden path of communication from the very beginning. Watching the movie with him, even though I got too drunk for us to watch it till the end, was a mystagogical experience.


Jim Morrison: Where’s your will to be weird?

Jim Morrison: We’re gonna fuck death away!

Tom Baker: [to Jim] Wotcha gonna do for act three, man? Puke on Heaven’s door?

4. Frida


That woman had some huge cojones. She signifies to me true love, and teaches how to stick to your life decisions with dignity and passion as your only true colours, no matter what everyone else thinks or says.


Frida Kahlo: You’ve lost weight. Diego Rivera: And you’ve lost your toes.

Diego Rivera: Is fidelity that important to you? Frida Kahlo: Loyalty is important to me. Can you be loyal?

Frida Kahlo: Who Needs Legs When You Have Wings?

5. Casablanca


Because if it’s meant to be, it’s gonna fucking happen.


Ugarte: You know, Rick, I have many a friend in Casablanca, but somehow, just because you despise me, you are the only one I trust.

Major Strasser: What is your nationality? Rick: I’m a drunkard. Captain Renault: That makes Rick a citizen of the world.

6. The Fountain


Projects my fears and gives answer to them in the most spiritual way.


Izzi: Every shadow no matter how deep is threatened by morning light.

Lord of Xibalba: Death is the road to awe.

Izzi: That idea. Death as an act of creation.

7. Mulholland Drive


That movie…taught me…stuff.


Blue-Haired Lady: Silencio…

Adam Kesher: I got the pool, she got the pool-man.

8. Se7en


I saw that movie 4 times in 2 days. I loved the atmosphere, the script, the amazing direction and of course the ending. Well yeah, Brad Pitt also. Anyway, best movie of the 90’s. Made me read Dante at the age of 12.


David Mills: Yeah, a landlord’s dream: a paralyzed tenant with no tongue.

William Somerset: Who pays the rent on time.

David Mills: Fuckin’ Dante… poetry-writing faggot! Piece of shit, motherfucker!

John Doe: Wanting people to listen, you can’t just tap them on the shoulder anymore. You have to hit them with a sledgehammer, and then you’ll notice you’ve got their strict attention.

William Somerset: This isn’t going to have a happy ending.

John Doe: People will barely be able to comprehend it, but they won’t be able to deny it.

9. Kill Bill


In my fantasies I wear a uniform like that in black and rip off unwanted heads with my katana. I also know how to perform the Touch of Death and I learned it from Beatrix Kiddo herself.


O-Ren Ishii: Silly Caucasian girl likes to play with Samurai swords.

Copperhead: So when do we do this?

The Bride: It all depends. When do you want to die? Tomorrow? The day after tomorrow?

Copperhead: How about tonight, bitch?

The Bride: Splendid. Where?

Hattori Hanzo: Revenge is never a straight line. It’s a forest, And like a forest it’s easy to lose your way… To get lost… To forget where you came in.


March 30, 2013 § Leave a comment

Wise tip of the day #10

March 30, 2013 § Leave a comment

That clock that’s supposed to be ticking after a certain age, really makes no sound when you try to sleep with a newborn next door.

An ode to my PC

March 28, 2013 § Leave a comment

The time has come to say goodbye. It has been quite the journey, hasn’t it. I remember the day your Maker and I brought you home. He had been spending days researching for your bits, cos you had to be perfect-you were to be mine after all. You were designed to be ahead of your time and that’s one of the reasons you lasted so long. But deep in my heart, I know you lasted to make sure I’d find my path.

We started raiding you and I. You watched my rogue evolving from a noobie that was wearing cloth instead of leather (cloth was a robe, doh!) to a toon that was getting the /salute command in org. You watched me as I started losing myself and everyone else… During my darkest times you understood what I needed, even when I had no clue. You gave me your entire space and your entire time. You watched my personas developing and You passed no judgement as I betrayed, sinned, and hit rock bottom day after day, year after year. You were my home inside my home, my refuge. We even spent a New Year’s together that felt more real than the other one, remember? You introduced me to smart guys with pure hearts, easy to manipulate. You weren’t disappointed of me like the rest, you kept your faith. You showed no despair when I stopped meeting expectations. You accepted my emptiness, my deeply hidden anger, my weight and my sorrow. You never asked questions when everyone else did. It was ok to be imperfect with you by my side.

When I started healing, I went away and you never complained. I now know that I chose the right job, I met a man that shows to me what being in love really means and I feel a woman for the first time. I am done with loneliness, she is not my Goddess anymore. I am, finally, growing up. I can now live without you, you’ve done your duty. Even if, like a beloved grandpa, you warm the kitten on your hot tower and you can pull out with decency the moderate use I ask of you nowadays,  it’s my turn to show you the respect you deserve. It’s time to sleep. You were not made for mediocrity. You were made for excellence. You were made for me.

I will keep some of your parts in my treasure box. I hope the rest will transform into something new and that in the end, you’ll be better off without me. Just like your Maker…


Wise tip of the day #9

March 28, 2013 § Leave a comment

You discover the value of male existence once you share 24 hours with a cat in heat.

Wise tip of the day #8

March 25, 2013 § Leave a comment

A relationship starts with his hands on your ass while sleeping and progresses with them on your love handles.


March 21, 2013 § Leave a comment

“Your absence has gone through me

Like thread through a needle.

Everything I do is stitched with its colour”

W. S. Merwin, “Separation” from The Second Four Books of Poems



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